Chapter 108: High School Secret Crush Zhu Wendong's Perspective

Zhu Wendong first met Qi Yanxue at Jiangbei No. 1 Middle School.

That year, I was in my second year of high school, on the basketball court.

Zhu Wendong’s high school life is actually very simple and boring. He goes to the same place every day: teaching building, cafeteria, and home.

The basketball court of Jiangbei No. 1 Middle School is built next to the teaching building, on the route that students must take to go to and from school every day.

In the past, Zhu Wendong would just pass by without even looking, and turn a deaf ear to the adolescent boys' enthusiastic cheers when they scored a goal.

Until one day.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

A basketball accidentally rolled in front of Zhu Wendong, blocking her way.

"Classmate, can you help me pick up the ball?"

Zhu Wendong stopped and looked at him sideways. Three seconds later, he bent down, picked up the basketball, walked over and handed it to him.

"Thank you." The boy was stunned for a moment when he saw it was her. In Jiangbei No. 1 Middle School, everyone knew her.

Zhu Wendong became famous for her speech as an outstanding freshman in her freshman year of high school. She is beautiful and has excellent grades. She is often mentioned by teachers as a good student, but she is a little cold to others.

The boy scratched his head with a blushing face, took the ball, turned around and walked away, shouting at someone at the top of his voice: "Qi Yanxue, you hit the ball from the south side out of the court on the north side. What kind of ball skills are you? Did you do it on purpose?!"

His voice was too loud, and Zhu Wendong couldn't help but look at the boy named Qi Yanxue.

There was a row of cherry trees outside the stadium. A young man stood under a tree with slightly disheveled hair, upturned eyes, a straight nose, and lips curved in a defiant arc.

When the wind blew, the cherry blossoms fell down and floated on his hair.

In the scorching summer sun, cicadas chirp incessantly, people come and go, yet the world seems to be in silence.

Cherry blossoms from the same direction fell on her shoulders, light and fluttering, yet creating layers of ripples.

Although it was small and insignificant, Zhu Wendong could clearly feel a heartbeat that was different from before, violent and without rhythm, as if it would burst out at any time.

Her world is static, and he is the only verb.

Look down.

The number 23 is printed on the jersey, Qi Yanxue.

Zhu Wendong turned and left expressionlessly. Her birthday was also on the 23rd.

-

Since that day, the scene of the stadium would always appear in Zhu Wendong's mind. Even the name Qi Yanxue, whom he had never heard of before, would suddenly come to his mind at some point.

Zhu Wendong could often hear discussions about adolescent girls' feelings for boys in the hot tub and in the corridor after class.

In short, love is an unexpected yet destined expression.

So Zhu Wendong was certain at that time that she seemed to be attracted to Qi Yanxue.

-

The second time I saw him was in front of the midterm exam ranking list.

In previous years, Zhu Wendong had no habit of checking her grades. She didn’t like the crowded scene, so her deskmate would usually tell her after checking them.

And that day she heard a voice coming from the corridor.

"This semester, Qi Yanxue is top of the science class again, and Zhu Wendong is top of the liberal arts class again. You said they've always been at the top of the charts, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, and their names are Xue and Dong. Is this fate?"

Zhu Wendong didn't hear the second half, but she heard the first sentence.

Without hesitation, Zhu Wendong stood up and walked to the leaderboard.

Arts scores are displayed on the left and science scores are displayed on the right.

Zhu Wendong was standing on the right and saw the first name as soon as he looked up.

It turns out that people who can play ball can also perform so well.

"Qi Yanxue, what are you looking at standing on the left? The science scores are on the right."

A voice suddenly sounded behind him. When Zhu Wendong heard the name he knew so well, his back stiffened and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

For a moment, I seemed to be frozen in place, my whole body rooted there.

I was clearly looking at the results, but I didn't read a single word.

Zhu Wendong stood in the first row, with a crowded crowd behind him, and voices of complaint and conversation rising and falling.

Suddenly, there was a person standing beside me. I saw his outline vaguely from the corner of my eye. I just remembered that he was a little tall. When the wind blew, I could vaguely smell the clean and refreshing scent of laundry detergent on his body.

This time, Zhu Wendong not only knew his name, but also remembered the scent on his body.

"Hey, Zhu Wendong, why did you come to see the results this time?"

She is her deskmate.

