Chapter 160 Extra: High School IF Route (3)
As Song Shiyi gazed at that dazzling figure, her heart pounded wildly, like a rabbit trapped in its shell.
So handsome...
Her gaze was fixed on him, and she couldn't look away.
He Jinzhao seems to possess a kind of magic, always able to easily capture everyone's attention, yet he himself seems completely oblivious to it.
Si Yue, who was standing next to her, reached out and grabbed her arm. Seeing her dazed look, she couldn't help but shake her: "What are you daydreaming about? Come on, let's go deliver water to our class's hero."
Song Shiyi followed her gaze and saw that He Jinzhao and the others were surrounded by a group of girls. She hesitated for a moment.
Maybe we should wait.
There are so many people, it feels like we can't even squeeze in.
Si Yue also witnessed the scene, which resembled a fan meeting, and was unusually speechless.
"Um... how about we just forget about it?"
"With so many people, they probably don't need us."
Si Yue looked at Xie Lin, who was surrounded in the middle, and muttered, "He's so happy."
Song Shiyi nodded quickly, secretly relieved.
As soon as He Jinzhao sat down on the bench in the rest area, he was surrounded by a crowd.
He was already extremely impatient, but his good upbringing allowed him to suppress his irritation.
His brows furrowed slightly, and his tone was flat and detached, revealing little emotion.
"Excuse me, I'm a little tired. Can I rest for a bit?"
When the girls heard their idol speak, their cheeks flushed with excitement, and they immediately took a few steps back to make room for him.
He Jinzhao breathed a slight sigh of relief and glanced up to see the figure sitting motionless in the audience.
Song Shiyi was resting her chin on her hand, looking at him with a gossipy expression that seemed to be watching a good show. Her appearance was incredibly annoying.
He Jinzhao was so angry that he laughed.
While other girls were scrambling to bring him water and curry favor, hoping to get his attention, she just sat there watching the show.
All those years of suffering were for nothing.
Okay, that's really good.
You're not coming, are you? Then go there yourself.
He Jinzhao picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After exercising, his fair cheeks had a healthy blush, and he had lost his usual roguishness and gained a youthful air.
He got up and walked towards the audience seats.
He Jinzhao casually scratched the messy stray hairs on his forehead, his expression still indifferent, but he didn't stop walking until he stood in front of Song Shiyi.
"!!!"
Si Yue glanced at the two of them, then silently took two steps back to the side, switching into "watching the drama unfold" mode.
She said it herself.
Someone simply couldn't resist.
As soon as Song Shiyi saw He Jinzhao appear, he instantly became the focus of the entire room, with countless eyes falling on him.
She blinked and asked with concern, "Aren't you going to rest for a bit?"
He Jinzhao casually rested his hands on the railing, his posture relaxed, his chin slightly raised, his eyebrows slightly lifted, his voice deep and pleasant, with a touch of nonchalance.
"Song Shiyi, you did a great job."
Song Shiyi: "?"
What's wrong with her?
The girl tilted her head, her clear eyes filled with confusion.
He Jinzhao moved closer to her, looking somewhat unhappy. He opened his hands, palms facing up.
Where is my water?
His gaze was fixed on her face, his eyes filled with a hint of grievance, and his voice carried a hint of gritted teeth.
"My brother is going to get angry."
"Huh?...Oh."
"Wait a moment."
Song Shiyi snapped out of her daze, quickly picked up a bottle of water from the side, and gently placed it in his palm.
Her fingertips accidentally touched his warm palm, and the scalding temperature felt like an electric current, instantly coursing through her body and creating ripples in her heart.
She jerked her hand back as if electrocuted, hiding it quietly behind her back in a corner where no one could see, gently stroking her fingertips, where his warmth seemed to still linger.
As people watched this scene, they began to whisper among themselves.
"No? I sense a hint of ambiguity."
"It's normal, it's normal. Everyone, calm down. We're used to it."
"People from your school probably don't know, but these two childhood sweethearts are the famous golden couple of our school."
"Don't let her gentle appearance fool you, she's got amazing grades."
"He tied for first place in the grade with He Jinzhao in this monthly exam, that's awesome."
"Forget about grades, his looks are just as good, not inferior at all, okay?"
"That's true. Song Shiyi is indeed beautiful, but no one dares to pursue her."
"Why?"
"Oh, He Jinzhao will beat them to a pulp."
"...That's a bit exaggerated and mysterious."
Although those people said that, they all fell silent when they saw the way He Jinzhao looked at Song Shiyi.
Because it's hardly an innocent case.
He Jinzhao unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back, and took a few big gulps.
He slightly raised his chin, revealing his smooth neck, and the bobbing Adam's apple carried the hormonal scent of someone who had just finished exercising, making him inexplicably alluring.
Song Shiyi stared so intently that she forgot to blink.
After He Jinzhao finished drinking the water, he looked down and met her bright, sparkling eyes. Seeing her silly expression, he raised his smooth jawline slightly and lifted his eyebrows.
A faint smile played at the corners of his lips, his dark eyes reflecting her figure, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.
"Tsk, snapping out of it."
Song Shiyi then realized that she had been so engrossed in watching him. Upon hearing his voice, her body trembled violently, and her ears instantly turned bright red, as if they had been stained with rouge.
"Who...who was looking at you?"
Her voice was barely audible, and the blush on her face hadn't faded yet. When she spoke, there was a hint of coquettishness in her words.
He Jinzhao chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest transmitting through the air, making it particularly alluring.
"You've been with me since you were old enough to understand things, don't I know you well enough?"
"You're lying to your brother?"
Song Shiyi turned her face away, not daring to look at him. Her fingers, hanging at her sides, curled up nervously, and a faint blush spread across her neck, which was half-hidden under her long hair.
She bit her lower lip, too nervous to say a word, so she simply pursed her lips and pretended not to hear.
He Jinzhao's forehead was still covered with fine beads of sweat. As he looked at Song Shiyi's embarrassed appearance, his eyes gradually darkened and became deep.
The next second, he beckoned to her with his finger.
Song Shiyi subconsciously leaned towards him, instantly closing the distance between them.
The heat emanating from him had not yet dissipated, and his unique scent lingered around his nose.
He Jinzhao leaned down slightly, close to her ear, and the wisps of hair on her forehead gently brushed against her cheek, the faint fragrance of camellias lingering in her hair.
Warm breath brushed against her earlobe, carrying a heart-fluttering tickle, and a clear yet deep magnetic voice rang in her ear, with a hint of teasing and tenderness.
"Suitable for small hours."
He chuckled softly, the last syllable lingering, sending shivers down one's spine.
"Do you even know what you're like right now?"
"How delicate she is—"
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