Chapter 33
Given how embarrassing and awkward our conversation had been that day, I simply stopped paying attention to Wu Qi.
He was acting all respectable when we met just now, saying things like "I want to be your boyfriend~", what a hypocrite.
He's still the same old stinky guy.
With a little time left that day, I sat down at my desk and decided to do a set of integrated science practice questions. The teachers suggested doing them subject by subject, but I preferred to work through them from beginning to end, one question at a time.
When I looked up again, it was already evening.
I looked up from the exam paper, feeling a bit tired, so I took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and went out onto the balcony to get some fresh air.
The balcony hasn't been cleaned since it snowed; there are footprints on it, so Wu Qi must have come by occasionally.
I brushed the snow off the handrail and placed my hand on it.
The cold wind is always biting.
Two sparrows hopped on the power lines outside the window, seemingly unfazed by the cold, looking down at the hurried passersby under the streetlights.
A drunkard was sitting on the stairs in the distance, singing a terrible tune that was impossible to understand. The trash cans downstairs had been ransacked again, and who knows what good stuff they found.
Most people in the world see this kind of life—a life that is often described as ordinary.
From the initial weariness of coming to the mortal world, to now, even in this scene, I feel a touch of nostalgia.
never mind.
I comforted myself by saying that there was plenty of time left anyway.
I didn't go to see Wu Qi for the next few days. After finishing my schoolwork, I threw myself into the job at the Matchmaker Temple, running around everywhere for three short days.
Occasionally, Wu Qi would call me out for a meal. He would stand downstairs wrapped in a scarf, by a snowdrift, his face pale from the cold. His eyes would sweep over me as I came downstairs, then look away, and every day there would be a new teasing remark.
Occasionally, I would banter with the silly kids in Class 5 on WeChat, and soon it was time for the first day of school.
Outside the school, the sky was a blinding white, while inside, only wails of agony could be heard.
"I don't want to go back to school!!"
"Shout louder, shout it in the broadcasting room, and see if the head of the teaching department can move heaven and earth and extend New Year's Day by seven days." Tian Qingqing scolded Li Guangheng while copying his homework.
Li Guangheng said, "Seven days later is probably my seventh day after death, so I'll take a damn day off."
"Is nobody worried about the final exams?" Meng Xiaoqiong asked, organizing the papers. "It feels like there are only a few days left before the exams, and I'm one day closer to proving that I'm an idiot."
Tian Qingqing squinted at me: "Look at Sister Yue, she's practically ready to rule the universe."
I chuckled softly.
Dominating the universe? That's what Western gods worry about. What does it have to do with us Eastern gods?
Is it related to studying abroad...? Hahaha.
"—Hey!"
"What are you grinning about?" Wu Qi appeared behind me without my noticing, and ruffled my hair with a large hand. "Have you had breakfast?"
I composed myself and said, "I ate some meat buns downstairs, and the filling was even more than last time."
Wu Qi threw his schoolbag on the seat. "Grandpa Roubao won 1,000 in the lottery yesterday. He said it was a good omen for the New Year, so he slaughtered the pig in his house."
Me: "...Isn't anyone speaking up for pigs?"
As we talked, no one noticed the silence that had fallen around us.
It wasn't until one of us noticed something was wrong that we realized they were all staring at us as if they'd seen a ghost.
Meng Xiaoqiong raised her hand first and asked, "Um...you two made up?"
Tian Qingqing quickly pushed her: "Don't talk nonsense, don't remind them..."
I was utterly speechless: "What reminder?"
Tian Qingqing's voice trailed off: "Just a reminder... you two... are still... still having a cold war... about this..."
I gave a wry smile.
These idiots think Wu Qi and I are still on bad terms.
I lowered my eyes: "We...we've made up."
I don't want to be pretentious, but I don't even need to look in the mirror to know that my lips are already pouting to the heavens.
"Ugh—" Li Guangheng warmed up the mood, "It's good that they've made up. You guys have no idea what happened when I saw them on New Year's Day. I didn't even realize what was happening for thirty seconds before I went over to greet them. After that, I didn't dare say a word. I kept telling myself that I'm the class monitor and I can't ruin my classmates' relationship, while I was also trying my best to suppress my gossipy mouth..."
Tian Qingqing: "Class monitor, you're so selfless. I'll never say anything about you again."
Li Guangheng: "You should have realized this a long time ago."
