Chapter 92 Wen Xiaojiu, keep a close eye on her!
Before the movie started, Wen Jiu got up and drew the curtains, then asked Zhou Yanchuan to turn off the lights.
Zhou Yanchuan watched the person running around the room, a smile and heartache that he himself did not realize appeared in his eyes.
Reality seems to have never diminished her expectations for life. Whether she was six, sixteen, or even later, at twenty-six, she has always been the girl who puts a lot of ritual into everything she does.
It made him feel valued no matter what he did when he was with her.
There is hope for all of them.
*
As the movie began, Zhou Yanchuan wasn't particularly focused, his eyes constantly fixed on the girl next to him who was intently watching the screen.
Just like doing homework, I take watching a movie very seriously.
A soft chuckle reached her ears, and Wen Jiu realized that Zhou Yanchuan was looking at her.
Her face flushed slightly, and she raised her hand to push him away: "Why are you looking at me? Go watch the movie."
Zhou Yanchuan hummed in response, still looking at her.
It wasn't until she threatened, "If you don't watch the movie, I'll turn it off," that they actually started watching it properly.
However, while watching, I kept holding her hand in my palm and gently rubbing it intermittently.
The atmosphere in the room was even more intimate than in the movie.
It's supposed to be a pure love movie, but Wen Jiu forgot that pure love movies in Europe and America are generally more explicit than those in China.
Watching the male and female leads kissing passionately on screen, she felt a little strange no matter where she looked.
She glanced furtively at the person beside her, her gaze fixed calmly on the screen, without the slightest hint of embarrassment or unease.
This person is always so poised and generous in everything they do.
Perhaps sensing her gaze, he suddenly turned around, and their eyes met unexpectedly, their breaths almost touching.
The light and shadow of the setting sun fell on his face on the screen, making his deep eyes appear even more affectionate. Their gazes met in the air, and the already tender atmosphere became even more intense, with the ambiguity around them seemingly about to overflow.
Her gaze involuntarily fell on his lips.
He looked down at her, gazing at her for a long time, before asking in a low, soft voice, "Want to kiss?"
*
When Zhou Yanchuan leaned closer, Wen Jiu made no move to dodge, but her body still trembled uncontrollably the moment their lips touched.
Her neck, held high, stretched into a thin line, fragile and delicate.
He soothed her gently, cradling her cheek in his hand and kissing her with the tenderest touch.
Everything was just as Wen Jiu had imagined. There was no need to announce it to the public or let anyone see it. In the dimly lit room, only they knew that their deep feelings had naturally led to this happy ending.
They were kissing, and no one knew.
No one knows how deep the marks they left on each other's lives.
*
During their time abroad, besides accompanying Xia Shi to dance practice, the group would stroll around tourist attractions in their spare time.
I live a pretty easy and carefree life every day.
Even after a long time, when Wen Jiu recalls her time abroad, she still feels that it was one of the few happy moments she had.
However, all of this came to an abrupt end on the night the scores were released.
After entering his personal information, Chen Yu hesitated to click "OK." He sat in front of the computer for a long time, taking deep breaths before finally lowering his fingertips.
"Hold!"
Chen Yu stared at the blank screen, his excitement was for nothing; the screen had frozen.
Perhaps because of Chen Yu's actions, the group of people were no longer so tense.
After discussing it, we decided to go to sleep first and check again during the day.
Wen Jiu was never worried about her own grades; she was nervous about Zhou Yanchuan. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, and finally sat up in bed again at two in the morning.
She picked up her phone from beside the bed and went to the website to check her grades.
In the darkness, the girl's serene face was illuminated by light and shadow. Her expression remained calm as she quietly finished reading and then quietly turned off her phone screen.
She didn't lie in bed anymore, but put on her slippers and walked towards the door.
Zhou Yanchuan had just shut down his computer when the door was knocked on.
He got up to open the door and saw the girl standing outside. She looked as if she had expected it; it was so late, only she would come.
Before he could speak, she raised her arms and hugged him.
She said she had a nightmare.
The girl's voice was hoarse and aggrieved, as if she had just been frightened awake from a dream.
Zhou Yanchuan reached out and hugged her.
How could he not know that she was trying to comfort him after seeing his grades?
Neither of them said anything, and they stayed quietly by each other's side, just like when they were children.
*
The news that Zhou Yanchuan was repeating a year of high school undoubtedly caused a sensation at the school.
No one had ever associated his name with the word "repeated grade" before.
Even now, upon hearing this, they still asked in an extremely uncertain tone, "Zhou Yanchuan... is he repeating a year?"
"Why? I did pretty well on the test."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh.
And would someone as arrogant as him really spend another year repeating a grade?
He could have just gone to a school directly, and his family could have arranged for him to go abroad as an exchange student.
There's absolutely no need for another year.
Wen Jiu initially thought the same way. Zhou Yanchuan's scores were high enough to get into a good university, and he could then go abroad as an exchange student as arranged by his family.
Actually, it's not necessary to repeat a grade.
At the time, she didn't quite understand his choice, thinking it was really just for the two of them to be in the same school, so she came for another year.
Much later, she realized that he wasn't just doing this so they could go to the same school; he was also planning to break away from the Zhou family and take the best path entirely on his own.
*
In mid-August, the No. 1 Middle School started the new semester.
Zhou Yanchuan stopped wearing the school uniform and, before entering the school, reached out and took the hair tie off her head.
With her long hair loose, Wen Jiu looked up at him blankly, her eyes clearly asking, "What are you doing?"
He curled his lip, his tone clearly sarcastic: "You really don't care anymore once you've got it."
"What?" she said, embarrassed by his sudden remark.
"I didn't know your boyfriend was popular?"
Wen Jiu blinked.
He then put the black rubber band he had taken from her head onto his wrist.
His voice carried a faint smile: "Keep a close eye on Wen Xiaojiu."
A faint blush rose to her cheeks, whether from his question about the rubber band's purpose or from the casual remark: "Your boyfriend."
As the two were talking, a rising male voice came from the side: "Class monitor, Xiao Chuan~"
Wen Jiu looked back and her eyes softened when she saw Chen Yu pulling a suitcase toward them.
She was initially a little worried about Zhou Yanchuan repeating a year of high school, but unexpectedly, Chen Yu also wanted to repeat a year. With him by her side, this boring year should be much happier.
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