Chapter 505 The person she once dared not approach now relies on her...
In her first year of high school, in the spring season, she met He Jingsui.
The sun is shining and the sky is clear. White clouds are floating in the mint blue sky. Unknown birds are singing melodiously and flapping their wings on the trees, shaking off a few leaves.
Chen Zan likes this kind of weather, and likes the lazy afternoons accompanied by refreshing and fragrant smells.
She took the book and sat down on a chair in the small garden. A warm breeze blew past, curling up the pages and letting specks of light fall on them.
Just as she was about to put on her headphones, a lazy voice suddenly sounded, and her hand stopped in mid-air.
"What do you want from me?"
She felt a little familiar with the voice. She subconsciously raised her eyes and saw He Jingsui's figure in a gap hidden by branches.
He was tall and had long legs, standing with his hands in his pockets. In front of him was a petite and sweet girl wearing a special school uniform made for No. 1 Middle School.
Her bright eyes were filled with the shyness of a young lover, and she asked him in a sweet voice, "He Jingsui, do you have a girlfriend?"
These words made Chen Zan's head burn. She sat there stiffly, not daring to move.
My heart was beating fast and then it sank heavily after hearing He Jingsui's answer.
"No," he said.
There was shy joy in the girl's eyes, and she even bravely used her fingers to tug at the corner of his clothes, pulling it like a spoiled child, "Then... do I have a chance?"
He Jingsui did not move, letting her pull him, his eyes fixed on her almost ripe little face, as if admiring her.
He just stared at her straight ahead, deliberately not saying anything, and asked knowingly with a wicked smile, "What opportunity?"
Being stared at naked by him, her heart felt like it was burning. The girl finally couldn't stand it anymore and covered her face with her hands shyly, her voice pinched and coquettish, "Hateful, you clearly know what I'm talking about."
He Jingsui chuckled softly, with the corners of his lips curled up lazily.
"That's... I mean being your girlfriend." She reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes again, and continued to act coquettishly, "Okay~"
"No." He Jingsui said bluntly: "I don't like coquettish people."
“…”
The girl's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself. Undeterred, she blinked and continued, "So, what type do you like?"
"It's none of your business what type you like," He Jingsui chuckled lazily, his eyes blatantly examining her heavily made-up face. "Anyway, it's not your type."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
After being rejected twice without hesitation by He Jingsui, the girl blushed. Watching He Jingsui's back disappear in the garden, she stomped her feet in despair and finally ran away with red eyes.
The confession scene she witnessed was still vivid in her mind even if she just recalled it briefly.
She had been distracted for too long, and He Shiyi touched her arm strangely and asked her what was wrong. Chen Zan said with trembling eyelashes that it was okay. She suppressed the sourness that kept rising up and smiled at her.
That smile didn't come from the heart, it was more of a powerless one.
He Shiyi instantly found the reason for his weakness by intuition. He turned his head to look at He Jingsui across from him and spoke up for his friend. "Brother, can you be a little gentler during training? I have no appetite for food."
“…”
Even Chen Zan was baffled by this pot cover. She was so anxious that she quickly waved her hands to explain that it was not the case, but He Shiyi interrupted her, "You really don't know how to be gentle with women."
“…”
Chen Zan was speechless. She secretly raised her eyes and looked cautiously at the boy sitting opposite her. He was leaning back in his chair, with a look of indifference between his eyebrows.
The gaze that came over was also indifferent and without any weight.
Her fingers twisted together awkwardly, and the tips of her ears gradually turned red.
The next second, she heard the person opposite her chuckle softly, and said in a teasing tone, "He Shiyi, I didn't expect you to be so protective of your shortcomings."
These words seemed to be teasing him, and Chen Zan felt his cheeks starting to get hot.
"What's wrong with protecting her?" The eldest lady was arrogant and domineering in front of him for the first time, and warned him fiercely, "I'm telling you, don't bully her, or I'll break up with you!"
He Jing then gave her two words, "Childish."
"..." He Shiyi choked slightly and paused, "You..."
Chen Zan stopped her in time and shook his head to tell her not to continue.
He Shiyi calmed down and mercifully ended this meaningless bickering unilaterally, "Forget it, a good woman doesn't fight with a man."
