Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Is she really selfless?

A layer of small bumps appeared on Pei Shuyu's exposed skin. Under the interweaving of wind and rain, the small bumps were soaked with moisture, which made the trembling of her body particularly obvious.

Ji Yan brushed her fingers against the girl's grip on the umbrella handle, and a drop of water landed on her knuckles. "Why are you shaking so violently?"

The warm breath relieved the chill brought by the rain, and Pei Shuyu hugged Ji Yan tighter.

There was a layer of water on the ground. Some people in front of me who didn't have umbrellas were playing in the water, kicking water at each other or catching the rain and throwing it at each other.

Pei Shuyu moved away from them to avoid being affected: "It's a bit cold."

She only kept a school uniform jacket in the studio where charcoal gray and paint were intertwined, and wore it when the air conditioning temperature was too low.

The coat was still in the studio and she didn't bring it out.

Who knew it would be so cold.

Suddenly remembering that Qi Ying and Hua Yu had brought back their school uniform jackets, Pei Shuyu touched Ji Yan's shoulders, which had become cold again, and turned her head away.

Qi Ying and Hua Yu seemed unaffected by the wind and rain, and kept a distance behind them. When Pei Shuyu looked back, they immediately put away all their smiles and looked straight ahead seriously.

Their school uniform jackets were hanging on their arms.

It looks like he doesn't plan to wear it.

Ji Yan said, "The small door at the back of the school should be open. Going through there will lead directly to the dormitory. It's much closer."

Even if it was closer, it would still take several minutes to get there. Pei Shuyu waved to the two people behind her and said, "Wait a minute, ask them to borrow your coat."

Qi Ying and Hua Yu jogged over with good sense, the former asking, "What's wrong?"

Pei Shuyu: "Are you wearing a coat?"

Qi Ying took a look and handed it forward with understanding: "I'm not wearing it, do you want it?"

Pei Shuyu nodded. She held the umbrella with one hand and hugged Ji Yan with the other. She was too weak to take the clothes that Qi Ying handed her. She tilted her head and nodded to Ji Yan: "Give it to Ji Yan."

Before Pei Shuyu and Ji Yan turned around, she and Hua Yu saw Pei Shuyu hugging Ji Yan, so when Pei Shuyu waved to them, they ran so fast and excitedly.

Qi Ying turned his wrist naturally: "Here you go, classmate Ji."

Ji Yan didn't take it, but smiled politely. "Thank you for your kindness, Qi," she said to Pei Shuyu, "I don't need it."

Pei Shuyu said, "You'll catch a cold."

Ji Yan smiled: "No, let's go."

His tone was gentle, but his attitude was to turn away without any hesitation, with no intention of taking the call at all.

Pei Shuyu wanted to say something, but Ji Yan glanced at him, and the words of advice got stuck in his throat.

After putting some distance between them and the other two, Qi Ying rubbed his chin with one hand and asked, "Do you know what this is called?"

Hua Yu nodded: "I know, we are just part of their play."

Qi Ying praised: "Not really, you've finally gotten the point."

Hua Yu: "But why didn't Ji Yan take your coat? Pei Shuyu is a mysophobia, which is understandable, but does Ji Yan also have mysophobia?"

Qi Ying was unfathomable. "Nonsense. Wait a minute, Pei Shuyu just called me so naturally, Ji Yan wouldn't be jealous, right? It's a sin, a sin, I must not let them be affected by me."

Hua Yu: "You're out of your mind."

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The dormitories at Yuelan High School are among the best in the country, with each room equipped with a private bathroom.

Pei Shuyu rubbed her stuck hair vigorously: "You wash first."

Most of her clothes were wet and stuck to her skin, and her hair was messy from being wiped by the towel.

Ji Yan took the towel and pushed the man straight into the bathroom. "Why don't you take a shower after getting soaked like this? Are you trying to use your illness as an excuse to get out of training?"

Pei Shuyu opened her eyes wide, grabbed the door handle, and resisted: "Am I the kind of person who skips class?"

Ji Yan's face was expressionless: "You have that intention."

Pei Shuyu argued, "But I didn't put it into practice. How can you so simply accuse someone of innocence?"

Too lazy to argue with her anymore, more because she was really worried that this person was sick, Ji Yan peeled off the fingers on the door handle one by one: "If you don't come in, I will wash it for you myself."

This sentence was so intimidating that not only Pei Shuyu was stunned, but also the person who spoke was stunned for two seconds. However, the latter quickly reacted and stepped back: "You wash first, then I will. I'll go get a bottle of hot water."

Pei Shuyu belatedly said "hmm".

There are a lot of people getting water tonight, and there is a long queue in front of the two water heaters on the floor.

Ji Yan went to the fifth floor, which was where science students lived. The dormitory was empty, and there were only a few people who shared the same idea as Ji Yan scattered in the corridor.

While waiting, Ji Yan turned on her cell phone.

Qi Ying sent several messages in the "Let's Eat Team" group chat.

After Ji Yan replied, it was her turn to fetch water.

"Hey, Ji Yan?" The girl working at the water heater on the next floor called out her name in surprise, "Why are you here too?"

How come a cultural student is here?

The person who called her was in the same class as her before the class division. Ji Yan said, "He applied to stay in school."

That person and Pei Shuyu were not in the same art class or studio, and had no idea about the twists and turns involved. He just thought that Ji Yan was going to participate in some competition and was staying in school to review.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: What a great book.

