Chapter 58 An Ugly Scarf, Treasured Like the Most
These days, Zhou Yanchuan has been trying to ignore Wen Jiu's scarf.
But whenever a girl comes to give him a scarf, seeing the expectant yet nervous look on their faces, he wonders if Wen Jiu will look at Lu Jingci like that in the future.
Jealousy that has been so hard to suppress will grow wildly like weeds.
Wen Jiu's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words "I want it".
*
Zhou Yanchuan watched the person go to get the scarf, a hint of unexpected joy flashing in his eyes.
I never imagined people could compromise so easily.
Looking at her retreating figure, he never imagined that he would have such a day.
What a despicable and shameless day.
They fight and snatch things that don't belong to them.
Wen Jiu took the black gift box out of the drawer and carried it to the boy in the aisle.
She didn't hand it over immediately, but said softly, "Then promise me one thing first."
"Um."
"Don't laugh."
Zhou Yanchuan nodded at the unexpected request.
"OK."
Wen Jiu pursed her lips and handed the box over.
As I watched the person in front of me take the box, place it on the table, and open it, I couldn't help but feel nervous.
Zhou Yanchuan opened the lid, and his eyes softened when he saw the red scarf inside.
"You knitted all of these yourself?"
"Um."
Wen Jiu nodded nervously, but seeing no disgust in his eyes, she gently asked, "Would you like to try it and see if it's too short?"
"good."
Zhou Yanchuan took the scarf out of the box, but instead of putting it on, he handed it to the person in front of him.
Before Wen Jiu could ask, "What's wrong?"
He calmly replied, "I've never worn this before, I don't know how."
In the empty classroom, the girl stood there hesitating for a few seconds before finally raising her hand. The sound of her school uniform rubbing together was faint, and her hands holding the red scarf trembled slightly.
Zhou Yanchuan deliberately didn't bend down, watching the girl stand on tiptoe and hear her call his name.
"Zhou Yanchuan."
"Lower yourself a little."
He bent down and lowered his head.
His gaze followed her earnest, shy expression, noticing her evasive eyes and delicately pursed lips.
Zhou Yanchuan didn't realize he was staring intently at the girl's mouth until she took a step back and asked him softly, "How is it?"
He then looked away from the obviously distorted gaze, and it was then that he suddenly noticed the marks left by the crochet hook on those slender fingers.
Her eyes showed heartache, and she deliberately said, "So ugly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tips of his cashmere boots, still damp with unmelted snow, left a small, blurry mark on his trousers.
Zhou Yanchuan glanced down at his trouser leg, then leisurely looked up at the person who had suddenly given him a light kick.
Meeting his gaze, Wen Jiu belatedly realized what she had done. He had been too direct and hurtful, and she couldn't help herself.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and she turned to run, but suddenly a sound rang in her ears—
"But I really like it."
No matter who you give it to, no matter what it looks like, as long as it's related to you, I'll like it.
*
As soon as Chen Yu entered the classroom, he noticed the conspicuous red scarf around someone's neck.
"Holy crap! Where did you find such an ugly scarf?"
The people in the front row who were sitting upright doing their homework lowered their heads silently upon hearing this.
Zhou Yanchuan twitched the corner of his lips and turned to look at the person next to him: "You have no taste."
He obtained it with great difficulty, through a combination of robbery and deception.
Not only Chen Yu noticed the scarf around Zhou Yanchuan's neck, but everyone who saw him noticed it.
The guy was dressed in black, but a striking red detail suddenly appeared around his neck. The knitting was also quite ugly, making it hard to miss.
Nine out of ten people who met her said she was ugly, and the other one, Song Xingran, didn't even realize what was happening.
He treasured this as if it were the most precious thing in the world.
A group of people also noticed that something was wrong.
People at school gradually started discussing it:
"It's been a while since Zhou Yanchuan last dated someone."
"It seems that he hasn't dated anyone since he broke up with Qiao Qingxue."
"Is he dating someone now?"
"No, there's not a sound at all."
"Then what's with the red scarf he's wearing? He didn't accept any of those beautiful scarves, but ended up wearing such an ugly one."
...
Monday morning.
Just as Wen Jiu took out the test paper she hadn't finished last night from her schoolbag, Ning Yixue ran over.
Have you heard?
Lin Meng seemed unsurprised: "What have you heard now?"
"It seems Zhou Yanchuan has a new girlfriend!"
The hand holding the exam paper suddenly paused.
Lin Meng's heart skipped a beat, after all, Zhou Yanchuan was truly a scumbag.
She was really afraid that he would flirt with her deskmate while chatting with other girls.
Even so, Lin Meng said, "Don't talk nonsense."
"It wasn't me who said it, it was people at the school who said it."
"What are the people at school saying?"
When the sweet voice rang out, Ning Yixue was taken aback for a rare moment. This was the first time she had seen Xiao Jiu join her gossip circle.
When Lin Meng heard the person next to her speaking, she turned her head and glanced at them, her eyes filled with concern and worry.
Ning Yixue was so engrossed in sharing the gossip that she didn't notice the two girls beside her acting strangely. She simply explained, "People at school say he has a new girlfriend."
"Who is his new girlfriend?" Lin Meng was furious and wanted to confront Zhou Yanchuan and ask him what he meant.
However, she was a bit timid.
And then Ning Yixue suddenly said, "I don't know."
What do you mean by "I don't know"?
"Everyone is guessing that he has a girlfriend, but no one knows who she is."
"..."
Lin Meng raised her hand and pushed the girl's forehead: "Ning Yixue, try coming over and telling us this kind of unreliable stuff again."
“They all say it’s true, and…”
Seeing the person suddenly stop, Lin Meng asked, "And what?"
"And he might really like this girlfriend."
"Get out of my way."
"I'm serious, this time it'll definitely last."
"You said the same thing last time."
“This time is different.”
"Get out of the way."
Watching the two of them bickering again, Wen Jiu couldn't help but smile again, unlike before.
My heart was overflowing with bitterness.
Until, the person whose hoodie drawstring Lin Meng was pulling suddenly said, "Seriously, if you're willing to wear such an ugly scarf, this time it must be different from before."
Wen Jiu was taken aback.
Lin Meng clearly noticed something too, and stopped what she was doing: "What ugly scarf?"
"That ugly red scarf around his neck."
"Hmm?" Lin Meng's expression changed, and Wen Jiu was also slightly stunned.
Seeing that both girls were staring at her, Ning Yixue began to recount the speculations of the group at school: "He was willing to wear such an ugly scarf, he must be trying to win over some girl."
"You mean, Zhou Yanchuan is in a relationship, and his girlfriend is the girl who gave him the ugly scarf?" Lin Meng reviewed the situation, her tone gradually becoming excited. "Is that what you mean?"
"yes."
"You should have said so earlier," the fire that had been burning in her chest vanished without a trace in an instant.
Ning Yixue was taken aback by the girl's sudden change in attitude. After thinking for a couple of seconds, she asked, "Lin Mengmeng, do you know something?"
How would I know?
"Then why are you smiling so lewdly?"
"roll."
After learning that the speculation was caused by the scarf, Wen Jiu's mood improved.
But she didn't expect the rumors to spread so quickly. In just one morning, everyone around her was guessing who had given her that ugly scarf.
Wen Jiu was initially upset because everyone was saying the scarf was ugly, but by the afternoon, she started to worry about people finding out that she had knitted it.
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