Chapter 24 Oh, baby, let me kiss you!
Zhou Yanchuan glanced at the person who had returned to him, his expression remaining unchanged.
“Brother Chuan,” Su Shun was still catching his breath, “the person you called last night was the class monitor, right?”
Zhou Yanchuan glanced at him indifferently.
“One of them said he was getting medicine, but came out of the infirmary with nothing in his hands. The other, who never takes medicine, not only went to the infirmary but also came out with a bag of medicine,” Su Shunyue said, becoming more and more excited as he analyzed. “And in the morning, it just so happened that the squad leader asked for leave and you skipped training. You two definitely know each other.”
Zhou Yanchuan remained silent.
But in such situations, not denying it means tacitly agreeing.
Su Shun's face was filled with disbelief; even though she had guessed it, she still found it hard to believe.
Zhou Yanchuan and Wen Jiu are names from completely different dimensions.
Even if he saw them talking to each other, he wouldn't think they would have any interaction in private.
Zhou Yanchuan remained silent, simply continuing to walk forward.
Su Shun had already completely decided in her heart that the two of them were related.
He was practically glued to Zhou Yanchuan: "What's going on between you two? How did you meet? Holy crap, I'm still a bit dazed."
Zhou Yanchuan frowned: "Why do you talk so much?"
Su Shun wasn't afraid at all at this moment, her eyes filled with excitement at having stumbled upon such a juicy tidbit: "What were you looking for the class monitor for? Did you two have a fight?"
"You said you had a fight?"
Su Shun was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed: "You've admitted your relationship?"
Zhou Yanchuan scoffed coldly; he had never denied it at all.
*
After dinner, everyone came out of the restaurant and headed towards the playground as usual.
The boys put their arms around each other's shoulders, and occasionally someone would jump up and mimic a dunking move, while the girls linked arms and chatted animatedly about the gossip and everyday things they had just heard.
A gentle breeze rustled through the treetops of the sycamore trees, and a joyful atmosphere filled the night sky.
...
This group of students had just started school and hadn't even had time to get to know their new classes before being sent here.
On the first day, everyone spoke to each other politely, and the sense of propriety was especially strong between men and women.
But now.
As soon as Ning Yixue answered the video call from her mother, Wu Feng poked his head in front of her and said, "Hello, Auntie."
"Wu Feng!" Ning Yixue reached out and pulled him away.
Just as Chen Yu's fingertips gripped the serrated edge of the spicy snack packaging bag, before he could even exert any force, several hands reached out from different directions.
Some fingertips gently poked the back of his hand, while others simply laid their palms out in front of him.
Looking at the single sprout in the bag, Chen Yu was about to bend down and eat it when a voice suddenly rang in his ear: "Brother Yu, is there any more?"
Chen Yu immediately gripped the bag tightly: "Get lost."
As soon as the whistle blew, the group of people who were fooling around just a second ago stood up straight instantly.
After these days of training, reacting to the whistle has almost become a conditioned reflex.
Lu Fengyuan walked to the front of the group and, as usual, looked around before clearing his throat and saying, "As you all know, our military training is about to end."
I was really looking forward to this day, but for some reason, I wasn't that happy when it finally arrived.
Lu Fengyuan looked at the group of people whose enthusiasm had waned since he finished speaking: "What? You don't want to leave? If anyone doesn't want to leave, tell me, and I'll apply to the school to extend your training."
Upon hearing this, a boy chimed in, "Let's not. If we keep training him, he'll get so dark that even my mom won't recognize him."
“Don’t even mention it,” someone chimed in, as if the floodgates had been opened. “You know what my mom said about me? She said I’m like Friday.”
Hahahaha.
“Last time I made a video call to my mom, she said, ‘Why is there only sound? Where is the person?’”
A group of people were amused by these words.
The atmosphere gradually eased.
...
Lu Fengyuan watched the group of people who had been sad for only a few seconds before starting to play around again, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile, his cold and hard eyebrows softening.
It's like looking at them, and also like seeing your past self through them.
After a while, he spoke up to take control of the situation: "I'll give you time to discuss this later. I need to arrange something first."
Everyone looked up.
"We won't be training tomorrow. We'll have a military training performance tomorrow morning, and everyone can pack up their things in the afternoon."
"Going home?"
"Dream on."
"I thought they would send us away tomorrow afternoon."
"Then why get ready so early? You can do it tonight."
"I have plans for tonight."
"What arrangements?"
Farewell party.
"Um?"
"Wow!"
*
The next morning, after the performance, all that was left was for the class leaders to retrieve the items that had been taken from their classes when they first arrived.
In the afternoon, as soon as the girls got their cosmetics back, they started tinkering with them in the dormitory.
Sunlight filled the entire room, and the little house was filled with various fragrant scents. Several girls crowded around the table, applying makeup to their faces.
"Xiaoxue, this is foundation, right?"
Does anyone have mascara?
"Can I use your blush?"
...
Wen Jiu had just come out of the bathroom and hadn't even had time to dry her hair when Lin Meng pulled her down to a chair.
She blinked, looking at her with a blank expression.
"What's wrong?"
"Makeup, huh?"
"I won't, you guys..."
Lin Meng raised a finger and lightly touched her lips: "No."
“And,” she suddenly moved closer to her, “Zhou Yanchuan hasn’t seen you with makeup on yet, has he?”
Wen Jiu's eyes flickered slightly, then dimmed as if she remembered something.
"But."
"No buts."
As Lin Meng spoke, she moved closer to her. As the distance between them gradually closed, the powder puff in her hand remained still.
Staring at the girl's porcelain-white skin, Lin Meng sighed softly, "It seems there's no need to wear foundation."
"Then I won't put on makeup," Wen Jiu said, and was about to get up, but was stopped by the girl.
Lin Meng threw away the powder puff in her hand and took a lip gloss from the table.
"We won't use foundation, but we still need to put on makeup."
"I," Wen Jiu suddenly hesitated to move the moment the cool touch of the lip gloss touched her lips.
The same goes for the mouth; it's unclear whether it should be closed or slightly open.
After applying lipstick, Lin Meng took a tube of mascara from the table, followed by blush.
Wen Jiu looked at the girl so close to him and unconsciously softened his breathing.
This was the first time she had ever been so close to a girl.
After an unknown amount of time, a voice rang in my ears: "All done."
Lin Meng straightened up and pulled the mirror closer. "Look."
Wen Jiu turned her head to look at herself in the mirror.
The eyes have a touch of light peach pink, and the eyelashes seem to have grown a bit longer. The lips are a similar color to the eyes, but with a delicate, glossy sheen, making them look moist.
These were all very minor changes, but for some reason, my whole feeling changed.
When the other girls heard "It's done," they all turned to look at her.
Wen Jiu was caught off guard by several curious and friendly gazes.
Before she could react, cheers rang in her ears.
"My God, Xiao Jiu, you're so beautiful."
"Oh, baby, let me kiss you."
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