Chapter 59 Conjecture.
Chen Zui said this while beating his legs.
"Shiyuan, let's go to the cafeteria. I'm so tired lately. I feel like Sister Ka has increased the difficulty a lot. I don't even feel cold now, I just feel my stomach rumbling."
Jiang Shiyuan replied expressionlessly, "You go, I don't want to go today." She stood up, and her white tulle skirt rubbed against each other, making a slight sound.
Chen Zui knew that she couldn't persuade Jiang Shiyuan and asked, "Should I bring you a banana?"
"No, thank you."
"Okay, I'll be leaving then. Just message me if you need anything."
Chen Zui took his things and left the dance studio. At this moment, the dance studio seemed to have become much larger. It was usually so small that everyone had to squeeze in and sit together.
The mirror reflected Jiang Shiyuan's white, almost transparent face.
She was like fragile porcelain, which seemed to be broken at the slightest touch. Her beautiful eyes looked a little tired, but they stubbornly flashed with an unyielding light.
Doing something means doing it to the best of your ability.
She is not the white swan princess who is held in the palm of someone's hand at all. Every step she takes is difficult and bumpy.
If there wasn’t…Grandma…if there wasn’t Pei Xiangwan, there wouldn’t be any Jiang Shiyuan.
The earth is too crowded, and she is too small. She dies and disappears, like sand blown away by the wind, and no one cares.
Her dancing was graceful and charming. Whenever she spun, her white gauze skirt looked like a blooming white camellia, exuding extreme beauty and agility. However, this dance had a different feeling from before.
It was Jiang Shiyuan's emotion, and that emotion turned into a raging fire, burning the white camellia as pure as snow. She was like a magician, waving her hand, and the white camellia disappeared in an instant.
All that's left is the blood-red camellia.
The music stopped and a voice was heard, like the singing of a nightingale, clear and pleasant.
"Hello...Senior Jiang."
Jiang Shiyuan turned around and glanced at the girl who spoke indifferently. "What's the matter?"
The girl lowered her head due to excessive shyness and spoke cautiously to Jiang Shiyuan.
"It's just...since senior sister didn't go to eat, I have a lot of food here, all for senior sister." She didn't go in, but just raised the bag in her hand to show Jiang Shiyuan.
Then she introduced herself enthusiastically, "By the way, my name is Li Jiayi. I like you very much. Can we be friends?"
Li Jiayi's smile was bright when he didn't hear Jiang Shiyuan's reply, as bright and dazzling as the sunlight, but it was extinguished by the cold water poured by Jiang Shiyuan.
"No, thank you. I don't like accepting things from others."
Her amber eyes looked at her quietly, without enthusiasm, only indifference, as if saying that her presence was a disturbance.
"I don't need friends, I'm sorry."
Li Jia stood there in a daze, tightly clutching the bag in her hand. Her eyes seemed covered with a layer of gray, and her expression was as dark as lacquer, and her emotions were hazy and complicated.
Why is it that Pei Xiangwan can do it...but she can't!
Blame those idiots...
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It was a familiar place. Pei Xiangwan had clearly not waited for that person to appear, so why was there a unique tea scent belonging to the other person?
Pei Xiangwan suspected that there was something wrong with her sense of smell, so she moved closer to the tree and sniffed it.
She thought it was because Jiang Shiyuan always stood here, so the tree had the smell of Jiang Shiyuan.
The wind is flowing, and so is the smell. They cannot be retained. Unlike people, they are not fixed in one place.
But people are different. They have feelings and will pay special attention to that person and everything about him or her.
"What are you doing Wanwan? Do the trees smell good?"
The sudden sound scared Pei Xiangwan.
"Jiang Jiang, why are you walking... so quietly? You scared me."
Pei Xiangwan thought Jiang Shiyuan would comfort her, but he didn't. Jiang Shiyuan was smiling, and smiling very happily.
She soon noticed that Jiang Shiyuan's face was completely different from before. Jiang Shiyuan had fair skin, so he was always whiter than others, but it didn't affect her.
Because she is a cute little strawberry, white with a hint of pink.
But today his face was so pale that Pei Xiangwan felt that Jiang Shiyuan was about to faint, so she hurriedly stood in front of Jiang Shiyuan.
Jiang Shiyuan's lips curled up into a smile, and her hand seemed to be accustomed to touching Pei Xiangwan's face.
She instinctively raised her hand and placed it on Pei Xiangwan's face, stroking it lovingly and speaking.
"Wanwan is too serious, I don't want to disturb her." Another reason is that Pei Xiangwan was very cute just now.
It looked like a big Maltese dog, curious about everything in the world, even the smell of trees.
But Maltese dogs are very small, not this big or this tall. Maybe Pei Xiangwan is an exception and special, which is why she likes him so much.
"Is that so?" Pei Xiangwan was more concerned about Jiang Shiyuan's health. She asked, "Jiang Jiang looks a little pale. Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Shiyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Today's clouds are grape purple, the same color as the envelope I wrote to express my love for him when I was a sophomore.
But there was no response to that letter, as if she had never written it. Jiang Shiyuan wondered if it had been lost. She wanted to tell him in person the next day.
But Pei Xiangwan hates her...
She had an absurd guess in her mind.
"Jiang Jiang, why aren't you talking?" Pei Xiangwan was extremely worried. She put the back of her hand on Jiang Shiyuan's forehead and then slid it to her cheek.
Jiang Shiyuan held her hand and said, "It's nothing. Maybe it's because I was busy practicing today and didn't have lunch."
Pei Xiangwan was very angry. She felt that Jiang Shiyuan did not take care of his body.
She also knew that Jiang Shiyuan was a person who was very strict with herself and would never give up or stop until she achieved her goals.
Fortunately, she always put food in her schoolbag, and instinctively felt that it would be very useful to bring it with her, so here she is.
Pei Xiangwan opened the zipper of his schoolbag and said to Jiang Shiyuan.
"You, you have to eat something no matter what. If Jiang Jiang continues like this, I will sneak into your school and supervise you eating."
Jiang Shiyuan's eyes were fixed on Pei Xiangwan all the time. To her, Pei Xiangwan was someone that no matter how long she looked at him, it would never be enough.
"But Wanwan, climbing over the Great Firewall is too unrealistic. You should watch less TV dramas."
Pei Xiangwan pinched the little fox's face and said, "Come on, have your favorite egg yolk pastry."
Pei Xiangwan was shocked by what she blurted out. She knew Jiang Shiyuan to this extent and had to admire her own memory.
Seeing that the little fox didn't move, Pei Xiangwan put on her bag, unwrapped the egg yolk pastry in her hand and said, "You haven't eaten anything today. Your health is important. At least fill your stomach. Besides, Jiang Jiang, you're very thin."
"Come and eat, my little fox."
The egg yolk pastry was already on Jiang Shiyuan's lips, but she was reluctant to open her mouth. Pei Xiangwan moved the egg yolk pastry away and asked gently.
"What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
Jiang Shiyuan shook his head, pursed his lips and said, "No, I just haven't eaten for a long time."
She admitted that she was a hypocritical, selfish, crazy, and insatiable person, and it was only because of Pei Xiangwan that she had something she liked to eat.
But things will get boring, or maybe they are missing what they need and are incomplete.
She doesn't like incomplete things.
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