The soft light gently sprinkled on the desk, adding a touch of warmth to this quiet study time. Shang Zitan sat next to Feng Qingyao, his figure appearing particularly tall and reliable under the light.
He lowered his eyes and stared intently at Feng Qingyao's physics exercise book, as if the whole world was condensed on that thin piece of paper.
Whenever he encountered a difficult problem, Shang Zitan's brows would be slightly furrowed, forming a charming wrinkle, but soon, his eyes would become sharp and keen, as if he could instantly see through the essence of the problem.
He picked up the pen and quickly sketched on the paper, explaining each step clearly and thoroughly, as if he was opening doors to wisdom for Feng Qingyao.
Under Shang Zitan's careful guidance, Feng Qingyao's originally nervous mood gradually relaxed, and her eyes were filled with confidence and vitality again.
She listened carefully to Shang Zitan's explanation, sometimes showing an expression of sudden enlightenment, and sometimes laughing happily.
She felt very relaxed with Monk Zitan...
When he finished teaching her the last question, it was getting dark outside. They packed up their things and left the library.
In the bustling city, lights are on in every corner. The originally deserted streets are now a little more lively, with all kinds of street vendors coming out.
Those who have worked hard all day happily pried open a bottle of ice-cold beer and enjoyed it while eating barbecue.
As night fell and street lights flickered, Feng Qingyao and Shang Zitan stepped into the familiar shop, and a warm and tempting fragrance instantly filled their noses.
She walked to the counter with ease, her eyes wandering over the dazzling array of oden ingredients: fish balls, tofu, konjac noodles, kelp knots...each one seemed to beckon her, inviting her to try.
Feng Qingyao curled up the corner of her mouth into a smile, and she had already made a choice in her heart.
"Boss, I want this, and that..."
She pointed at the ingredients she liked and said to the owner. The owner nodded with a smile, then expertly picked up the ingredients with chopsticks and placed them in the boiling soup pot.
"Shang Zitan, this is okay, you can try it."
"Uh-huh."
After they finished picking, they put them in a bowl and handed it to the boss.
After a while, a pot of steaming and fragrant oden appeared in front of the two.
Feng Qingyao picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up a fish ball, and put it into her mouth. At that moment, the deliciousness of the fish ball and the mellowness of the soup base blended perfectly, as if dancing a happy dance on the tip of her tongue.
Feng Qingyao closed her eyes and savored the delicious food. She felt a warm current flow from her throat into her heart, taking away the fatigue and coldness of the day.
Shang Zitan picked up a bamboo stick and gently made a meatball with smooth and natural movements.
He put the meatball into his mouth. At that moment, his eyes lit up slightly, as if he was amazed by its delicious taste. He chewed it carefully, savoring the tenderness and juiciness inside the meatball, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Shang Zitan didn't eat fast, but he didn't eat slowly either. He seemed to enjoy every bite.
As the number of meatballs in the bowl dwindled, Shang Zitan's lips curled up even higher. As the last meatball entered his mouth, he licked his lips gently, as if savoring the final delicious taste.
Then he picked up a tissue and wiped his hands. His handsomeness and satisfaction seemed to make him even more dazzling.
They didn't speak during the meal, just ate in silence. But when their eyes met, a hint of static flashed in the air.
When Feng Qingyao was about to reach the door of her house, Shang Zitan left.
This is... the second time he has sent me home.
But Feng Qingyao's mother was watching the scene not far away from upstairs.
"What's your relationship with the boy who just sent you here?"
As soon as I arrived, I received a question from my mother.
"He is my classmate."
Feng Qingyao was about to go back to her room after answering, but was stopped by her mother. Because her mother was facing away from her, she could not see the expression on her mother's face.
"Will your classmates take you home?"
"Tell me honestly, are you in love?"
"No."
Feng Qingyao didn't want to answer her controlling mother at all, but she answered anyway.
"Feng Qingyao, I told you. Don't get emotional when you shouldn't be while studying. Your current task is to study hard and get into a good university. Only by getting into a good university can you find a good job."
"Do you understand? I'm not trying to force you. Everything I do is for your own good. You have to understand my painstaking efforts."
Feng Qingyao looked at her mother coldly. Didn't she force her? Didn't she? She did. When she was sick and getting an injection, she wasn't concerned about her own health, but was worried about her grades that would drop because of the leave.
When she did well on her exams, she would show off to others, wishing the whole world would know. Her mother never cared about her, and all she talked about most was her grades.
She couldn't live the way they wanted her to. Others said she was very obedient and good. It was all because of this woman's numbness day after day that she was forced into this state.
Growing up, she was forced to accept their ideas. Her father would only speak up for her mother, as if they were from the same family.
"I see……"
Feng Qingyao said this like a puppet, then went into the room, took out her diary and started writing.
During the college entrance examination...
As the bell rang, signaling the end of the last exam, the entire campus seemed shrouded in a subtle atmosphere.
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