"Hiss..." Chen Wenzhi winced in pain and turned around abruptly.

In the early morning, her skin appeared very fair, her familiar almond-shaped eyes blinked, those eyes were clear and pure, without any ill intentions, and her slightly full lips were stained with a thin layer of lipstick, making her even more sweet and innocent.

"It's you?" Chen Wenzhi calmed down, his expression cold and indifferent. "Which school do you go to?"

"Third Middle School." Ying Qian smiled slightly, her face full of anticipation. "And you? And you?"

For some reason, the more Chen Wenzhi looked into those eyes, the more he felt there was something hidden within them… like a deep ambition…

"Are you really from No. 3 Middle School?" he questioned.

Almost every student at No. 3 Middle School recognizes the school uniform, and since it's Monday, you can't enter the school without wearing it.

"Of course," Ying Qian nodded firmly, "It's just that I don't know the way..."

Chen Wenzhi: "?"

Ying Qian told him about her situation vividly, including some "heroic deeds" that she made up herself.

For example, she used to be the school beauty, and the number of men who pursued her could circle the city of S three times.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he finished eating his bowl of wontons at the door. He had no interest in listening to her fantastical experiences and found them utterly boring.

"I know you must be from No. 3 Middle School too, right?" Ying Qian had her plans in mind. As she spoke, she tugged at his sleeve, her doe-eyed eyes mischievous. "Anyway, we'll be schoolmates in the future, so why don't you lead me inside?"

Her pitiful appearance made it impossible for him to refuse, and he resigned himself to his bad luck and agreed.

He admitted that if it were someone else, he would most likely treat them as mentally challenged, but as for Ying Qian, he could only accept that their fate was too deep.