Chapter 26 Private Message: "Roses always have thorns, handsome guys always..."
Sometimes when watching Japanese dramas, the narrator uses a very warm and inspiring tone to deliver some refreshingly Japanese lines—
"Everyone, there will be a day when things suddenly change. Without you even realizing it, the gears of fate will quietly turn, and then your life will be turned upside down..."
But life isn't a Japanese drama.
So, how did H end up transferring to her school?
When did such bizarre things start happening in her life?
Cheng Sijie found evening self-study sessions dull and uninteresting.
She was puzzled, saddened, and hesitant, but after much thought, Cheng Sijie admitted that she couldn't help but want to find out what was going on.
That's why they say curiosity killed the cat. When you don't understand something but are extremely curious about it, it's best not to do anything. Remain calm and wait for the right moment. That's the wisdom of our ancestors.
Because, according to Cheng Sijie, who realized the truth a few years later—
Everything in this world, even coincidences, is ultimately inevitable. Despite abundant evidence suggesting this was a premeditated "seduction," she remained hesitant and uneasy due to her naiveté and curiosity…
In short, I just foolishly sent him a private message.
Well, although that sounds like a "victim's perspective," that's not what Cheng Sijie meant. She just felt that she wasn't smart or wise enough when she was in high school.
These complaints are for the future Cheng Sijie, because, cough cough, the current Cheng Sijie is indeed a high school student. With this age advantage, the innocent Cheng Sijie, who is not yet eighteen, is unaware of this man's scheming.
So, after returning home, high school student Cheng Sijie immediately sent a private message to someone in her live stream fan group, [h].
[Orange Juice%]: Hi, good evening, h admin.
[h]::）Hello Chengcheng.
[Orange Juice%]: ...I saw you at school today. Are you Jiang Hui, the new transfer student?
[h]: It's me! I'm so happy. Fate has brought us together again.
[Orange Juice%]: ...Did you transfer here because of me?
[h]: Part of the reason is because of my favorite streamer, but there are also many personal reasons. Can we add each other on WeChat as classmates? We agreed last time, haha? I know you don't usually add followers, but we're in the same school now, so maybe I can come to your class to find you?
[Orange Juice%]: Uh, never mind, let's just add each other on WeChat.
Wait a minute, Cheng Sijie thought seriously, is there any need to add each other on WeChat?
Uh... I hope he doesn't have any feelings for me.
Cheng Sijie stared at the smiling emoji on her phone screen, feeling a chill run down her spine. She closed the chat window, deciding to bury her head in the sand for now.
Forget it, we live in a society governed by law, and we're all in the same school. I doubt he'd have the guts to do it.
A short while later, the phone screen lit up.
[h]: Yes, we're quite familiar with each other, aren't we?
This familiar banter brought back a sense of familiarity for her, reminding her of the playful banter with [h], [sister], [strawberry], and others in the fan group.
...
Her guarded demeanor shows a lack of conscience.
She immediately perked up, "But don't give my WeChat information to just anyone, that's not good. I would never normally add people online."
[h]: ...Host, you're not some stunning beauty. Not that many people would go to meet you in person. The first time we met was because I already knew what you looked like, so I just said hello. Do you think I'm some infatuated, beauty-obsessed fan who's obsessed with you?
Cheng Sijie chuckled sheepishly.
Never mind.
[Orange Juice%]: Hahahaha, I'm saying, give me some face, okay?
"Besides, I'm already pretty. What's wrong with fans based on my looks?" she muttered to herself.
[h]I've been watching her live streams for a long time. Although you can't judge a book by its cover, over the past year, I've not only given her a lot of small gifts, but I've also proactively helped her manage her fan group.
In this world, for some mean people, a small gift may not be worth cherishing, but time and sentiment are indeed precious things that they will not give away easily.
[h] is that kind of familiar stranger to whom you invest money, time, energy, and heart.
Okay, okay, Cheng Sijie thought: Stop overthinking it, let's leave it at that.
Deep down, she didn't want to have too much interaction with [h] in real life. She thought:
This is a very precious online friend of mine. God, please don't let him suddenly turn into a bad person, OK?
Did you hear that, Goddess?
I command you!
Or, if all else fails, I'll beg you on my knees (kneels down gently).
...
As she thought about it, she felt her thoughts drifting away, becoming blurry and distant. She couldn't control her thoughts anymore, and slowly, familiar yet blurry images began to appear...
"Oh, I'm starting to dream." She thought to herself, and then, after an unknown amount of time, she lost consciousness.
The dream was filled with vibrant colors, with vast stretches of endless forests and valleys. She heard the chanting of elves and the tremendous sound of a dragon's wings flapping as it flew by.
Countless bellflowers, like a soft, plush mat, float in a sky so blue it's almost green, like a piece of blue jade, with the texture of an oil painting and the luster of a jewel.
In this Western fantasy dream, everything feels light and airy.
At that moment, a mysterious voice descended from the sky: "Brave Cheng Sijie, you are the chosen one. But don't be afraid, you have a sincere and courageous teammate who, like you, is full of hope for life. Haha, keep it up, I believe you two will work well together..."
Cheng Sijie: Tonics...
In her sleep, her leg suddenly cramped, and she kicked it, but the drowsiness was too strong, causing her to wake up for a moment before falling back asleep.
