Ever since he confessed everything, both sides didn't know how to define their relationship with each other, and Li Zishan's dependence on him also increased sharply. She especially liked all kinds of physical contact, but it was not contact without bottom line. At most, they would hug and hold hands.
Until today, should we say they were boyfriend and girlfriend? But he had never even kissed a girl on the mouth. If we were to say they were just friends, their physical contact would definitely have far exceeded the scope of ordinary friends.
The girl was like the most fragrant green tea. When he advanced, she retreated. When he retreated, she flirted with him. After pulling and tugging, Chen Tinghan felt like dying, but also a little bit of enjoyment.
He said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Replenishing energy... Let's put it another way, it's weird."
Li Zishan suddenly pinched his waist fiercely, gnashing his teeth and saying shyly, "Your mind is full of weird things!"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Chen Tinghan screamed, squeezing her hand. He didn't dare to struggle, and could only endure it: "I was wrong. I was wearing yellow glasses, so everything I see is yellow. Aaaaaa!"
Li Zishan snorted and spared him, then rubbed the soft flesh on his waist with some heartache and said, "It doesn't hurt, does it?"
"It's a little itchy now."
Li Zishan was silent for a while, then said mischievously, "I heard that people who are ticklish are also afraid of their wives."
"..." Chen Tinghan suddenly became furious. He grabbed her wrist, walked around, and pulled her towards him. Then he unscrupulously rubbed her sweet face like a steamed bun. She didn't resist, but narrowed her eyes and relaxed.
"You really don't need my help?" Chen Tinghan asked.
"No." Li Zishan rubbed his palm with her cheek and said firmly: "Although I am a little tired, the basic arrangements have been made."
Chen Tinghan looked up at the gray-white wall in front of him and said with some concern, "If I want to fill such a large 'canvas', it will take a lot of effort, right?"
"It's not so bad. Wall painting is not like painting on a board or drawing with a pen. If I don't pursue fine details, I can finish the whole wall in two or three days." Li Zishan said proudly, "But since I have already fought for it, I might as well be serious and put more effort into it. So I found some classmates with art background to work with me. If it really doesn't work out, there is always external help.
Even those otakus in the anime club can draw."
"There really are otakus in the anime club?" Chen Tinghan said in surprise. "I thought it had been taken over long ago. Now it's all filled with those... uh, casual guys."
"It was like that last time, but this time, with a new, better president, the atmosphere has changed quite a bit." Li Zishan said happily, "There are still seven days until the opening ceremony of the sports meet, and the interlude performances will be held on the second day, so we still have eight or nine days to prepare, which is more than enough."
"It just so happens that we have this big red curtain to serve as a cover for you. We can quietly give everyone a surprise." Chen Tinghan said.
"Yes." Li Zishan said.
Suddenly, Chen Tinghan looked worried again, because he remembered that one year after this class of students graduated, Haiyi Middle School would undergo a large-scale renovation. The rostrum that had stood since the school was founded would be demolished, and the wall behind it would also be demolished and rebuilt.
He told the girl about this worry, but she smiled and said, "It's okay. The Internet is so developed now. The videos and photos we take can be saved forever. Besides, all the students and teachers who participated in this sports meeting will remember it.
This is a memory that belongs to you, me, and all the students at Haiyi Middle School. As long as I work hard, everyone will remember that back in Haiyi Middle School, Li Zishan, Chen Tinghan, and the entire class of Class 8 prepared this surprise for them. The memory will never fade!"
Chen Tinghan looked at her, his eyes seemed to melt, and he couldn't help but bend down and get close to the girl's rosy lips.
Li Zishan jumped away like a frightened rabbit, stammering, "Not yet."
So, maybe later? Chen Tinghan's Adam's apple moved, and he coughed twice, knowing when to stop. He changed the subject and said, "What about choreography? You may be a master painter, but you can't dance anyway. It would be too embarrassing to do radio gymnastics next to the mural."
Li Zishan's voice suddenly became smaller, and he said unsurely, "Yes, someone helped me."
"Someone? Who?" Chen Tinghan asked in confusion.
"That, that, that person."
"That person?" Chen Tinghan didn't understand her riddle at first, but after a moment he realized that he only knew one expert singer and dancer. "Oh, Wang Jinling?"
"It's her." Li Zishan lowered her head and twisted her fingers.
Speaking of which, she went to see Wang Jinling during evening study that day. Chen Tinghan was very curious about what happened in the student union room and what kind of magical conversation the two had, but he had promised Wang Jinling - or Shi Zirui, that if Li Zishan didn't mention it on her own initiative, he wouldn't ask.
Moreover, Li Zishan didn't even mention it, and now he became inexplicably familiar with that woman, which meant that nothing unpleasant happened that day.
Chen Tinghan couldn't contain his curiosity and decided to ask indirectly: "You have a good relationship with her."
"No, I hate her." Li Zishan pouted. "She's vicious, arrogant, and pretentious. She looks like she came out of a palace drama. I hate her so much."
Li Zishan finished speaking ill of herself, then suddenly lowered her voice and said, "But she's not as bad as I thought. She's really capable and resourceful."
"Yes, um..." Chen Tinghan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master Shanshan, may I give you my evaluation of her?"
Li Zishan squinted at him and said, "Please do as you please."
That is, he couldn’t say it, so Chen Tinghan wisely kept his mouth shut.
"She really helped me a lot and made the choreography as simple and easy to understand as possible, so I am very grateful to her."
Chen Tinghan suddenly laughed and said, "That woman never does anything without getting anything in return. Now she has helped you. If she doesn't say anything, then in the future she will definitely take back what she gave you with interest from the place you least expected, when you least want it."
"Yes! I'm mentally prepared." The girl nodded vigorously and said, "If it doesn't work, you can help me deal with her."
"Okay, I'm familiar with dealing with her."
As they were talking, Li Zishan suddenly looked at Chen Tinghan, his eyes moving like water waves, and said, "I just don't want to lose to her."
Chen Tinghan bent down slightly, hugged her, buried his head in her hair, and unscrupulously absorbed the fragrance from her body: "I also want to replenish my energy."
Behind the empty curtain, the boy and girl embraced each other passionately. She was shy, but instead of pushing him away, she stroked his head.
Li Zishan knew what he was carrying and how much pressure he was under. Just a little bit would be fine, as long as it could bring him a little comfort.
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