The unconcealed thoughts of a seventeen-year-old girl

The teacher wrote the words "Thirty days until the final exam" in bright red on the blackboard.

From morning till night, the classroom was quiet, devoid of any playful noises; only the sounds of turning pages and scribbling pens filled the air.

The whole class started to take it seriously; they were determined to do well on the final exam.

This morning, when Xu Chuwan boarded the bus, Zhang Jiye called out to her as usual, "Xu Chuwan! Come here! Sit next to me."

Xu Chuwan would always sit next to him. As usual, she would hand the other half of her earphones to Zhang Jiye, who would always take them without hesitation. In the car, he would tease her from time to time. When Xu Chuwan pretended to be angry, Zhang Jiye would coax her, saying, "Oh, I'm sorry, Teacher Xu."

Then, Xu Chuwan would smile at Zhang Jiye.

Zhang Jiye gradually learned that this girl liked listening to JJ Lin's songs, and her favorite song was "Always Online".

Zhang Jiye learns to sing this song at home, hoping to sing it for his daughter someday.

Xu Chuwan would steal a glance at Zhang Jiye whenever he was listening to music and not paying attention to her.

Xu Chuwan thought Zhang Jiye hadn't seen it, but in fact, Zhang Jiye knew every time she glanced at him. On the surface, he showed no reaction, but inside he was overjoyed.

How could he not see his girl glancing at him?

How could I possibly miss this opportunity?!

During self-study this afternoon, Xu Chuwan was working on math Olympiad problems. She got stuck on one of them and was thinking about how to solve it when someone next to her said, "Stuck here?"

The sudden sound from beside her startled Xu Chuwan, nearly causing her to poke her pen into the exam paper. Zhang Jiye had turned around at some point and was resting his elbow on the edge of her desk.

"Hmm," Xu Chuwan moved the test paper closer to herself, her voice so soft it was as if she was afraid of disturbing something, "I'm not very good at drawing auxiliary lines."

Zhang Jiye ignored her subconscious evasion and reached out to snatch her draft notebook: "Look, this problem gives you the coordinates of the focus and the equations of the asymptotes, clearly trying to get you to use parametric equations." He picked up a pen and drew a rough coordinate system in the blank space. "When drawing the perpendicular line through point F, don't connect it directly to the vertex; try intersecting the asymptotes..."

The soft scratching of the pen across the paper was gentle. Zhang Jiyue spoke with a hint of a smile. Xu Chuwan lowered her head, smelling the faint scent of mint on him, mixed with the fresh grass drifting in from outside the window. The frustration she felt from not being able to solve the problem inexplicably subsided. Her heart involuntarily quickened its pace.

"Do you understand?" Zhang Jiye looked up and asked her, his eyes shining like fallen stars.

This was the only time Zhang Jiyue seriously explained a problem to her; usually he just teased her. He would tease her while explaining, but today he finally stopped teasing her.

Xu Chuwan snapped back to reality, looked at Zhang Jiye, and said, "Hmm, it seems... I understand now."

"How about we do it again? Let Teacher Zhang see if my teaching skills are any good." Zhang Jiye shoved the pen into her hand, leaned back slightly, but didn't turn back, just resting his chin on his hand and watching her.

"..."

You have teaching skills?!

Xu Chuwan paused, her cheeks flushing slightly. She took a deep breath and continued writing according to his instructions, but then stopped halfway through, her fingers unconsciously twisting the pen.

“Here,” Zhang Jiye pointed to the formula she had written crookedly, “I remembered the eccentricity formula wrong, a and c are reversed.”

Xu Chuwan exclaimed "Ah!" and quickly erased and rewrote it. It was such a basic formula; how could she have remembered it wrong?

"Don't rush," Zhang Jiye said, his eyes crinkling into crescents when he smiled. "You're usually pretty steady when you do problems, but you tend to make mistakes on small details when you're nervous. You can't do that on the final exam."

Xu Chuwan didn't speak, but simply sped up her writing. When she finished the last answer, she pushed the paper over, her voice barely audible: "Is this...right?"

