Haiyi Middle School, after school, at dusk.
There was only one person in the student union room. Wang Jinling crossed her legs. There was dinner for two and two cups on the table. This was a deliberate arrangement. She calculated the time. Although the boy had been missing for the past two days, he should come to see her today.
Where and how to meet are both important. After much thought, school is the most suitable place. It is the most familiar place, safe for both parties, and can best demonstrate sincerity.
Just looking at the table full of food, she suddenly laughed at herself. This was a bit deliberate, neither grand nor light, which was really ridiculous. She didn't know if it was the memories from her hazy dreams that were playing tricks on her.
She drank all the water in the cup, then turned it over and traced the wall of the cup with her slender index finger, letting it roll around. Beneath her bored movements, no one knew what deep thoughts were hidden, or what kind of considerations were brewing in them.
After a while, she picked up her phone and dialed the man's number.
The boy didn't speak, only his barely perceptible breathing confirmed his presence. Wang Jinling didn't care. She whispered, "Let me sing you a song, a song for no one."
He immediately hung up the phone, got up and went out, and no one knew where he went.
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Chen Tinghan looked at the busy phone with a frown, somewhat confused.
Three days later, he returned to school and indeed went straight to Wang Jinling. They had a tacit understanding with each other. She knew he would come, and he knew where she was... He should have known, but now Chen Tinghan was not sure. He could not figure out the meaning of the short riddle on the phone.
But soon, Wang Jinling gave the answer.
Haiyi Middle School has an on-campus radio station, which is managed by a special student club. Every time after school, some songs will be selected and the whole school can hear these carefully selected melodies. In the past, they would choose some gentle or light tunes, followed by love songs, pop songs, and a small number of famous songs handed down from generation to generation. But today the situation is a little different.
Before the song was finished, the singing voice on the radio was drowned out by the voices of people. The female student at the radio station said with a trembling voice, "Next, we would like to invite a senior student from the third year of high school to sing a song for us."
Many students looked up in confusion, not knowing what the performance was about. Some of them had studied here for two or three years and had no impression that someone would perform this show.
Then a familiar melody entered Chen Tinghan's ears. The prelude resounded throughout the campus. After thirty seconds, a clear and bright female voice sang the first line of lyrics.
"Forgive me for this one."
“A song not written for anyone.”
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The tone of a person's voice when speaking is slightly different from that when singing. At first, the students did not recognize who the singer was, or in fact not many people had a direct conversation with that person. But soon, a piece of information spread throughout the campus through the Internet and school forums.
The singer is Wang Jinling.
Chen Tinghan was standing by the road when he heard a student carrying a backpack passing by and asked in confusion, "What song is this? I've never heard it before. Could it be the original work of our school beauty?"
His head buzzed instantly, and his broken hand twitched.
Chen Tinghan opened the search engine on his mobile phone and entered the song title, and the results were... all kinds of irrelevant replies. He searched again in the music software, and this time the answer he got was none.
Nothing, a song not written for anyone, a song that does not belong to this era.
This song is from 2015.
Soon the singing stopped, and cheers and praises came from every corner of the school. Chen Tinghan felt unbearable pain in his head, and he almost fell down while holding up his head. It took him almost half a minute to barely open his eyes and move towards the radio station.
He still had some sanity left. He could hear some mistakes in the lyrics and melody, and he had only sung half of the song. The situation might not be as bad as he thought. He couldn't collapse now. The negotiations hadn't started yet, and he still had cards in his hand.
Just as Chen Tinghan dragged himself to the radio station on the playground, a car drove up from the other end of the road and passed by him. Chen Tinghan recognized that it was Shi Zirui's car, and Wang Jinling might be in it.
The car was several body lengths away from him, and the car moved as much as he moved, which also illustrates the problem.
As if seeing that he understood what he meant, the car accelerated and drove away from the school. When he turned back, walked down the long slope and walked out of the school gate, he could find that the car was heading towards the corner. After a while, Chen Tinghan opened the car door on a relatively sparsely populated section of the road.
However, Chen Tinghan did not get in, but stood outside the car door with an expressionless face.
Wang Jinling looked up at him, smiled, and said, "My defenseless look is rarely seen by others. Even I'm not so shameless as to want to be stared at by so many eyes while I'm washing up."
"You're right, I can come back later." Chen Tinghan said.
"You are an exception." Wang Jinling said, moving closer into the car to make room for him.
Chen Tinghan sat down, then sneered and said, "Don't talk nonsense like that. You're never defenseless. Everything you do in front of others is carefully planned and has a clear purpose. Weakness, smiles, anger, everything."
Wang Jinling said with a half-smile, "Then please tell me clearly what my purpose is in appearing before you like this?"
Chen Tinghan remained silent.
At this moment, she was not only defenseless, but even extremely provocative. She took off her school uniform jacket, revealing her slightly transparent short-sleeved school uniform shirt that was soaked with water. Her shoes and socks were also taken off and placed aside. Perhaps it was because the car lights were dim, but under the reflection, her skin actually revealed a texture similar to ivory, white, smooth and extremely soft.
He picked up a towel and wiped it over her body, even reaching under her clothes to wipe away the sweat. After wiping her whole body, he changed to a clean cloth and climbed up her beautiful, white, and straight legs, and her five jade-like toes.
Wang Jinling found his gaze fixed on her face amusing and whispered, "Today, the Youth League Committee organized an event. I'm wrapped in a stuffy school uniform, so I'm bound to sweat. Talking to people in such a confined space while stinking is not respectful."
Chen Tinghan really wanted to follow her words and mock her, but his nose just couldn't hold back, and what he smelled unconsciously was not a pungent odor, but an indescribable smell full of sensual temptation.
She said, "I made a fool of myself on the radio, but I think my singing is okay, right?"
"..." Chen Tinghan closed his eyes, and after a lot of thoughts, he decided to go straight to the point and said, "I won our bet."
Wang Jinling kept smiling and asked, "Where is Zhang Keqi now?"
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