The long break was as usual, but today was the flag-raising ceremony. Ying Qian was really not feeling well. Wang Mengyao never approved leave slips and always told students to explain to the student council themselves, but the student council wouldn't approve them either. So at this time, having connections in the student council was the most important thing!
The bell rang incessantly during the long break.
The students immediately rushed out of the classroom like wild horses.
Chen Wenzhi stood up, glanced out the window, pursed his lips, and realized that only the two of them were left in the classroom. He turned around.
"Don't you want to run today either?" She lay slumped on the table, raised her eyes, and stared straight into the deep eyes of the person in front of her.
Chen Wenzhi blocked the light from the window, making his backlit facial features somewhat indistinct.
"No, I just wanted to stay and keep you company," he said calmly.
"..." Ying Qian was stunned for a moment, then curved her lips into a smile and asked in a low voice, pretending to be scared, "Won't we get arrested? After all, neither of us has told the student council."
Chen Wenzhi sat steadily beside her and answered softly, mimicking her tone, "We both know the student council president. He hasn't done anything wrong, so what are you afraid of?"
She stretched and, as if forcing herself to keep her eyes open, replied, "Yeah, that's true."
An empty classroom, books scattered on the desks, a blackboard covered with problem-solving processes, and just the right amount of sunlight...
She suddenly asked, "Chen Wenzhi, will you choose arts or sciences?"
This is a question about the future.
Chen Wenzhi smiled gently and said slowly, "You asked me this question before, and no matter how many times you ask, I will choose the right answer."
He knew what Ying Qian was hesitating about, and said decisively, "I suggest you choose the article."
"What? Don't want to be in the same class as me anymore?" Ying Qian misinterpreted maliciously, her tone playful. "Tired? Weary?"
He knew she was joking, so he tapped her forehead with his index finger. "Don't joke about things like this. I still really want to be in the same class as you, but I hope we can both have a bright future!"
"Ouch~" Ying Qian winced in pain, then slumped back onto the table. "You're so boring~"
He gave a wry smile and shrugged. "I really am a boring person."
He never minded answering her nonsensical questions and teasing her; on the contrary, due to his seemingly aloof appearance, few people spoke to him like that.
Ying Qian closed her eyes briefly and said slowly, "Haven't you ever had any fun?"
There was another half-sentence she didn't say.
"You've never been funny, but I'm always happy when I'm with you."
Seeing her sleepy-eyed appearance, Chen Wenzhi sighed and placed his warm palm on her forehead. She placed her hand on his, feeling the coldness against the warmth, and showed no intention of letting go.
Ying Qian pulled his hand down and examined it carefully. "Your hands are so beautiful..."
He was only concerned about whether Ying Qian's temperature was normal. After measuring it by hand, he determined that she did not have a fever. He simply said, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep for a while."
Ying Qian pouted, lowered her eyes, let go of her hand, and gave a reassuring "Mmm".
Now she was really asleep. Her forearms were folded together, and she rested her face on her forearms.
She closed her eyes, quiet and still, her long, thick eyelashes casting shadows. His fair skin made his cheeks appear even redder, and coupled with his haggard look, the contrast was striking.
Chen Wenzhi, unusually, didn't hold a book. He even breathed very softly, gently approached her, and imitated her by lying on the table. He then gently pressed his face against hers until her warm breath directly touched his face.
Ying Qian seemed to have a gravitational pull, always attracting him, and from then on, his world seemed to revolve around this girl.
He felt his heart beating very fast, and he knew clearly that it had never been so fast before.
This is the first time in seventeen years that I've experienced what it means to fall in love for the first time...
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He recalled a night when he said dejectedly, "That girl isn't pretty, she's too ordinary. Maybe she doesn't care much about dressing up. She's just a little better at academics, but there's really nothing outstanding about her."
The noodle shop was also very noisy.
Chen Wenzhi gave a perfunctory reply, not even bothering to find out who the "girl" he was talking about was.
"What was her name again?" Shen Chang seemed to have forgotten. After a moment of contemplation, he finally remembered, "Right, Ying Qian. I really don't understand what kind of bewitching potion she gave Shen Yun..."
"What's wrong?" He took off one of his Bluetooth earphones.
Chen Chang raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that he was interested in Chen Yun, so he introduced him, "When Chen Yun was in elementary school, he studied here alone. My parents and I were all in other places."
At this point, Chen Wenzhi interrupted him.
"I mean, what happened to Ying Qian?"
"What? So many pretty girls in your grade are chasing after you, but you don't want them?" Chen Chang took a cigarette from the pack in his pocket and held it between two fingers. "You've taken a fancy to this ordinary girl?"
Chen Wenzhi looked dazed and retorted, "She's not an ordinary girl. We shouldn't use such words to describe a girl behind her back."
“Yes, yes, yes—” Chen Chang lit a cigarette and sneered, “She is indeed extraordinary. What kind of girl lives with a non-blood-related brother after her parents’ divorce…”
Sensing the veiled meaning in his words, she retorted, "What nonsense are you spouting, Chen Chang! How can you say things like that so casually!"
This was the first time he had lost his temper, and his chest felt tight and painful.
Chen Chang exhaled a smoke ring, squinted, and said, "You can go and find out about her yourself. After all, seeing is believing. I still advise you not to get too close to someone like her."
"She told me that she felt you were very kind and that you were very good to her. Was it all an act?"
Chen Chang laughed, his whole body exuding a fierce aura. "I still understand human relationships and social customs, unlike you, who understands nothing."
"Chen Chang, it's none of your business who I befriend or who I get close to." Chen Wenzhi put on his headphones, didn't eat his noodles, and turned to leave the noodle shop.
He remained silent and lost in thought for a long time.
Chen Wenzhi had never investigated Ying Qian.
He always waited for her to open her heart and tell him her whole story.
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