"No one has ever used the word 'gentle' to describe me."
His smile deepened, and he reached out to touch her face. His hand hesitated for a few seconds, hovering in the air. The next second, he tiptoed closer, his soft cheek brushing against hers, his gentle voice almost touching hers, "There are countless words to describe you..."
Chen Wenzhi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and hummed in response. He couldn't help but smile. When his hand touched a soft mass of flesh, he didn't dare to speak. He gently pinched it and then tried to pull back.
Ying Qian struggled to suppress her secret joy, her lips curling into a half-smile. She didn't dare to meet his gaze, and simply reached out to press his hand down.
His blushing face, illuminated by the flickering light, was even more intriguing, especially to a dull girl like Ying Qian…
However, she didn't want Chen Wenzhi to like her.
So she moved her hand away and withdrew her face. The cool touch of his fingertips lingered on her cheek—a strange sensation. But she still regretted teasing Chen Wenzhi!
"Wear more clothes tomorrow, it'll get colder," Ying Qian kindly reminded him.
Chen Wenzhi gave an OK sign. "Got it, thanks."
"I mainly don't want you to catch a cold too."
Chen Wenzhi chuckled softly, looking at her with gentle eyes as she laughed.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the residential compound, she waved goodbye after exchanging only a few words and rushed inside.
Chen Wen stood still, his eyes shimmering with tears. Her silhouette remained in his mind's eye until it grew smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely. Only then did he feel at ease and turn back towards home.
*
"You're back?" Zhao Fenfen heard the door open and slowly walked out of the kitchen.
Chen Wenzhi nodded, a faint smile on his face.
"Your cousin is coming over this Saturday. I'm away on a business trip, so could you look after her for me?" the woman said, peeling an orange.
Chen Wenzhi said "Oh" without reacting, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, went to his room to get his clothes, and then rushed into the bathroom.
Zhao Fenfen was left alone in distress. What should she do now that her son had grown up and no longer communicated with his elderly mother?
The sound of running water filled the bathroom. Chen Wenzhi lay in the fish tank with his eyes closed, recalling how helpless she looked when he told her he liked her earlier that day. He couldn't help but laugh, but then a pang of sadness welled up in his heart.
Zhao Fenfen ate an orange and sent a message to Ying Qian on her phone.
[Sisi, Chen Wenzhi is home.]
[OK, received, thank you Auntie]
[XiXi, has Chen Wenzhi been having some troubles lately? He hasn't been talking to me since he got home.] Zhao Fenfen looked worried, thinking that Ying Xi must be the person who knew Chen Wenzhi best.
but!
[Chen Wenzhi is perfectly fine, eating well! He's probably been quite tired lately, and he fell asleep during break. His auntie reminds him to take care of himself! (Please!)]
Zhao Fenfen glanced towards the bathroom.
Poor sleep? Exhausted? Oh no! Could it be that I've gone crazy from studying too much, developing some kind of psychological problem?
She quickly typed, "Okay, I understand! Xixi, please try to talk some sense into Chen Wenzhi!"
A cute emoji came from the other side.
Zhao Fenfen couldn't sleep, so she hurriedly sent a message to Chen Wenzhi's father.
The man returned a voice call, and his first words were: "Girl? Chen Wenzhi has a female friend?"
"You blockhead! Why don't you know how to focus on the important things? My son isn't sleeping well! Could it be some kind of psychological problem? Do you think I should book him an appointment with a psychologist?"
Her voice trembled with tears as she spoke.
"High school kids are bound to feel some pressure, it's normal!" The man yawned and continued, "Don't worry too much, what's there to worry about with our son?"
"Tsk!"
"Is that girl Chen Wenzhi's classmate? I've never heard him mention her." The man's topic returned to the girl.
Zhao Fenfen was speechless with emotion, but she still told him everything: "The new transfer student came to our house for dinner. His parents are divorced, and he's all alone... It's so pitiful..."
"Oh..." The person on the other end seemed to understand. "So, Chen Wenzhi likes that girl?"
Zhao Fenfen's eyes darted around in their sockets, then she suddenly realized: "Don't tell! You really shouldn't tell!"
For the first time in her life, Zhao Fenfen felt that her husband was actually quite wise!
After thinking for a while, the man said, "Is it because this girl doesn't like Chen Wenzhi that he has insomnia?"
"..."
Zhao Fenfen clapped her hands! "That's right! No, no, no... He's only seventeen, he can't be heartbroken over love now, can he? I need to go and have a serious talk with Chen Wenzhi!"
"No, no, no!" the other person quickly dissuaded. "Let the child process his own affairs; it'll be over in a couple of days! Besides, it's not a big deal. It would only be a burden for us adults to get involved!"
Hearing this, Zhao Fenfen wholeheartedly agreed and decided to observe for a while... and then deal with it if anything really happened.
The call ended.
Chen Wenzhi came out of the bathroom, water droplets still dripping from his forehead, and water stains showing on his dark blue silk pajamas. He rubbed his hair a few times with a white towel and went back to his room.
I reached for my phone and saw a post from Ying Qian from thirty minutes ago: "I'm home!"
Chen Wenzhi smiled, pursing his lips.
He threw the towel on the bed, sat down at the table, and picked out a brand new set of exam papers from a pile of documents.
Zhao Fenfen secretly opened the door a crack and saw him writing a test paper. After hesitating for a moment, she silently closed the door.
Actually, she would prefer to see Chen Wenzhi chatting with his classmates. He's going to be exhausted from writing so many tests at school every day... He'll have to do tests at home too, won't he be worn out?
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