Chapter 92 Softness
"Fang Qizhou... won't kiss me anymore..."
The touch of rosy red that the girl had applied after the meal was now smudged and faded by him, revealing the original delicate pink beneath. As their breaths mingled, she could taste the cool mint residue on her lips, mixed with the sweet scent of her lipstick, all of which he had swept away.
Fang Qizhou lowered his head and gently rubbed her slightly swollen lips with his thumb. The movement was casual, yet it carried a sense of unfulfilled possessiveness.
...I can't get enough of kissing him.
Zhu Fan looked up and saw that his thin lips were stained with her color, a red that seemed ambiguous. She reached out to wipe it away, but he grabbed her wrist. He leaned closer, his gaze level with hers, his Adam's apple bobbing as his voice became hoarse, like sandpaper: "Fan Bao, I love you."
The love seemed not to have come from his lips, but rather from the depths of his throat, burning hot, and imprinted on her forehead. Zhu Fan felt a tremor in her heart, and a tingling sensation crept up her spine and spread throughout her body.
She cupped his face in her hands, looked into his carefree, smiling eyes, and replied without hesitation, "I love you too."
Her fingertips tightened unconsciously, and Zhu Fan's voice was absolutely domineering and possessive, "We will always be together, Fang Qizhou. In this life, you can only love me."
Fang Qizhou chuckled softly, his chest heaving, and the reckless spirit in his eyes radiated like sunlight piercing through dark clouds. He leaned close to her ear, his breath hot, and each word struck her heart: "My body and soul, everything I have, belongs to you, and will only ever belong to you."
Zhu Fan's eyelashes trembled slightly as she gazed at his upturned lips, feeling as if even the very bones in her body were being softened by those words.
"Fang Qizhou, how come you're so good at this?" She poked his chest with her fingertip. "Tell me honestly, where did you learn all this?"
But inside, she was screaming: This man is ridiculously handsome. His smile was alluring and incredibly sexy, making her nerve endings tremble.
—She's almost been seduced by Fang Qizhou.
Fang Qizhou rested his chin on her shoulder, rubbing it lazily, his deep, magnetic voice saying, "Self-taught."
"You're really great."
Zhu Fan deliberately dragged out the last syllable, as if coaxing a three-year-old child.
Fang Qizhou turned his head and lightly bit her earlobe, leaving a slight tingling sensation. Zhu Fan shrank back, glared at him, but her eyes were so soft they could ripple with tears.
“From now on, you’re not allowed to bother me,” she said, breaking free from his embrace, taking his hand, and pointing to a bench a few steps away. “Let’s enjoy the sun.”
She hoped the sunshine would dispel Fang Qizhou's chill and make him feel warm and cozy.
Only when a person's heart is soft can they become soft towards the world.
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The bell rang for the last class of the afternoon.
The teacher had barely finished announcing the end of class when the classroom was still filled with the scratching of pens on paper. Many students were still engrossed in writing, trying to solve one more problem before leaving.
Zhu Wan looked up from her workbook and happened to see the setting sun shining obliquely into the classroom through the window. The golden-red light pierced through the glass, casting warm spots of light on the desks. She squinted at the sudden light, but couldn't bear to close her eyes completely.
it's beautiful.
"Thud—"
The sound of a pen being slammed onto the table brought Zhu Wan back to her senses, and she turned to look at her deskmate.
The glaring sunlight clearly made Wu Xi even more irritable. She roughly tore off a piece of draft paper, crumpled it into a ball, and shoved it deep into her desk drawer. Noticing Zhu Wan's gaze, she instinctively covered her notebook with her hand, her tone sharp: "What, trying to copy my homework?"
Zhu Wan pursed her lips slightly, feeling unfamiliar and at a loss regarding Wu Xi's sudden hostility. When she first transferred to Gefei Middle School, Wu Xi was the first person to show her kindness, showing her around the campus and introducing her to her classmates.
She has always cherished this friendship.
But after returning from the National Day holiday, Wu Xi's attitude suddenly turned cold.
Zhu Wan didn't want to maintain this delicate and awkward way of getting along anymore. "I didn't mean to copy your homework."