After turning over, Cheng Sijie relaxed her body, her facial features relaxed, and she fell back into a dream.
the next day,
Cheng Sijie: ...
She sat up with dark circles under her eyes, her pajamas askew and two buttons undone. Last night, she dreamt that Jiang Hui was constantly swaying around, and suddenly a mission descended from heaven. Jiang Hui, a teammate sent by heaven, enthusiastically invited her to escort some treasure. The two fought their way through, finally slaying the demon king with their swords.
Cheng Sijie high-fived her teammate, who had the face of a transfer student, and then cheered.
What kind of bizarre dream is this?
According to Freud and Jung's methods of dream interpretation, could it be that she subconsciously longs to meet her fans in the live stream in real life and then embark on an adventure in another world?
Please, is this really necessary?
While yawning and brushing her teeth angrily, Cheng Sijie thought: This is so frustrating! Can't they just stay online all the time?!
She rode her bicycle and sped all the way to school. Fortunately, all four of her morning classes were taught by teachers with bad tempers. The strict old physics teacher and the nagging chemistry teacher, whom she usually disliked, became kind and approachable because of this. In this atmosphere, it was very difficult to lose focus.
On the podium, the physics teacher was spitting as he wrote mechanics formulas and explained a very difficult, challenging problem.
Below the stage, everyone displayed a variety of expressions. The Sleepy God was doing his practice problems, occasionally raising his eyes, nodding slightly with his eyes closed like a drunken Buddha; Sunglasses King seemed focused, but his eyes were fixed, and it was unclear what he was thinking about.
Yu Lingling racked her brains trying to understand those complicated formulas, feeling her brain completely dry. Ah, sure enough, so tiring (collapses).
She turned her head to see if her deskmate, Cheng Sijie, was also slacking off—
Cheng Sijie spoke with focused eyes and enthusiasm, displaying a warrior-like composure and fortitude. Yu Lingling was quite puzzled by this unfamiliar best friend.
No, what's wrong, my friend?
What's wrong with you all morning? Shouldn't we all agree to take a break, doze off, or secretly pass notes or something?
Yu Lingling scratched her head, looking somewhat puzzled.
Cheng Sijie remained focused throughout the morning, until the last class.
The last class was English. The English teacher walked in, carrying her designer handbag and wearing lipstick, and slammed her workbooks on the table. "I checked ten books, and none of them were finished. I don't usually see you all so patriotic, but why are you all so determined not to compromise with foreigners when it comes to the monthly English exam?"
"Wang He, what are you laughing at?"
Sunglasses Wong slowly stood up. She was tall with long legs and had a rare natural sense of style. Since childhood, she had been dealing with various magazine editors, fashion editors and models in the industry because of her mother. Even when she was called on by the teacher and stood up as punishment, she still had a certain style.
Wang He thought to himself: I just have naturally smiling lips, teacher.
The English teacher was already quite annoyed, but then she caught a glimpse of her cold, indifferent, and slightly broken gaze: "..."
Well, even if this kid doesn't do well in school, it shouldn't prevent him from earning a living in the future.
Why.
The English teacher waved her hand dismissively, "Go stand in the hallway."
Wang He: "Hehe."
I wasn't scolded.
Looking at her lewd classmate and her focused deskmate, Yu Lingling felt a deep sense of the absurdity of the world.
She thought about what happened yesterday with the top student in the honors class, and for once she was lost in thought.
Well... it wasn't a big deal. I just happened to be bumped into, and the other person apologized very politely, asked my name, and said "I'm sorry" in a very blank and shy manner.
He's quite handsome. What's his name again?
His name seems to be Gu Mo.
Yu Lingling was lost in thought and sighing.
Then, the English teacher coughed on the stage and said, "Alright, let's start the train game, a word relay of key words."
Yu Lingling was startled.
Holy crap.
I completely forgot about the chance encounter with a handsome guy.
Although the painful period was long, it eventually came to an end, and I finally made it through this English class.
It was lunchtime.
During lunch break, everyone eats and rests in the classroom. They don't live on campus, but the school provides excellent benefits, with dedicated rest rooms and public study rooms provided free of charge to students who don't want to go home. Therefore, some students from A Middle School can stay at school during lunch break.
Cheng Sijie nudged Yu Lingling's arm. Yu Lingling was secretly playing a game when Cheng Sijie nudged her arm. With lightning speed, Yu Lingling threw her phone into the desk drawer.
Cheng Sijie felt a little apologetic, "Sister, the teacher didn't come."
Yu Lingling glared at her angrily, "What's wrong with you today? You're studying way too seriously. This isn't like you at all."
Cheng Sijie said, "How come this isn't me? Wait, that's not important. Don't you think that transfer student doesn't seem like a good person? He's all mysterious."
Yu Lingling said, "I not only find him mysterious, but I also find him dangerous."
Cheng Sijie got excited, "You think so too?"
The room was quiet, with people rustling around. Even the sounds of turning pages and talking were faint, since it wasn't a proper study session and the discipline was much looser. Even though there were teachers on duty who would come to check on things from time to time, it wasn't very strict.
The two of them didn't seem out of place in the group.
Yu Lingling said solemnly, "Roses always have thorns, and handsome men are always dangerous. Besides, he looks like he's mixed race. Have you ever heard of chaotic evil? This is chaotic evil."
Chaos and evil?
Cheng Sijie: "...Are you out of your mind?"
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