Chapter 13 Slander
"No, no." Wen Eryu's voice was so soft that it could not be heard clearly.
Wen Liang could see through the thoughts of the boys and girls. He had gone through the same thing in the past, but he just didn't expose it now.
As long as Wen Eryu's academic performance does not decline, he can turn a blind eye.
"That's good. I'm sorry that you've been wronged during this period. It's Daddy who's sorry for you."
Wen Eryu didn't say anything. The appearance of Xu Wenrou did bring her a lot of trouble, but what she didn't expect was that in this life, Wen Liang actually kicked Xu Wenrou and Zhou Yi out of the house.
It seemed like many things did not go as they did in her previous life, like when she met Shen Jize from high school.
Now that Xu Wenrou is no longer an obstacle, the Wen family should not go bankrupt.
After returning to the room, Wen Eryu felt unprecedentedly relaxed. She lay down on the bed, opened her mobile phone, and flipped to the familiar avatar.
The last time Chen Jize found out that she had deleted him, Wen Eryu added him back, but they never said a word to each other.
But every time Wen Eryu posted a status, Chen Jize was the first to like it. This was the only interaction between them.
Wen Eryu typed a line of words in the dialog box, hesitated for a while, and then clicked send.
Warm water: [Have you slept yet?]
Shen Ji Ze didn't reply.
She had been through a lot these days and had only slept for three hours at Song Bowen's house. Now she was finally home and lying in her comfortable little bed.
Wen Eryu fell asleep while waiting with her phone in her arms, without even taking off her shoes.
When she woke up the next day, her phone still had ten bars of battery left.
Wen Eryu clicked on it and found that at twelve o'clock in the evening, after Shen Jize replied "yes", she actually sent him dozens of indescribable obscene emoticons.
Among them, there were also several question marks from Shen Jize and a sentence - was my account hacked again?
When Wen Eryu realized that she had accidentally touched it while sleeping, her head almost buried in the quilt.
At this moment, there is nothing more socially awkward than accidentally touching your phone while sleeping. Her whole body is hot from embarrassment, and her head is swollen as if it is filled with blood.
Wen Eryu sent him a message with trembling hands to explain the reason.
After doing all this, she quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face, then ran downstairs, hurriedly put on her shoes and went out, without even having time to eat breakfast.
*
In the afternoon class meeting, Yao Weimin told the class about the sports meet and began to count the number of people who had registered.
Wen Eryu has always "hated" this kind of sports, and running 800 meters would take her life.
Lin Cheng just came back from the physical education committee member.
"What did you sign up for?" Wen Eryu asked, supporting his chin with his hand.
Lin Cheng sat down and said, "Four hundred meters and high jump."
Wen Eryu gave her a thumbs up and said, "Great."
She knew that these two events were Lin Cheng's strengths, so there was no need to worry that Lin Cheng would not get first place.
Lin Cheng glanced back and couldn't help asking her, "Why didn't Zhou Yi come?"
Wen Eryu said: "He and Xu Wenrou were kicked out by my father."
"I'll go." Lin Cheng said, "I've disliked him for a long time. Are you okay?"
Wen Eryu nodded: "Yeah."
At this time, Yao Weimin looked at the list submitted by the sports committee and said, "Why is there no one signing up for the women's shot put and the 1,000-meter race?"
The class suddenly fell silent, and the girls buried their heads behind their books, afraid that Yao Weimin would call them.
Wener language is no exception.
Seeing that no one was looking for him, Yao Weimin was silent for a while. He knew that these two items were difficult for girls, but the requirement was that there must be someone to participate in each item, so they had to be selected today.
"Since no one has signed up, let's decide by drawing lots."
"Ah——" There were screams from below.
Yao Weimin: "We are a collective. Now we have an opportunity to win glory for the collective, but you don't even cherish it. There's no point in yelling. The sports committee member, come over and help me write down my student number."
After a moment, Yao Weimin grabbed a piece of paper, opened it, and said, "Number 13, shot put."
When Wen Eryu's student number was called out, her eyes went dark and she almost fainted, but while she was reluctant, she was also glad that she was not selected to run a thousand meters.
After finishing the 1,000-meter race, the female classmates around him all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, it's almost time to go home. In the remaining few minutes, everyone should pack up your things and be careful on your way home."
Yao Weimin walked out of the classroom with the registered list.
After the bell rang, Wen Eryu went downstairs with the help of Lin Cheng.
"God is so unfair." Wen Eryu complained with tears in her eyes.
Lin Cheng chuckled at the side: "I think the shot put is pretty good. It's not heavy, and you can get good results just by throwing it casually."
"..." Wen Eryu said, "Is your casualness the same as mine?"
Lin Cheng smiled awkwardly: "Probably, probably."
*
On the day of the sports meet.
The weather was cool, the sun was not very bright and was occasionally covered by clouds.
Wen Eryu found Lin Cheng with the number plate.
"Where will you compete later?" Wen Eryu pinned the number plate in front of her lower abdomen.
Lin Cheng looked at the layout on the paper and said, "I'm on the west side of the playground, and yours is on the north side near the canteen."
The radio was already announcing the athletes' registration and entry.
Wen Eryu said, "Let's go. Come find me when you're done."
"no problem."
When Wen Eryu arrived at the venue, she had signed in and was queuing at the back. She was the last one, so there was no rush to prepare.
She looked around, trying to find the familiar figure, but the playground of No. 4 Middle School was very large, so it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Not long after, it was Wen Eryu's turn.
Just as she was about to take the ball, she saw An Xinqing standing beside her.
Unexpectedly, An Xinqing was actually a volunteer at the women's shot put field. She was wearing a red vest but her own clothes underneath.