Zhang Jiye glanced at it and nodded vigorously: "Perfect! See, he picked it up with just a little guidance. He's really amazing. My teaching method is indeed quite effective!"

"..."

He suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice, "But next time you get stuck, can you ask me? I can't keep guessing whether you're struggling with the questions again, can I, Teacher Xu?"

A warm breath brushed past her ear, and Xu Chuwan looked up, meeting his smiling eyes. The wind outside the window suddenly picked up, rustling the pages of her book. She hurriedly looked down, her fingertips leaving a shallow mark on the edge of the paper.

"I understand." Xu Chuwan heard herself say, her voice containing a very slight smile that she herself didn't even realize.

Xu Chuwan didn't expect that Zhang Jiye would hear this, and the corners of Zhang Jiye's mouth unconsciously turned up.

When Zhang Jiye and Xu Chuwan got off school in the evening, they took the bus home together.

Because the exams are coming up soon, Xu Chuwan would sit on the bus with her books and study, and sometimes she would do practice questions.

When she encountered a problem she couldn't solve, Xu Chuwan remembered what Zhang Jiye had said during self-study class: "Next time you get stuck, can you ask me?" She looked at Zhang Jiye, who had nothing to do, pointed to the problem she couldn't solve, and said to him, "I can't do this problem, can you explain it to me?"

This girl was quite self-righteous.

Zhang Jiye smiled and said to Xu Chuwan, "Okay, you're quite self-righteous."

Xu Chu pleaded with him, "Just tell me about it."

Zhang Jiye suppressed a laugh and began explaining the problem to Xu Chuwan. After finishing, he said to Xu Chuwan, "Now you know to ask your teacher Zhang. Not bad, not bad, you've improved. You deserve praise."

"..."

Xu Chuwan arrived home and said to Zhang Jiye, "See you tomorrow."

Zhang Jiye smiled and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Zhang Jiye leaned close to Xu Chuwan's ear and said, "I'll send you a message when I get home."

"..."

All I did was ask you to send me a message when you came home last time!

Xu Chuwan fled in panic. After returning home and taking a shower, she sat at her desk, thinking about one person—Zhang Jiye.

Having a crush on someone is so painful.

Xu Chuwan didn't want to continue her unrequited love. She really wanted to confess to Zhang Jiye, but she was afraid that her actions would be too contradictory.

Forget it, maybe I should wait until after the college entrance exam to confess my feelings.

What if Zhang Jiye falls for someone else?

But there's no rule that Zhang Jiye can't like other people.

I'm so conflicted...

Forget it, I'll just confess at my graduation ceremony after the college entrance exam.

What if my confession of love is rejected?

Will Zhang Jiye ignore her from now on?

Zhang Jiye shouldn't be such a petty person...

Xu Chuwan took out her diary and wrote in it:

My feelings for Zhang Jiye have intensified today; I can't control them. I desperately want to stop liking him.

I've made up my mind. I'll confess my feelings at the graduation ceremony after the college entrance exam. I'll take this gamble for myself.

Zhang Jiye, you must wait for me a little longer.

I'm begging you now, please, please don't fall in love with anyone else...

I want you to belong to me alone.

After Xu Chuwan finished writing, her phone vibrated. Xu Chuwan guessed that Zhang Jiye had sent her a message. The message notification read, "zjy" sent you a message.

Xu Chuwan quickly opened the message, "zjy": Goodnight! Teacher Xu. I'm home now. I don't know if you're asleep yet, anyway, goodnight!

Xu Chu couldn't suppress the smile on her face and replied to "zjy" with a message: Okay, goodnight.

After replying to the message, Xu Chuwan turned off her phone screen, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

I hope to have a dream with you in it.

Zhang Jiye.

The thoughts and feelings of a seventeen-year-old girl began to emerge at this very moment.

The unconcealed thoughts of a seventeen-year-old girl

Everyone has a name in their youth, but that name is always out of reach.

In Xu Chuwan's youth, there was a name that seemed unattainable.

His name is Zhang Jiye.

Sometimes he can be quite annoying, but he's also such a likable young man.