When Ji Yan returned to the dormitory, Pei Shuyu had just opened the bathroom door. A stream of hot air rushed out through the glass door connecting to the balcony, blurring her face.

"Whoa", Pei Shuyu opened the glass door.

There were water droplets rolling at the ends of the girl's hair, and she casually picked up her messy hair.

Ji Yan put down the kettle: "So soon?"

Pei Shuyu: "It's your turn."

Ji Yan took the spare clothes and went in.

Pei Shuyu poured two cups of hot water and cooked two boxes of self-heating hot pot.

Since the training camp, she and Ji Yan have been together almost day and night, but there has been no new progress on the shelved digital sculpture model.

We had originally expected to complete the engraving and printing during the summer vacation, but now it seems that it will be postponed.

While Ji Yan was still asleep, Pei Shuyu opened the software and raced against time to refine the model.

When she heard the door open, she switched to the video software, looking distressed as if she couldn't choose a suitable TV show or variety show to watch while eating.

"Forget it, this is it." Pei Shuyu casually clicked on a popular variety show and said attentively, "I'll help you blow dry your hair."

Ji Yan didn't refuse.

The multi-functional living room is located in the middle of the floor and is about the size of two dormitories. On weekdays, some students come here to study in the evening.

Therefore, this place is jokingly called the "study room".

There was a huge mirror on the wall, and six hair dryers were hung at intervals on the raised part below.

Pei Shuyu swiped the card and took out a cigarette. Two faces appeared in the mirror opposite.

The girl standing in front lowered her head obediently, holding the bulge in front of her, and obediently let the person behind her take care of it.

Pei Shuyu picked out a few strands of hair that were longer than her shoulders and placed them on her palm. The hair dryer blew from top to bottom, and her palm became wet and dry, dry and wet again, over and over again, until it gradually became less wet.

The hair becomes more fluffy, and the fragrance condensed on the hair becomes more intense under the influence of the wind.

Pei Shuyu thought of the words that burst out from Qi Ying's mouth when they were looking at the sample paintings in Studio No. 2 that day.

She looked up at the mirror and wondered if there was any other content about her in the group chat over the past few days.

That shouldn't be the case. After all, she and Ji Yan are together day and night, and it's not the normal cultural class period, so she and Ji Yan are not in the same class.

What's there to report?

Pei Shuyu sighed in his heart.

Even though she knew that Ji Yan had a separate group chat with them, Pei Shuyu could only act indifferent.

She surfed the web very quickly and had heard of several cases where high school students failed to perform well on the college entrance examination due to relationship problems.

Even if she had some guesses, she couldn't say them directly. She even had to maintain the same attitude as before so as not to affect Ji Yan's performance in the college entrance examination.

She had no other selfish motives, Pei Shuyu told herself over and over again.

She really had no selfish motives, she just didn't want to affect Ji Yan's grades.

Is she really selfless?

After repeating it silently for who knows how many times, Pei Shuyu suddenly felt that he couldn't convince himself anymore.

She closed her eyes, avoiding looking at the person in the mirror, and turned off the hair dryer: "It's almost dry, let the remaining part dry naturally."

Ji Yan reached out to pick up the hair dryer to help Pei Shuyu blow dry her hair, but the latter easily avoided it and put the hair dryer back to its original place.

Pei Shuyu said: "Don't worry, I'll come back later, we..."

The next second, the hair dryer that had been stuck back was taken down. Ji Yan swiped the card and said in a slightly fluctuating voice, "Lower your head."

Pei Shuyu struggled.

After failing to struggle, she lowered her head.

Ji Yan's hands are very soft. Her knuckles move from the end of her hair to the end of her hair. When her fingertips touch her scalp, she will intentionally massage it a few times.

With an indescribable sense of electricity.

The girl standing behind her in the mirror had a serious expression on her face. Her attention was not wandering randomly like hers, but was focused on the things in front of her. Occasionally, her eyes would glance at the mirror, but when Pei Shuyu subconsciously wanted to dodge, the other party had already retracted them.

It seemed like they really met eyes accidentally.

Pei Shuyu put her hands on her legs.

Never mind, she actually has selfish motives.

The two boxes of self-heating hot pots have stopped smoking, and the dormitory is filled with the aroma of hot pot.

Pei Shuyu pushed the door open and walked in. The smell hit her nose. She couldn't help but frown and cover her nose.

So, the fragrance of hair lingering on the fingertips remains in the breath.

At first, she didn't see the hot pot when she came out of the bathroom, but now that she smelled it, Ji Yan glanced at Pei Shuyu and asked, "Aren't you afraid of getting acne now?"

Pei Shuyu suppressed a smile and said, "Food is the most important thing for the people."

After having supper, Ji Yan sat at the table and did some exercises.

Pei Shuyu pulled the curtain, took out his tablet, put his Weibo account on the backend, and immediately opened the digital engraving software, and began to secretly prepare a surprise.

With her excellent intuition for proportions, Pei Shuyu was not worried about the Q-version figurine being out of proportion. However, for her, a novice who had just started digital sculpting, refining the facial features of the model was still a bit difficult.

After searching for tutorials and watching videos, I finally managed to carve out the general outline of the character's facial features.

Suddenly, accompanied by the sound of curtains being drawn, soft light poured into the bed.

Ji Yan knelt on one knee on the bed, his eyes fixed on the lit tablet.

The tablet displays the digital engraving software.

The characters on the screen are three-dimensional and vivid.