Her deskmate grabbed her shoulder and walked to the left. "Did you not come here to see the score, so you didn't know that the liberal arts scores are on the left?"

Zhu Wendong said "hmm" absentmindedly and let her lead the way.

"You're first again this time."

Zhu Wendong raised his eyes and casually glanced at his results. They were all within the expected numbers.

It's just two points less than last time. Wen Lu might scold her again when she goes back.

Zhu Wendong stood in front of the scoreboard for a while, waiting for the figure on the far right to leave and gradually become smaller.

Only then did she dare to turn around and look at the figure from behind.

Tall, lean, and sunny, when his friends were still growing, he was already nearly 1.85 meters tall.

Her deskmate seemed to have noticed something was wrong with her. "Zhu Wendong, are you in love with Qi Yanxue?"

Zhu Wendong didn't answer, but instead asked, "Does he have a lot of people like him?"

"He's a top student in the science class. He's handsome, has goals and aspirations. He's quite popular in No. 1 Middle School. But if you go after him, you're guaranteed to win him over."

Zhu Wendong was puzzled: "Why?"

"Don't forget, you're also very good, and no one is more worthy of you than him! I support you!"

Zhu Wendong laughed.

It is undeniable that Zhu Wendong did have the idea of ​​pursuing him.

Every day after that, Zhu Wendong would stay outside the basketball court for a while, his peripheral vision constantly catching the high-spirited figure on the court.

Sometimes when he didn’t see him, Zhu Wendong would go back to the classroom to study for a while before going downstairs again.

One day, she overheard someone in the hot tub say that the most romantic confession was a love letter.

Zhu Wendong wrote this love letter the day after she turned and left. She wanted to choose a suitable time and opportunity to hand it to him.

She wanted to get to know him better.

But all this was discovered by Wen Lu. Zhu Wendong put the love letter in her schoolbag after she finished writing it that day and forgot to take it out for a while. Wen Lu, who always loved to organize her schoolbag, saw the love letter at a glance.

"Wen Dong, come out here."

Zhu Wendong was confused and when he came out of the bedroom he saw the love letter in her hand that had been opened and unfolded.

She was stunned and said weakly but loudly: "Mom, why are you looking through my bag again!"

"If I hadn't looked through your bag, I wouldn't have known about your premature love affair! No wonder you've been coming home later lately, and no wonder your grades have dropped two points. The college entrance exam is only a year away, and your heart isn't on studying. I think you've grown too independent!"

Wen Lu didn't listen to her explanation at all. She simply tore the paper into pieces in front of her, folded it in half, tore it into pieces, and finally threw it into the trash can into a pile of pieces.

"Starting tomorrow, I will personally pick you up from school until you finish your college entrance exams."

Zhu Wendong clenched his hands tightly under his sleeves and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"good."

"If you don't want me to transfer you to another school, stay away from that boy. Do you hear me?"

"……knew."

-

From that day on, Zhu Wendong once again lived a boring life of going to work, going home, and returning home, which was even more boring than before.

Maybe it was because their fate had ended or because the science and liberal arts departments were not in the same teaching building, but Zhu Wendong never saw him again.

The last time we met before the college entrance examination was at the school convenience store.

Zhu Wendong stood in front of the refrigerator, thinking about what drink to have.

While I was hesitating, the familiar scent of clean laundry detergent, which was almost engraved in my memory, penetrated my nose.

"Qi Yanxue, you lost the last game, so it's your turn to buy a drink."

"If you lose once, you will remember it for the rest of your life." The boy's voice was clear and magnetic, like bubbling lemon soda.

Tiny bubbles rose up and floated in the air, creating ripples in Zhu Wendong's wildly beating heart.

The figure was getting closer and closer. Zhu Wendong didn't have time to think. He randomly grabbed a bottle of drink from the refrigerator, turned around and walked out of the convenience store quickly without looking around.

Before leaving the convenience store, I vaguely heard the last conversation.

"By the way, Mr. Feng has been asking everyone in the class about their ideal aspirations. Do you have a school you'd like to apply to?"

The boy withdrew his gaze from the convenience store entrance and said casually, "A University, right?"

A University.

It is also Zhu Wendong’s ideal university.

The iced drink in my palm gradually calmed my restless heartbeat. By the time I walked a long way, the figure was no longer in the convenience store.

Zhu Wendong turned around and glanced at the silent campus where only the chirping of cicadas could be heard.

Qi Yanxue, great to see you.