As he spoke, he turned around to comfort Chen Zhan, "Zhan Zhan, don't bother with my brother. He's just like that. If he bullies you, you must tell me."
“…”
Chen Zan wanted to say that she was making a big deal out of nothing, so she spoke up for He Jingsui in a low voice, "He didn't bully me."
He Jingsui had no relationship with her at all, so using the word "bullying" seemed too intimate.
Right now, their relationship is at most that of an instructor and a student. After half a month, they will return to being familiar strangers.
The bitterness in her heart seemed to be even heavier than before. She cherished the present moment, but was also extremely afraid of the future.
…
In just one day, He Jingsui quickly became popular in the Academy of Fine Arts forum due to his status as an instructor. That evening, many entries about He Jingsui appeared in the forum.
Someone took a lot of photos of him and even made a collection for him. The moments and scenes captured in those photos are enough to make people feel aroused. Every post about him has hit new records in terms of likes, comments and reposts.
Ji Miaomiao and Tao Yiran held their phones and licked the screen like crazy. They hugged He Shiyi and envied him, "Shiyi, you and He Jingsui are actually brother and sister! I envy you so much, your brother is so handsome——"
This was the scene Chen Zan saw when he came out of the shower. Three little girls gathered together with their cell phones, talking about He Jingsui. The lights illuminated their excited figures, and Ji Miaomiao and Tao Yiran's eyes were particularly bright.
All she could hear was He Jingsui's voice, and Chen Zan paid some attention to listen. She put the clothes she had changed into the dirty clothes basket and was about to take them to the laundry room for washing when Ji Miaomiao suddenly turned around and looked at her, the excitement in her eyes even more intense.
"Zhanzhan! He Jingsui is actually your instructor?!"
This shout made Tao Yiran look surprised.
Chen Zhan was still holding the laundry basket in her hand when she met their curious gazes. She had just finished a shower, and her cheeks were moist and rosy, like a plump peach drenched in juice.
He was startled and puzzled: "How do you know He Jingsui is my instructor?"
Ji Miaomiao handed her the phone, which was showing a video, "Someone took a video!"
The video is only a dozen seconds long. In it, He Jingsui, who is tall and long-legged, is standing with a whistle softly in his mouth, training them to do push-ups. The sun is shining brightly. He is wearing a dark green military cap, and his pair of dark eyes are hidden in the dark, revealing only the lower half of his face, with a high nose bridge and a sharp jaw.
A company of students rose and fell on the ground following his whistle.
Chen Zan was leaning in front of him, in his shadow.
It seems that one can still feel her stubbornness and nervousness at that time. She was afraid that she would not do it well, so she gritted her teeth and persisted. Even when her arms were sore and her waist was aching at the end, she did not stop.
It turns out that they were all photographed.
Ji Miaomiao and Tao Yiran were extremely excited. After envying He Shiyi, they began to envy Chen Zhan. The two hugged her tightly and refused to let go. "I envy you so much, Zhan Zhan. He Jingsui is actually your instructor!"
"How does it feel to meet the real person? Isn't he really handsome?..."
"Let me go first." They hugged each other so tightly. Chen Zan was still wet from taking a shower and was having trouble breathing. Her wet eyes looked at He Shiyi for help. The latter came over and ruthlessly pulled the two koala-like people apart.
"That's enough for the two of you. It's just He Jingsui. Why are you so excited?"
Tao Yiran nodded with certainty, "Of course!"
"Shi Yi, you don't understand how high He Jingsui's status is among us students at the Academy of Fine Arts." She scrolled through her phone, then showed it to her. "Look, every post about him on the forum has gone viral!"
"I'm sure there are many girls in our school who like him." Ji Miaomiao closed her eyes and imagined his face beautifully. "After all, he is so handsome."
They were still discussing He Jingsui when Chen Zan took the laundry basket to the laundry room. She threw the clothes into the washing machine one by one, pressed the start button, and the machine began to hum.
She waited aside, thinking of He Jingsui in this noisy environment.
The Academy of Fine Arts forum is a place for students to communicate and learn from each other. On the first day of school, she was persuaded by the other three girls in the dormitory to register an account.
She clicked with her finger and saw the video that Tao Yiran had just shown her.
