Chapter 26 Try cursing at her again and see what happens.
Wen Jiu's eyelashes trembled. While she was in a daze, her left cheek was suddenly touched, a smooth and cool sensation.
Before she could react, a sweet milky scent wafted to her nose.
Turning her head, she was met with Lin Meng's adorable face. The girl had her hands covered in cream outstretched and was giving her a playful smile.
Wen Jiu's thoughts briefly wavered.
The cake in the middle of the table had been opened at some point, and instead of being eaten, it was covered in smears on hands and faces.
The situation quickly spiraled out of control.
Regardless of whether they are familiar with each other or not, or how well they play together, as long as their eyes meet, their hands will reach out.
By the time Wen Jiu realized what was happening, her face was already covered in several streaks of cream.
She blinked, and a faint smile appeared on her face as she looked at the students running around.
However, when he saw the figure sitting alone in the chair, his lips pursed slightly.
She dipped her finger in the cream and sneaked into a corner.
Zhou Yanchuan didn't like this kind of game, and no one dared to bother him.
As he looked down at his phone, he caught a glimpse of a suspicious figure walking towards him out of the corner of his eye.
One step, two steps, Wen Jiu watched the person getting closer and closer, and slowly reached out her hand.
Just as she was about to touch that face, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"Huh?"
Zhou Yanchuan raised his eyes, looked at the girl's bewildered expression after being caught, and smiled slightly.
He gestured with his eyes to her hand, which was covered in cream, and then looked at her leisurely, asking, "What are you doing?"
“I…” Wen Jiu paused slightly, then a sly glint flashed in her eyes.
The moment Zhou Yanchuan caught that little expression on the girl's face, he realized he had been tricked.
Before he could react, a gentle touch suddenly came to his cheek.
His expression changed slightly.
A voice followed closely behind, its tone rising at the end: "You didn't expect that, did you? I still have a hand."
Zhou Yanchuan's eyes were caught off guard by the girl's smiling face. He paused for a moment, his eyes softening, and then he smiled back.
I was teasing her on purpose.
"Have you thought about what you'll do after you've finished applying it?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the hand he was holding.
Wen Jiu was taken aback.
Looking at the girl's blank expression, Zhou Yanchuan said casually, "What should we do? Someone can't leave."
"..."
*
Lin Meng had just dodged the "attack" from behind when she turned around and met a pair of bright, sparkling eyes—she couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Classmate, you've been blown away by the cream!"
The girl's nose, forehead, and cheeks were covered in cream.
Wen Jiu pursed her lips and remained silent, then turned and glared at the person sitting in the chair.
He raised an eyebrow at her, his smile mischievous and arrogant.
In the end, even the instructors weren't spared from the cream fight.
Looking at the cream on Lu Fengyuan's face, a group of people with cream smeared on their faces revealed a set of white teeth.
After two weeks of military training, unlike when we arrived, the instructors' upright figures were no longer in front of us on the way back, and the atmosphere in the carriage was also somber.
On the one hand, I was reluctant to leave, and on the other hand, I was just too tired.
Since starting high school, I've rarely had a time to completely relax like this. Last night, we partied until midnight, and many people fell asleep as soon as they got on the bus.
Wen Jiu turned her head and glanced behind her.
Zhou Yanchuan wore a hat today, and he started sleeping with the brim pulled down as soon as he got on the bus.
They're probably asleep right now.
She glanced at him unconsciously for a few seconds, then turned her head back.
Noticing her gaze, Lin Meng once again wore that bruised and battered expression.
Wen Jiu's face flushed slightly under her gaze.
“Classmate,” Lin Meng suddenly leaned closer, her voice low, “why don’t you take a chance? If you succeed, Zhou Yanchuan will be yours.”
Wen Jiu's heart skipped a beat at the girl's last half-sentence, and she looked at her uncertainly.
Lin Meng nodded to her: "Let's give it a try."
"Want to give it a try?"
"Um."
*
"Want to be a moth? —Wen Jiu's Diary"
On a rainy day, the room was dimly lit. Wen Jiu came out of the bathroom, drying her hair while replying to messages on her phone.
"Anything is fine with me"
The message had barely been sent when they replied:
"You picked my name!"
Wen Jiu seemed to see that arrogant, conceited face before her eyes.
Knowing that this was because she was upset about replying to his messages so late, she smiled.
He explained, "I just went to take a shower and didn't see your message."
There was no further response from the other end.
About a minute later, just as Wen Jiu was about to enter the bedroom, there was a knock on the door from the entrance hall.
She turned her head to look.
Just then, my phone vibrated.
zyc: "Open the door"
The moment the door opened, the motion-activated lights in the hallway turned on.
Looking at the person in front of her, Wen Jiu was momentarily dazed.
Having spent so long at the camp, she hadn't quite adjusted to this daily face-to-face interaction yet.
"Didn't you go out to play? Why did you suddenly go to buy food?"
"It's too hot, I don't want to go."
"Will that person still insult you?"
Zhou Yanchuan was taken aback for a moment, then realized she was referring to Chen Si Nian, and smiled slightly: "Let him scold me."
He walked in and put the things he was carrying on the table.
When she met Wen Jiu's gaze, she slowly said, "No need to look, it's not yours."
"Then why did you bring it to my house?"
"So you can watch me eat."
"..."
Childish ghost.
As Wen Jiu watched the person begin to tear open the packaging, she remembered the sentence she had written in her diary.
She hesitated for a few seconds, then pulled out a chair and sat down in front of him.
"Zhou Yanchuan."
"Um."
"I……"
Just as Wen Jiu was about to speak, there was a sudden knock on the door.
It was more like a kick than a knock.
The sound of thumping echoed repeatedly in the room.
Zhou Yanchuan's expression turned cold, and he stood up from his chair.
Wen Jiu clenched her hands tightly on her knees, then relaxed them.
“It’s okay,” she said, reaching out to stop the person who was about to walk towards the door, and stood up from her chair. “I’ll go open it.”
As the door was opened, Wen Chengyu's face appeared before Wen Jiu, and at the same time, the overwhelming smell of alcohol filled the air.
Wen Jiu frowned.
The man, upon seeing her, immediately yelled, "Why are you so slow? Didn't you hear me knocking?"
She remained silent.
"Just like your mother, a mute," he cursed, raising his hand to push her, but stopped when he saw Zhou Yanchuan standing behind her.
His face immediately adopted that ingratiating expression.
"Yan Chuan is here too."
Wen Jiu bit her lip tightly, her fingertips digging deep into her palm without her noticing.
Zhou Yanchuan didn't say anything, but pulled the girl behind him and punched the man outside the door.
"Try cursing at her again."
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