The group started making a ruckus again until the guy with the long face appeared, which finally calmed us down.
As the end of the semester approaches, the teacher will inevitably say in every class, "Listen carefully to this part, it will definitely be on the final exam."
For these students, the winter final exams seem to be more stressful than the summer final exams, as if they are related to the Lunar New Year and the unpleasant faces of their relatives.
There are also more self-study periods now, and if you encounter a problem you don't understand in class, you can go directly to the teacher's office to ask.
It's estimated that only in situations like this can we see a scene where "the homeroom teacher is not in the classroom, but the classroom is peaceful and harmonious."
Except for Meng Xiaoqiong.
Li Guangheng's gossipy mouth, which he had been suppressing, was now attached to her. He didn't wait a single day; he was pinching my arm during class.
"How did you make up?"
I stopped writing and glanced at her.
She then asked, "So what is your relationship now?"
I got into a playful mood and teased her, "What do you think?"
Meng Xiaoqiong remained silent for a long time: "Did Wu Qi really get such a big advantage?"
"Am I getting a great deal?"
"No...you're not cheap..."
Just then, a voice rang out from behind: "So I'm getting a great deal?"
Meng Xiaoqiong: "..."
She was scared.
She never dared to ask again.
Meng Xiaoqiong almost bit her tongue off. She clasped her hands together and said, "Best wishes, 99. Um, I suddenly realized that I don't seem to know how to do this physics problem. I need to ask the teacher."
Then, under the watchful eyes of me and Wu Qi, she took away a set of English test papers.
After I finished laughing, I looked at Wu Qi and said, "You're just trying to scare her."
"So you're playing the good guy now?" Wu Qi twirled his pen, looking sullen. "Gossiping about me."
A long, narrow face peeked out from the back door. I immediately turned my head back, pretending to stretch my neck, and pinched the back of my neck.
After making sure the person had left, I turned around and said, "This is concern. Do you even understand the little acts of care and warmth that come from the mortal world?"
Wu Qi stared at me with his eyes downcast, and after a long while, he chuckled.
He propped his arms on the table, his shoulders bulging, and leaned close to my ear, saying, "So, when did the little deity in heaven start to be afraid of the headmaster?"
"..."
My face flushed red instantly.
How embarrassing!
When did my matchmaker become afraid of the headmaster?!
Aren't you afraid I'll make sure he can't find a partner for eight hundred lifetimes?!
Wu Qi was observing my every move from behind, little did he know that if he uttered a single word about me, my fist would be slapped across his face.
To my surprise, he didn't say anything, but his slightly cold fingertips poked my face.
"He's becoming more and more like a human being."
I:"……"
I:"?"
This doesn't seem like a compliment.
When the bell rang, the classroom suddenly became noisy and lively, as if the heavy, lifeless atmosphere of the final exams had been released through a window of cool air conditioning.
I looked up: "What happened?"
"What else happened, Sister Yue?" Xu Feng came from the back of the classroom and leaned on Wu Qi's shoulder. "The last PE class of the semester—what happened?"
That's a big deal.
Physical education class is already quite a big deal for these high school students, let alone the last PE class of the semester. Without a doubt, many high school students rely on this class to get through these next few days.
But it's so cold outside...
I think I'll just stay in class and doze off.
Xu Feng: "Let's go, Brother Qi."
Wu Qi stared at me from behind, not reacting for a long time. Finally, he answered, sounding rather reluctant: "Ah."
After everyone in the classroom had left, I noticed Wu Qi still hadn't made a move, so I asked him, "Are you fooling the idiots again..."
“Ah Yue”.
He suddenly called me by my nickname, and I immediately froze, thinking something big was about to happen.
He said, "Come watch me play ball."
They seemed indifferent, but their eyes were shining brightly.
I was stunned by his gaze. "...I don't understand."
I don't understand why several people would fight over a ball.
Wu Qi said calmly, "You don't need to understand."
Squeak—
The sound of the last row of chairs scraping against the floor was shrill and piercing. Before I could react, Wu Qi grabbed my hoodie and yanked me out of my seat.
"???"
"Oh no..."
I was so dizzy from being pulled that I bumped into his ramblings, my head plunging into his arms, where he then spun my head 180 degrees... I'm not the matchmaker, I'm a ballet dancer.
I was shoved out of the classroom, and Wu Qi leaned close to my ear and said, "Look, I'm enough for you."
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