Wu Xi glanced at the problem on Zhu Wan's draft paper, a problem she herself had struggled to solve, now filled with clear solution steps. A nameless anger surged within her—in her eyes, Zhu Wan's gaze was full of smugness and mockery.
"So you're showing off that you solved this problem?" Wu Xi sneered. "Is solving it something to be proud of? Stop being so smug."
Her pen tip pierced the pristine white draft paper, leaving a deep ink dot.
Before Zhu Wan transferred to the class, she was always the top student, consistently ranking first. But now, she couldn't beat this transfer student from the countryside in any weekly test. In the last monthly exam, Zhu Wan even broke into the top ten in the grade, surprising the entire class.
What makes a country bumpkin from an unknown village so special?
Zhu Wan was the biological daughter that the Zhu family had found in the countryside, a fact known to everyone in the school. It was said that as soon as she returned, she stole the affection of the entire family and even used underhanded means to drive the adopted daughter, Zhu Ci, out of the Zhu family.
Wu Xi scoffed inwardly: What kind of innocent girl is she? She's clearly a scheming green tea b*tch. She really misjudged her back then.
She stuffed her books and exam papers into her bag, refusing to acknowledge the surging jealousy within her. She didn't want to look at Zhu Wan's feigned innocent face any longer.
Zhu Wan gently tugged at Wu Xi's sleeve, trying to make one last effort: "Wu Xi, can you tell me what I did that upset you?"
"Don't touch me!" Wu Xi abruptly shook off her hand.
The students who hadn't left the classroom all looked up at them.
Zhu Wan's hand froze in mid-air before slowly falling down.
Wu Xi's voice was clear and harsh: "Zhu Wan, let me tell you the truth, I hate you to death now. I only hung out with you in the first place because I pitied you for not having any friends when you first transferred here. From now on, don't bother me anymore, we're no longer friends."
Seeing the hurt flash in Zhu Wan's eyes, Wu Xi felt a surge of pleasure and added, "I regret being friends with someone like you. I'll go ask the teacher to change my seat tomorrow."
She didn't want to sit at the same table as Zhu Wan for another second.
Wu Xi strode over to Shu Jing's seat, glancing out of the corner of her eye to see that Zhu Wan had already put away her hurt expression and was quietly working on her test paper. This discovery made her even more annoyed—just a moment ago she looked sad, and in the blink of an eye she had accepted the fact that they were no longer friends.
Sure enough, she didn't consider me a real friend at all.
"Why does she think I can't solve that problem? Does her solution mean it's correct?" Wu Xi complained to Shu Jing.
Shu Jing put down her pen and watched Wu Xi and Zhu Wan break up. She secretly felt smug: "Okay, don't be angry. I'll treat you to milk tea."
As Wu Xi and Shu Jing's laughter faded into the distance, Zhu Wan slowly put down her pen.
Lin Zhenzhen took the scratch paper from Zhu Wan's table—
This was the solution she had passed to Zhu Wan during class, asking her to write down the solution. She looked at Zhu Wan, who was sitting quietly in her seat, and patted her shoulder: "Don't be sad. Even if she doesn't want to play with you, you still have me."
"We've been in class for so long, we're starving! Let's go get something good to eat."
The girl's chubby hands tucked the draft paper into Zhu Wan's desk drawer, her smile warm.
Zhu Wan got up from her seat.
Lin Zhenzhen affectionately took her arm: "You're so nice, I'd feel like I'm missing out if I didn't become friends with you."
Zhu Wan knew Lin Zhenzhen was comforting her. Although she was still sad, Wu Xi had made her point so clearly—
She hates her.
Since that's the case, she won't insist anymore.
Seeing that her mood had improved, Lin Zhenzhen immediately started complaining about today's math problems with a bitter face: "Today's problems were too hard..."
The two chatted as they walked toward the school's dessert shop.
Zhu Wan ordered a colorful blueberry, raspberry, and banana yogurt bowl. Lin Zhenzhen followed suit and ordered the same yogurt bowl, plus a delicate triangular cake.
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