The video played automatically and the picture was very clear. She could even see the upturned corners of He Jingsui's mouth when he bit the whistle in the silent picture.
He was always like this, quietly disturbing her heartbeat.
She turned her phone to silent mode before clicking on the video and long-pressing it to save it to her phone album.
The comments section was filled with messages that had already built up a building of 99+. Chen Zhan casually glanced through them and found that, as Ji Miaomiao had said, many girls liked him.
She saw one of the comments and paused:
[Cabbage and Potato: This afternoon, I saw He Jingsui and Qin Yuyao in the cafeteria. Qin Yuyao even put on makeup. Is she going to confess her love to him?]
[111: Back upstairs, I saw it too! A lot of people saw it! He Jingsui even smiled at Qin Yuyao, it felt like something was going to happen!]
[Lulalulala: Forget it. How could someone like He Jingsui be interested in Qin Yuyao?]
There were many more comments below, and Chen Zan didn't have the patience to read any more, but she also recalled the scene in the cafeteria at noon, the handsome man and beautiful woman, so pleasing to the eye.
These words became extremely glaring at this moment. She exited the forum, choking slightly and trying to suppress the layers of bitterness that surged up in her.
When other students came into the laundry room, Chen Zan moved to the side, as if afraid of being noticed by them. He put his cell phone in his pocket with a guilty conscience and stared blankly at the countdown displayed on the washing machine.
They were also talking about He Jingsui on the forum, and their envious and admiring tones all fell into Chen Zan's ears.
So she realized it later.
No matter what age he is, He Jingsui always has a fatal attraction.
The military training had just begun. When Chen Zan got up from bed early the next morning, he more or less felt the aches and pains all over his body.
The other three girls in the dormitory were in the same mood, complaining tearfully about the military training that was almost fatal.
Chen Zan comforted them: "Just bear with it for half a month and it will be fine."
Verbal words of comfort were not enough to soothe the pain in my body, so I could only endure this rigorous military training.
But the military training in the afternoon is the most terrible.
The weather is hot and the temperature is high. Even the occasional breeze is scorching hot, like a blazing fire that burns your skin.
Before each company started training, the chief instructor organized everyone to conduct half an hour of military posture training.
The rows of square formations looked like neat dark green blocks. The students stood in the sun with their backs straightened and fingers pressed against their trouser seams.
Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.
The chief instructor's orders were serious, and every word that came into my ears through the microphone was very intimidating.
Chen Zan was in the first row of the team, with a wide field of vision. Every time her eyes swept over, her body became very tense and stiff. He Jingsui was still swaying in front of her, which made her even more nervous and she didn't dare to breathe.
He was only wearing a dark green short-sleeved shirt, and his tall and unruly figure made the cheap clothes look valuable. The wind blew the hem of his clothes, making them fit his body well and outlining his muscles.
Many girls in the parade team saw it. They wanted to scream out loud, but because of the authority of the chief instructor, they suppressed the excitement in their hearts.
Chen Zan also saw it. Her cheeks were already burning from the sun, and the shame slowly fermented and seemed to penetrate every part of her body. Her drooping fingers moved slightly, and she felt like she was dehydrated after soaking in a hot spring pool, and her feet were weak.
Even the lazy voice ringing in her ears began to become blurred.
"Don't move—"
Her head was buzzing and the spreading heat made her whole body begin to feel weak. She obediently steadied herself, but found that there was nothing she could do. She felt like a puppet, like a jade mountain about to collapse.
He Jingsui was passing by her at that time. He felt dizzy for a moment and suddenly fell forward.
Fortunately, He Jingsui was quick-witted and reached out to help her.
Chen Zhan stumbled to the side, his broad hand pressing down on his shoulder. He had a dry, sun-baked scent, a refreshing, alluring quality.
Her legs went weak and her whole body fell uncontrollably. He Jingsui controlled her shoulders with his large palms and squatted on one knee.
Her sweat-soaked hair stuck to her face. She opened her eyes drowsily and saw He Jingsui in front of her.
And his concerned voice fell into my ears.
"Chen Zan?"
His facial features magnified in her eyes, the dark eyebrows, the deep eyes, were all so clear. Even the warm breath when he called her name was so real.
The person she once dared not approach was now so close to her.
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