Chapter 133: I'm better than Zhou Yanzhe, so don't like him.
Their gazes invariably lingered on Xu Yihuan and Zhou Yanzhe.
Xu Yihuan frowned, looked at Zhou Yanzhe for two seconds, then turned to the others and said, "You guys go first, don't wait for me."
The group was very conscious of boundaries; they nodded, asked no further questions, and turned to leave.
Tan Zhixu wasn't very happy.
His lips moved open and closed, but it was unclear what he was trying to say.
In the end, he only warned Zhou Yanzhe: "I advise you not to talk nonsense. You know how annoying you are."
He stared at Xu Yihuan with a sticky look in his eyes, ignoring what she had just said.
He simply said, "I don't have class next period. I'll wait for you outside. Call me if you need anything."
After saying that, he left, turning back every few steps, and even closed the classroom door for the two of them.
Soon, only the two of them were left in the classroom.
Xu Yihuan, wearing a slippery down jacket, sat half-sitting on the desk, holding two books in her hands.
He glanced at Zhou Yanzhe, then looked down at the time.
Her beautiful eyes flashed with coldness: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, you have five minutes left."
They have another class, which isn't in this building.
Stared at by Xu Yihuan, Zhou Yanzhe's prepared words suddenly caught in his throat, and his heart pounded.
"I……"
Seeing Zhou Yanzhe's hesitant manner, Xu Yihuan began to get impatient.
"If you don't want to talk, I'll leave now."
Startled by Xu Yihuan's harsh words, Zhou Yanzhe blurted out the words, but ultimately dared not say them aloud, only asking:
Are you and Tan Zhixu together?
"No."
Hearing Xu Yihuan's answer, Zhou Yanzhe seemed to suddenly find courage.
"It's like this, Huanhuan. Back in high school, I neglected you a bit because of Qingqing, but I already know."
"It was my fault. I had thought about being with you after graduation..."
As Zhou Yanzhe spoke, a blush crept onto his face, as if he were shy.
Upon hearing these words, Xu Yihuan remained completely unmoved, her eyes as calm as a stagnant pool, which was somewhat frightening.
Zhou Yanzhe glanced up and saw Xu Yihuan's gaze; the words he had prepared suddenly stopped flowing.
As he spoke, Zhou Yanzhe's voice grew softer and softer.
But such courage was hard-won, so Zhou Yanzhe cheered himself up, swallowed hard, and continued:
"I've thought it through over this period of time. I used to like you, and you... clearly liked me too, so why can't we be together?"
After saying this, Zhou Yanzhe didn't dare to look at Xu Yihuan, but he was secretly anticipating her reaction.
I've already confessed my feelings to her, she should be very happy...
From the moment Zhou Yanzhe uttered his first words, Xu Yihuan felt waves of nausea rising within her.
Upon hearing the last sentence, Xu Yihuan fell silent.
His eyes held a hint of absurdity, and his voice, hoarse from lack of hydration, carried disbelief.
"So, you mean you think we...you and I can be together?"
Even when the word "we" was mentioned, Xu Yihuan felt waves of nausea rising in her heart.
Zhou Yanzhe didn't dare to look up, but hearing Xu Yihuan's tone, he still asked softly, "Is it not allowed?"
Xu Yihuan suddenly sneered: "Have you forgotten that in high school, when you were tutoring Wu Qingqing, you made me get your meals? When you were estimating Wu Qingqing's scores, no matter what my grades were, you made me apply to the same school as you?"
“You claimed that Wu Qingqing came from a poor family and gave her expensive clothes, jewelry and cosmetics, but to me they are just a bunch of unwanted accessories.”
"You think this means you like me?"
Zhou Yanzhe's face turned paler inch by inch as Xu Yihuan finished speaking.
"I……"
Just as Zhou Yanzhe was about to explain something, Xu Yihuan jumped off the table and walked outside without looking back.
This wasn't what he imagined...
Xu Yihuan clearly likes me!
Thinking of Xu Yihuan's words, Zhou Yanzhe pursed his lips, his words constantly mentioning Qingqing.
Is Huanhuan jealous?