Wen Eryu took the shot put from her hand. The shot put was very heavy. Although Lin Cheng had practiced with her several times a few days before the sports meet, she still couldn't help getting nervous when she actually stood on the field to compete.
There was only one referee around who was writing something with his head down, while the others were sitting nearby chatting and taking a break after finishing a round of competition.
But at the moment she threw it out, An Xinqing appeared in front of her without her knowing when.
When the shot put was about to hit An Xinqing, the coach rushed over to pull her away, but it was still a step too late, and the heavy shot put hit her calf.
An Xinqing's screams echoed across half the playground.
The coach blew the whistle to pause the game and quickly squatted down to check An Xinqing's injuries.
Wen Eryu also rushed over and wanted to help, but was pushed away by the people around him and his hand was scratched by the pebbles on the ground.
She clearly saw that there was no one in front of her when she was throwing, so how could An Xinqing suddenly appear in front of her?
But there were few people watching here. The venue for the shot put competition was too remote, and it was difficult for students in the stands to see the competition here.
The only person who measured the distance was the injured An Xinqing.
Wang Ni and An Xinqing played the best. At this moment, she jumped out and pointed at Wen Eryu and said loudly: "You clearly saw An Xinqing cleaning the place up ahead, why did you still throw it?"
Wen Eryu: “……?”
The people around were led by Wang Ni and believed her words, and started to criticize Wen Eryu.
"That's right, she didn't do it on purpose."
"It's hard to say. We should have looked up just now."
"I think Wen Eryu just holds a grudge against An Xinqing. I saw her bullying An Xinqing at the snack bar before."
"Tsk tsk tsk, there's such a thing. Wen Eryu looks like a little white flower, but I didn't expect her to be so scheming."
Wen Eryu listened to their slander one after another, but she didn't get angry. After all, no matter how much she explained, no one would believe her.
But what really broke her defense was that Shen Jize rushed into the crowd, picked up An Xinqing, and strode towards the infirmary.
When passing by Wen Eryu, Shen Jize glanced at her, but quickly passed her by.
An Xinqing sobbed in his arms and said, "Don't blame her. It was my own carelessness."
Shen Jize didn't say anything, frowning and just wanting to send her to the infirmary as soon as possible. If something really happened to An Xinqing, he would have no way to explain to An Xiong.
Wen Eryu looked at his back as he walked away with An Xinqing in his arms, and her heart began to ache. She didn't mind being misunderstood by other people, but not by Chen Jize.
She chased after him, wanting to explain things to him.
“I didn’t mean for An Xinqing to get hurt, she…” Wen Eryu was interrupted by Shen Jize before she could finish her words.
He gasped, his tone a little bad: "Get out of the way."
Hearing these two words, Wen Eryu was stunned for a moment, and then a feeling of grievance came over her like a tide. She stopped where she was and did not chase after him.
Was Shen Jize just...being mean to her?
Judging from the tone, it should be.
Wen Eryu turned around in disappointment and walked away from him. The sun just came out from behind the clouds and shone on Chen Jize, while Wen Eryu's thin figure gradually disappeared in the gray shadows.
*
An Xinqing is fine, she just needs to rest for a few days.
She lay on the bed in the infirmary, looking at Shen Jize, and said aggrievedly: "Can you stay here with me?"
Shen Jize glanced at the sky outside the window: "Your friend will be here soon, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"No!" An Xinqing sat up and grabbed his arm, "You can't leave. Are you going to look for Wen Eryu?"
"Yes." Shen Jize didn't intend to hide it from her.
An Xinqing sniffed: "Do you know that she doesn't like you at all?"
Shen Jize: "..."
An Xinqing continued, "The last time I saw her, she went back to his house with a boy from outside the school."
Shen Jize's heart was a little flustered, but he still restrained his instinctive jealous reaction, pried An Xinqing's hand apart and was about to walk out.
"You're such a fool," An Xinqing cursed, annoyed. "You insist on putting your warm face on someone else's cold butt. The Wen family is a famous family in H City. What can you do to make the eldest daughter of the Wen family happy with you?"
Although An Xinqing's words were rough, her logic was sound. How could a poor boy who had to rely on others for financial support to go to school be able to transcend class and win the favor of a rich girl?
Shen Jize suppressed his emotions, his knuckles turned white from being pinched, veins on his forehead bulged, his cheeks puffed out, and he said nothing.
The infirmary was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
In the end, Shen Jize walked out.
It was drizzling outside and the afternoon competition was temporarily cancelled. There were only a few volunteers on the playground packing up the equipment.
The rain continued until the evening.
Wen Eryu had returned home a long time ago. As soon as she entered the house, she went upstairs and locked herself in the room. No matter how Wen Liang called her outside the door, she did not respond.
She charged her phone, lay flat on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Wen Eryu still couldn't understand one thing. She clearly hated him and was afraid of him in her previous life, but now she was still sad because he misunderstood her.
Could it be that she has fallen in love with Shen Jize?
Wen Eryu slapped his face, trying to sober himself up.
At this time, Lin Cheng called.
"Are you home yet?"
Wen Eryu replied softly: "Don't worry, we've arrived."
Lin Cheng comforted him, "Don't think too much about what happened during the day. I've already told the teacher to check the surveillance footage and find out the truth. We'll know the result tomorrow."
"Yeah." Wen Eryu took a deep breath, "Chengcheng, do you believe me?"
Lin Cheng said without hesitation: "I absolutely believe you. Even if you slap me one day, I will praise it as a good slap and a loud one."
Wen Eryu was amused by her.
Not long after hanging up the phone, there was another knock on the door.
This time it was Aunt Zhao's voice, and her voice came through the heavy wooden door: "Miss, your classmate is here."
Wen Eryu asked doubtfully, "Who is it?"
Aunt Zhao paused and said, "It seems his name is Shen Jize."
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