Chapter 41 Desk mate, do you want to dress up a bit more like a mature, sophisticated woman?
Looking at the message on her phone screen, Wen Jiu's heart skipped a beat. As if she had a premonition, she subconsciously turned her head to look down.
Bathed in the bright, dazzling light, Zhou Yanchuan stood beneath the ginkgo tree at the dormitory entrance. His black hair was ruffled by the wind as he looked up at her.
Their eyes met in mid-air, and his gaze was more somber than usual, as if he were lost in thought.
Wen Jiu's heart pounded as if gripped by something, thumping against her chest.
She thought.
Is he actually a little concerned about it?
A hint of joy quietly welled up in my aching chest.
But I tried hard to restrain myself from thinking too much about it, afraid that I was overthinking it.
*
Over the next two days, Wen Jiu thought that her relationship with Zhou Yanchuan would change.
But he still messaged her as usual, and everything was the same as before, as if nothing had changed.
The moment her thoughts were read, she clearly hoped their relationship would remain the same, but now that everything is the same as usual, she isn't very happy.
He didn't care at all that she had someone she liked, or who that person was.
*
The two days of the sports meet passed in the blink of an eye.
On the stage, the principal had just announced: The class with the highest total score in this Winter Games is—
The group from Class 9 cheered.
Old Guan kicked out, saying, "Are we just shouting nonsense?"
"It must be us."
No sooner had someone answered than the principal's voice rang out: "Class 9, Grade 11!"
"Ooh ooh ooh~"
The boys standing at the back started imitating monkey calls and whistling, and the girls' faces beamed with joy.
“You guys,” Old Guan pointed, then grinned without saying anything in the end.
There were no evening self-study sessions during the two days of the sports meet, and as soon as we got back to class, some people started organizing a celebratory dinner.
A boy came up to Wen Jiu: "Class monitor, we don't have school tomorrow, and we got first place again today. Do you want to go out for a get-together?"
"Yeah, and our class has never had a get-together before."
"Do you all want to get together?" Wen Jiu asked softly.
The answer they gave was in unison: "Yes."
“Then I’ll go ask everyone,” she said, getting up from her seat.
Several boys who came to see her saw an opportunity and immediately said, "Okay."
After discussion, we decided to meet at Fat Fish's hot pot restaurant at 6 pm tomorrow night, but not everyone is required to go.
The next morning, while Wen Jiu was doing her homework, her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and answered after seeing the caller ID.
Before she could speak, the girl's voice came through the screen: "Hey, I bought a dress, do you want to try it on?"
"What?" The topic was too sudden, and she didn't keep up.
Lin Meng explained, "I bought a dress online a while ago, and when I got it, I felt it would suit you perfectly. I also suddenly realized that this dress is quite mature and sophisticated. Isn't it said that Zhou Yanchuan likes mature and sophisticated women? Do you want to dress a bit more mature and sophisticated today?"
Wen Jiu instinctively wanted to refuse.
The girl opposite him started to whine, "Why don't you try it on? Even if you don't wear it, just try it on."
"But."
"No buts. Where do you live? I'll come to you. Or you can come to me; you've never been to my house before. Besides, my parents aren't home today, and I'm so bored by myself."
The girl used all sorts of sweet talk and coaxing, and Wen Jiu was still a little dazed when she raised her hand to press the doorbell, but she actually came over.
"Coming, coming!" Lin Meng's cheerful voice rang out from behind the door. As the door was opened, her happy face came into view.
“Classmate,” Lin Meng began, but then noticed the gifts the girl was carrying. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed. “You came all this way, why did you bring so much stuff?”
I happened to see it on the way.
"So it was just a coincidence?"
"Um."
"I'll hit you," Lin Meng raised her hand and patted her forehead. She first made her drink a glass of water, then excitedly pulled her towards her room. "Classmate, go try on that dress."
As soon as she entered, before Wen Jiu could even see what the dress looked like, the girl pushed her, dress and all, into the inner room.
She paused for a moment, then looked down at the dress in her hand. It was moon white, with an elegant and simple cut at the waist. The satin material of the upper body shimmered with a soft sheen, while the skirt was made of fluffy tulle, with delicate lace flowers adorning the fabric upon closer inspection.
A simple yet intricate dress.
Lin Meng looked at the beautiful figure changing clothes on the door, filled with anticipation.
The moment she saw this dress online, she thought of a girl and felt that she would look beautiful in it.
The old-fashioned atmosphere created by that video was very similar to the feeling Wen Jiu gave her.
In her opinion, the girl was well-behaved, but not weak; she had a very unique temperament. Like a flower after being rained on, she was clearly fragile, yet she insisted on standing tall in the mud, with a tenacity that would not bow down even if she were to break.
"Is it ready? Is it ready?" Lin Meng jumped around outside the door, wishing she could go into the room and dress her herself.
After she called out repeatedly, the door was finally opened.
Standing behind the door, Wen Jiu looked at the girl who had been urging her just a second ago but had suddenly fallen silent, and felt a little awkward: "Isn't it strange?"
Lin Meng swallowed hard, shook her head, paused for two seconds, and then said very seriously, "My deskmate."
"Um."
"I feel like this is enough to make Zhou Yanchuan swoon."
Wen Jiu was stunned at first, and then her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lin Meng couldn't help but want to scream. She had thought about whether it would suit her, but she hadn't expected it to suit her so well. She didn't know how to describe her feelings at this moment, and hurriedly grabbed the girl's hand and walked to the mirror.
"Hey deskmate, look!"
Wen Jiu raised her eyes as the girl instructed, and looked at herself in the mirror, feeling a moment of unfamiliarity.
Lin Meng knew her sexual orientation, but she had a strange feeling looking at the people next to her.
I couldn't resist the urge to touch her and hug her.
Delicate and aloof, she evokes a soft heart.
She hugged the person's arm, her face slightly flushed, "Why don't you wear a skirt, deskmate? Your skin is so fair and you're so pretty."
“It’s not very convenient at school, and,” Wen Jiu looked at her arm in the mirror. If you looked closely, you could see that the purplish-blue marks on it hadn’t completely disappeared.
"Just wear this today, with a jacket over it. Once you go inside, take the jacket off, and then put on some makeup to make yourself shine."
Wen Jiu looked at the person who had started to daydream and smiled softly.
"Don't laugh, I'm serious, it really looks good."
"Thank you," she said earnestly, her eyes gentle.
"So it's decided then?"
Wen Jiu shook her head and softly refused, "Put the skirt away, you can wear it when the weather gets warmer."
"I won't wear it, I bought it for you," Lin Meng said, fearing the man would take it off, she quickly pulled out her trump card, "Don't you want to win over Zhou Yanchuan?"
Wen Jiu stopped turning around, a bitter feeling welling up inside her.
He knew she had someone she liked but still didn't react, so how could she possibly still have a place in his heart?
Lin Meng looked at the person who suddenly stared blankly, thinking that she had persuaded her, but unexpectedly she suddenly said, "No, I'll go take it off."
*
It's colder today, and it's very windy outside.
As soon as Wen Jiu entered the door, Ning Yixue pounced on her.
"Xiao Jiu, you look so beautiful today."
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