Actually, Xu Yihuan's original intention was not to compare herself with Wu Qingqing, but to make Zhou Yanzhe see clearly that he treats the person he "likes" even worse than someone he "doesn't like".
But Zhou Yanzhe didn't grasp the meaning; he just thought Xu Yihuan was complaining.
The oppressive atmosphere around Zhou Yanzhe eased a little.
His gaze was fixed on Xu Yihuan's departing figure.
They happened to see Xu Yihuan and Tan Zhixu leaving together.
Zhou Yanzhe's eyes turned scarlet again.
And Tan Zhixu, it's all his fault.
I've liked to compete with him for things since high school.
However, he believed that as long as he took the initiative to pursue her, Xu Yihuan would definitely still like him.
Outside, Xu Yihuan and Tan Zhixu left together.
Xu Yihuan's expression was displeased, and it only eased slightly when she went outside and saw Tan Zhixu.
"You don't have class next period?"
He had just told Xu Yihuan about it, but Xu Yihuan asked him again, clearly showing that she was not paying attention.
"Hmm." Tan Zhixu was just as absent-minded as Xu Yihuan.
"Xu Yihuan".
Xu Yihuan turned her head when she heard the voice: "What's wrong?"
"I'm better than Zhou Yanzhe, so don't like him."
Tan Zhixu, with his hands in his pockets, took a half-step back and walked beside Xu Yihuan.
They were walking towards the information building, with only a few plum blossoms blooming among the stems of the weeping crabapple.
Kyoto University has planted many flowers, especially weeping crabapple trees, but weeping crabapple trees do not bloom in winter.
Perhaps for aesthetic reasons, Peking University planted several wintersweet branches among the weeping crabapple trees.
It was precisely in this sparsely flowered landscape that it occurred.
Tan Zhixu looked at himself against the light, his eyes slightly lowered.
Very attractive.
The bad mood that Zhou Yanzhe had just ruined was completely swept away.
She laughed and said, "I haven't liked him for a long time."
As soon as he finished speaking, a smile suddenly appeared on Tan Zhixu's face, as if he wanted to say something more.
The school bell rang at that moment.
Xu Yihuan glanced at the time; she was already late.
Before he could even ask Tan Zhixu what he wanted to say, he turned and ran.
He left with only the words, "Let's talk about it next time, I'm going to be late."
The action was so sudden that Tan Zhixu was stunned and could only watch Xu Yihuan leave.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Just then, Tan Zhixu's phone rang again.
Tan Zhixu glanced at the contact and lazily answered the phone: "Hey old man, what's up?"
"Are you going home for New Year's Day? Your Uncle Zhang's daughter just came back from the US this year, saying she's coming back to celebrate New Year's Day. Would you like to come and meet her?"
“I’m not going. If you like, go by yourself.” Tan Zhixu squatted on the ground, tugging at the half-yellow grass beside him.
He knew that the old man calling him was probably another time to urge him to find a girlfriend.
He still doesn't understand what the old man is in such a hurry for.
However, Tan Zhixu seemed to have thought of something.
He sat down on the ground.
He was still playing with the two withered blades of grass in his hands.
"But old man, let me tell you, stop introducing me to these useless people."
"Otherwise, if your grandson gets a girlfriend someday, people will misunderstand him sooner or later."
Tan Zhixu has curved eyebrows and eyes, pale skin, and delicate features.
Sitting by the roadside, he quickly attracted the attention of many people.
Based on his understanding of his grandson, Grandpa Tan immediately understood the unspoken meaning in Tan Zhixu's words.
He desperately suppressed the urge to smile.
He coughed lightly twice: "Alright then, since you have your own ideas, I won't interfere any further. You can think about it yourself."
He hung up the phone after saying that.
Tan Zhixu's lips were still curled up. Zhou Yanzhe had completely ruined himself this time. Now, Xu Yihuan was no longer his white moonlight.
Yeah.
Tan Zhixu was still happy when his phone rang again.
Tan Zhixu answered the phone.
Chen Xi's voice was steady: "Why haven't you come yet? The teacher is going to take attendance."
Tan Zhixu's smiling face froze.
He forgot, he genuinely thought there were no classes!
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