After they sat down, Ying Qian noticed that Chen Wenzhi was sweating profusely, so she took out a tissue and helped him wipe it dry.

It wouldn't have mattered if I hadn't wiped it, but as soon as I did, the class erupted in a commotion and started making a fuss.

The jeers from Class 3, mixed in with the shouts from other classes, didn't stand out too much.

Chen Wenzhi seemed used to it and didn't reach out to snatch the tissue to explain anything. His deep black eyes quietly watched his opponents running on the field.

The victim of this commotion was Ying Qian, whose earlobes were so red they could have bled if pinched. She weakly withdrew her hand, about to stuff the sweat-soaked tissue into her pocket.

A pair of warm hands gripped her wrist. "It's too dirty, give it to me."

She looked up, tears welling up in her eyes, and the tissue fell to the ground.

Chen Wenzhi was completely bewildered by her reaction. He glared sternly at the people who had started the commotion, and they reluctantly shut their mouths, feeling as if they had been cut by her sharp gaze.

He still held her wrist, bent down to pick up a tissue, let go, and walked to the nearby trash can to throw it away.

When she returned, Ying Qian still looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"Aren't you tired?" she asked, seemingly unrelated to the question.

Chen Wenzhi suddenly burst out laughing, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

She glanced cautiously at the menacing figures behind her, then pursed her lips, "I'll tell you after it's over..."

For the rest of the time, Class 3 was immersed in a tense learning atmosphere, with few people raising their heads; it was a sea of ​​black heads.

A few students from Class Two came over to copy answers but were caught by the homeroom teacher and were scolded while standing in the corner.

Ren Yi asked the class representative to bring the test papers for tomorrow and distributed them to Chen Wenzhi and Ying Qian. They noticed that Wang Mengyao was walking towards them, and the two in front of her were playing rock-paper-scissors out of boredom.

"...You two...I really don't understand why you had to finish your homework so early." He still had more than half a page of his test paper left, and he had to hand it in when he got back to class after today's project.

Chen Wenzhi paused for a moment, then replied, "Rock, paper, scissors is a lot of fun."

Ying Qian suppressed a laugh and said, "Anyway, it's better than writing a test."

"This is boring..." He crouched down and wandered back to his seat.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Wang Mengyao happened to come over at that moment and tapped Ying Qian on the forehead, "Are you leaving directly this afternoon, or are you going back to the classroom with the group first?"

"Huh?" She was a little confused.

"Your brother's exact words."

She rubbed her forehead and asked pitifully, "Does hitting someone on the head count as well?"

Wang Mengyao's smile deepened, and she raised her hand to tap again, "Yes."

Ying Qian shrank her neck and rested her head directly on Chen Wenzhi's chest, which was hard as a rock. She looked up, and he looked down, a smile falling on their faces.

Wang Mengyao frowned slightly: "I still have to explain things to your brother."

Ying Qian looked at her and obediently replied, "I'll go back to my class first."

Wang Mengyao started operating her phone, and after turning off the screen, she saw Ying Qian grinning foolishly. "Am I that funny? You're acting like an idiot."

"Teacher, will you become my sister-in-law?"

This problem...

"Ahem..." Wang Mengyao deliberately cleared her throat, her smile undiminished, and said wittily, "I don't like your brother yet, let's talk about it when I do."

"Oh..." Ying Qian felt disappointed; it meant there was no hope.

She could vaguely guess why her brother wasn't looking for a partner, but she didn't dare to think about it too deeply. She was afraid that in the end, they really wouldn't even be able to be a normal brother and sister.

"Want to take a test?" Chen Wenzhi nudged her shoulder.

She encouraged you by grabbing his arm, then, after a moment of distraction, chuckled softly: "Write, of course I'll write."

Until all the projects in the afternoon were completed.

Ying Qian was still engrossed in working on her test paper, while Chen Wenzhi finished his test paper more smoothly, half an hour earlier than her. He quietly checked the answers next to her, and when he saw any differences, he did some light calculations on the draft paper and revealed an inscrutable smile.

"I was wrong, please tell me..."

"no."

"What if you find out you're wrong?"

"I won't change my answer."

"..."

Go back to the classroom to collect your things, and then it's time to go home!

"So what exactly happened?" Chen Wenzhi asked as she walked at the back.

Ying Qian blinked her big eyes: "Isn't it embarrassing to be rumored to be dating me?"

His eyes seemed to shine, and his smile was tender and gentle: "Of course not, I couldn't be happier."

"..."

When their ambiguous gazes meet, they can no longer hide their surging love.

"I'm going first!" She quickened her pace and ran away, unknowingly reaching the front of the group.

The sun sets in the west.

A group of family members gathered in front of the teaching building, and students also went to claim their children.

Chen Wenzhi did not look well.

She comforted her, saying, "After all, she's my cousin. We should spoil her if we can."

Unlike the impatience or excitement of other parents, Meng Beiyan opened his arms wide, his eyes overflowing with affection, and walked step by step toward his younger sister who was running toward him.

She buried herself in a warm embrace.

"Sweetie." Meng Beiyan patted her back. "Should I cook for you tonight, or should we eat out?"

"Cooking myself! Chef Meng cooked for me!" Ying Qian flashed her two rows of white teeth. "I'm so tired all day. Even though I didn't have any projects... watching them run made me inexplicably tired too."

Chen Wenzhi's gaze was sinister.

Meng Beiyan ignored her and pressed down her eager head, "Alright, alright, as you wish."

Chen Yao came out from the direction of the restroom, shook the water off her hands, and walked over in her thin heels. "Cousin, let's go home! I've called the driver to pick us up!"

She noticed the tall, handsome man beside her, especially the petite girl in his arms; she recognized the charm on her schoolbag.

She had seen a cute rabbit pendant in Chen Wenzhi's room before. She had begged her cousin to give it to her, but she only remembered that Chen Wenzhi looked terrible at the time and said "Impossible" indifferently. After that, she kept the pendant close to her body.

"Tch...what's so great about it?" She reached out and took Chen Wenzhi's arm, pulling him along.

Chen Wenzhi had no choice but to follow.

Meng Beiyan gently rubbed the person in his arms. "The person is gone. Don't move around anymore. Let's go home."

Like any other siblings, they walked through the sun-drenched campus on their way home.

"Why aren't you driving?" Ying Qian's legs were weak, and she didn't want to walk at all.

Meng Beiyan replied calmly, "I've been drinking."

With whom?

"Your teacher, Ms. Wang, insisted on making me drink this afternoon. She didn't drink herself, but she made me drink several glasses." He exhaled a breath of stale air, his face full of helplessness.

Ying Qian asked directly, "Do you like her?"

"We're just classmates." He spoke the truth, frankly saying, "I like you a little more."

She paused, then unconsciously swallowed.

He stammered, "Then...then I...how can I be compared to your classmates?"

Why not?

Meng Beiyan was probably drunk.

Ying Qian nervously licked her lips, then wilted: "Okay..."