The second and third years of high school are on different floors of the same teaching building. The second year occupies the first and second floors, and the third year occupies the third and fourth floors.

At this moment, in the corridor at the corner of the stairs on the first floor, Pei Xi was moving a stool, preparing to update the photos and nameplates on the honor wall.

After each exam, the school updates the honor roll, rearranging the photos of the top ten students in each grade according to their ranking; photos from all three grades are included.

This task was originally the responsibility of the school's logistics staff, but since the logistics staff took leave today, Pei Xi was drafted by the dean of students.

Li Yiming walked over, held onto her chair, looked at Pei Xi, and whispered to her, "Pei Xi, let me help you with the sticker."

"No need, the teacher has already assigned the task to me, how can I let you do it for me?" Pei Xi shook her head and declined, then smiled at him, "I can handle this myself."

Li Yiming looked at Pei Xi's smiling face, and her ears turned red uncontrollably.

"Go back, I can do it myself." Seeing that he didn't move, Pei Xi waved to him again.

Li Yiming finally came to her senses, feeling her ears burning hot. She lowered her head, replied "Okay," and ran back to the classroom as if fleeing.

This time, his name and Pei Xi's name were next to each other in the entrance exam. The thought that the two of them could continue to sit at the same desk made Li Yiming extremely happy.

As soon as he returned to his seat, several male classmates surrounded him and said to Li Yiming, "You're really lucky, you're sitting next to Pei Xi again this time."

Li Yiming was a little embarrassed. "It is quite good."

Several male classmates exchanged knowing smiles, their eyes filled with envy and a hint of sourness in their voices. "Tell me, what's it like to sit at the same table as a beauty like Pei Xi?"

Li Yiming's ears turned increasingly red, and her voice became so soft it was almost inaudible, "It's nothing... I just... I just think she's a really nice person."

A boy raised an eyebrow, concealing the jealousy in his eyes, and put his arm around Li Yiming's shoulder, half-jokingly and half-seriously saying, "Li Yiming, from now on you'll have to let us copy your homework every day, okay? We've taken such a big advantage, you have to give us something in return."

Li Yiming paused for a moment, then nodded, pursed his lips, and said, "Okay, don't worry."

Upon hearing this, another boy patted him on the chest and said, "You keep your word, bro."

"When have I ever not taken pictures of your homework?"

"You're really dedicated to your duties, university committee member." The male classmate who had his arm around Li Yiming squeezed his neck tightly. "If there's an election next semester, I'll vote for you again."

"Thank you," Li Yiming said softly.

Several boys burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Ever since he became Pei Xi's deskmate, the boys in the class have always been sarcastic or unintentional towards him, and Li Yiming has always taken it all in stride and enjoyed it.

After all, that's Pei Xi.

Pei Xi smiled at him, and he felt his heart race.

He was the only one in the entire class who could sit next to Pei Xi; everyone else could only be envious. Every time he thought about this, Li Yiming felt a strange sense of excitement.

Outside in the corridor, Pei Xi had no idea what the boys in her class were thinking; she was just focused on putting up photos on the wall.

The photos the director gave her were arranged in order, and she just had to insert them into the slots one by one. She finished inserting both rows of photos for the first and second year of high school in no time.

When it came to the senior year, Pei Xi saw a face that was exactly as expected.

Thin double eyelids, dark and indifferent pupils, looking at the camera with a hint of impatience, and an air of arrogance that is not easily detected.

The photo showed his shoulders, and Pei Xi suddenly noticed a small red mole above his collarbone, standing out against his pale skin, which inexplicably brought the whole photo to life.

This person is quite photogenic, Pei Xi thought.

She had never looked at the photo closely when passing by the wall of honor before; she would only glance at it whenever she looked up.

At that time, Jiang Cheng was just a name she occasionally heard from Pei Zhi and other female classmates.

But now...

Pei Xi picked up Jiang Cheng's photo and slowly inserted it into the frame.

Now it seems that something is indeed different, thanks to that inexplicable dream.

At least she would pay extra attention to him.

Pei Xi took a deep breath, trying to stop thinking about the dream, and continued putting photos into the frame.

The school has a long history, and the desks and chairs have been used for many years. The chair that Pei Xi casually picked up was so old that the paint was peeling off and it was a bit wobbly, making a creaking sound with the slightest movement.

Pei Xi carefully leaned against the wall, stretching out his arm to insert the last photo.

She shoved it hard, and with a sway of her body, a "crack" sound suddenly came from the air.

Pei Xi knew something was wrong, but everything happened too fast. Before she could adjust, she felt as if she had lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"Ah—" Pei Xi exclaimed softly, his heart pounding in his chest.

The expected fall did not occur.

At the critical moment, an arm suddenly appeared around her waist and hugged her tightly.

The owner of the arm and the wall formed a fulcrum, and Pei Xi was supported on the chair by placing his hands on the person's shoulders.

Everything happened too fast. Pei Xi broke out in a cold sweat. She subconsciously looked up and was caught off guard by a pair of familiar dark eyes.

"Be careful." Jiang Cheng said in a low voice, letting out a barely perceptible breath, and tightened his grip on his waist.

Pei Xi stared at his face, momentarily stunned, as if speechless.

The two were very close, so close that she could almost hear his breathing and smell his refreshing fragrance, a faint scent of laundry detergent with the warmth of sunshine.

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