Chapter 161 Extra: High School IF Route (4)
Song Shiyi's eyes widened suddenly, her heart pounding in her chest.
The next second, she pulled her head back a little, creating some distance between them. Looking at the nonchalant smile on his face, she gave him a harmless glare.
This person is teasing her again.
I hate it.
He Jinzhao haphazardly patted her head a couple of times, making her hair a mess, and laughed freely.
"Okay, I'll go change my clothes first. You sit here and wait for a while."
Song Shiyi nodded.
He Jinzhao curled her lips and looked at Si Yue, who was eating melon seeds not far away beside her: "Do you have something to do later?"
Si Yue was caught off guard by the question and instinctively replied, "I'm fine."
"Okay, Xie Lin is coming to dinner with me later, are you coming?"
Si Yue frowned immediately upon hearing those two words. "I'm not going. I get annoyed just seeing him."
He Jinzhao gave her a meaningful look. "Really?"
Si Yue pursed her lips and remained silent.
She was tempted to go, but remembering what she had just witnessed, she became angry and couldn't bring herself to do it.
He Jinzhao seemed to have seen through her thoughts and winked at the girl in front of him.
Song Shiyi shook her head helplessly.
She grew up with He Jinzhao, Si Yue, and Xie Lin.
She and He Jinzhao had been together since birth. When she was five years old, Si Yue and Xie Lin moved in next door to them, and that's how the four of them met.
Like them, Si Yue has known Xie Lin for even longer.
The two have been arguing since they were young, and are considered mortal enemies. They can't stand each other.
They always act as peacemakers in these situations.
Song Shiyi took Si Yue's hand and gently shook it: "Yueyue, come with me, otherwise I won't have anyone to whisper to."
Si Yue thought about it and agreed.
It's not good for Song Shiyi, such a fragrant and soft little cake, to be sandwiched between smelly men.
She's here to save us!
She reluctantly replied, "Okay."
"I'd rather not see that jerk than see him, for your sake."
The footsteps drew closer, and a playful voice reached my ears.
Who are you calling a nuisance?
Xie Lin glanced in her direction, crossed his arms, and said with a half-smile, "You alone?"
Si Yue sneered and immediately mocked, "Oh, Young Master Xie, what's this? You've finally decided to come over?"
Xie Lin smoothed his hair, revealing his delicate eyebrows and eyes. His flirtatious and amorous peach blossom eyes were filled with laughter as he spoke leisurely: "There's nothing I can do, my charm is too great, it's a real problem for me too."
Si Yue: "..."
Damn, what a jerk!
He Jinzhao: "..."
You'd better shut up, or you'll regret it.
Song Shiyi: "..."
I understand Si Yue a little now. If He Jinzhao had the same personality, she might be angry every day too.
Si Yue twitched her lips into a deathly smile: "Get the hell out of here."
Xie Lin spread his hands, looking completely innocent.
He Jinzhao sighed, "Alright, you two stop flirting."
He put his arm around Xie Lin's shoulder and said, "Stop talking nonsense and go change your clothes."
Xie Lin nodded and turned to leave with him.
Si Yue was left completely bewildered, while Song Shiyi waited patiently.
Si Yue stared wide-eyed, pointing at their retreating figures, and asked the girl beside her incredulously, "What did He Jinzhao say?!"
"I was flirting with that jerk?!"
"Is he blind?!"
Si Yueren's face turned red.
Song Shiyi skillfully stroked his hair and said gently, "Don't worry about it, Jinjin might have used the wrong word."
Si Yue snorted and said irritably, "You're really protecting him."
Song Shiyi smiled slightly but said nothing.
Si Yue thought about it carefully, but still felt that something was not right.
She didn't react or refute it, so that's fine.
Xie Lin clearly heard it, so why didn't he refute it?!
Si Yue frowned and fell into deep thought.
Song Shiyi, standing beside her, also had a thoughtful expression.
She gently placed her hand over her heart, her lips pursed, lost in thought.
Hmm, today, I feel strangely charming.
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Class 1, Grade 11.
The bell rang for the start of evening self-study, but the classroom remained as noisy and chaotic as ever.
Only He Jinzhao's figure, slumped over the desk, stood out conspicuously among the messy desks.
As soon as Song Shiyi reached the classroom door, Si Yue grabbed her arm. The girl winked and whispered in her ear, "Yiyi, does He Jinzhao have a bad temper when he wakes up?"
Song Shiyi glanced inside, her gaze landing on her. She nodded, her voice tinged with doubt: "Yeah, what's wrong?"
Si Yue gave a wicked smile and said mysteriously, "How about we make a bet?"
Song Shiyi: "?"
She looked at Si Yue strangely: "What mischief are you up to now?"
Si Yue chuckled and glanced at the person inside.
"You should suddenly wake him up and see if he gets angry."
Song Shiyi was speechless: "He was sleeping soundly, why would I bother him?"
Si Yue said matter-of-factly, "The bell has already rung for class, so everyone has to wake up anyway. Why don't you give it a try?"
Song Shiyi: "..."
That makes perfect sense.
To be honest, Song Shiyi had never tried it.
He Jinzhao has a terrible temper when she wakes up. Once, she called him in the morning and her tone was full of annoyance when he answered. She only calmed down a bit when she heard it was her.
Pulling herself out of her thoughts, she shook her head and smiled, teasingly saying, "I think you just want to see the show, don't you?"
Si Yue smiled and pushed the person into the classroom: "No, no."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two stepped into the classroom and walked to their seats.
Song Shiyi's gaze fell on the quiet boy.
He Jinzhao lay there like he had no bones, his pale wrists resting on the edge of the table, his school uniform collar slipping down a little.
Her hair was slightly disheveled and stuck to her forehead, her eyelids were tightly closed, and she looked incredibly well-behaved, without a trace of her usual arrogant demeanor.
Song Shiyi walked quietly, pulled out her chair and sat down. In the corner of her eye, she saw the boy's steady breathing and his sleeping face so soft it made her heart itch.
She suddenly had a wicked thought. Remembering that she had just washed her hands with cold water in the bathroom, her fingertips were still cool. So she raised her hand and unexpectedly placed it on the back of He Jinzhao's neck.
The moment the icy touch pressed against her wrist, He Jinzhao tightened his grip and grabbed her wrist.
The force was somewhat ruthless, like someone who hadn't woken up yet, squeezing Song Shiyi's wrist until it went slightly numb.
He frowned and looked up, his eyes still red from just waking up.
His gaze swept over in a blur, and the moment he recognized Song Shiyi, the force in his hand instantly dissipated, and his hostility vanished.
He Jinzhao straightened up, grabbed a tissue from the corner of the table with his other hand, and gently wiped Song Shiyi's fingers dry one by one, his movements slow and deliberate, with a touch of arrogance.
He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes brushing against the back of her hand, a soft chuckle escaping his throat, the last syllable rising lazily, carrying a hint of helplessness and indulgence.
"You've really been spoiled."
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