Chapter 75 The moment he realized he was falling for her, he was already thinking about how to have a happy ending with her.
From the moment Zhou Yanchuan stopped in front of Wen Jiu, an eerie silence fell over the surroundings.
The students stood there, staring intently at the two of them.
The moment Wen Jiu heard Zhou Yanchuan say "eat," her nose couldn't help but sting with tears: "Eat?"
"Or are you trying to renege on your debt?"
"no."
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Zhou Yanchuan glanced at her as he spoke, softening his tone even more: "Uncle Wang's house will be closed soon."
Wen Jiu turned to look at the girl beside her, and before she could say it, she said, "Xiaxia, I'm leaving first."
Xia Shi immediately let go of the hand that was holding her arm, her eyes sparkling: "Go quickly."
"Um."
The two walked towards the school gate one after the other. Zhou Yanchuan was in front and Wen Jiu was behind. One of them looked like an arrogant and unapproachable guy just from his back, while the other had a low ponytail, wore a blue and white school uniform, and carried her schoolbag obediently on her shoulder, exuding the temperament of a well-behaved and good student.
The two contrasts are too strong.
But at this moment, there is also a strange sense of harmony.
Because they saw Zhou Yanchuan slow down after walking a short distance, stand next to Wen Jiu, turn to the side and lower his head, and say something. They saw that the schoolbag that was originally on the girl's shoulder was now on his shoulder.
The group of students in the hall were completely stunned.
The streetlight illuminated his handsome profile, revealing a cold, rugged, yet gentle expression.
It was as if an invisible hand had slapped heavily across the faces of those who had just spoken out of turn.
*
The alley was unusually quiet today; apart from the rustling of leaves in the wind, there was no other sound.
Wen Jiu looked down at the two shadows that were stretched infinitely by the streetlights.
Zhou Yanchuan, standing to the side, looked at her.
Looking at her lowered head and drooping eyelashes.
"I'm not leaving."
When those two words suddenly rang in her ears, Wen Jiu abruptly stopped in her tracks.
She tilted her head back.
Zhou Yanchuan looked down at her, and whether to comfort her or something else, he repeated, "I'm not going abroad."
I should be happy, but my heart still feels sour and swollen.
“But I thought about it today,” Wen Jiu said.
What are you thinking about?
"If you go abroad."
Zhou Yanchuan seemed lost in thought for a moment, then followed up with, "What if we go abroad?"
"It's good for your future."
"You want me to come?"
"Um."
“If you go, you might not come back,” Zhou Yanchuan paused for a moment, then continued, “Do you want me to go too?”
Just listening to it made Wen Jiu feel nauseous and vomit. Belatedly, her heart also ached.
But she still heard herself say, "Hmm."
The only sound of wind in the alley was gone.
The silence was so profound that it seemed as if only their breathing could be heard.
An unknown amount of time passed.
"But I have already refused."
She looked at him, somewhat bewildered: "You rejected me?"
"yes."
Upon confirming once again, Wen Jiu was more anxious than curious about why he had refused.
"Why?"
Zhou Yanchuan raised his eyebrows to look.
That usually calm face now showed signs of panic.
Because of him.
His eyes unconsciously softened.
Before he could answer, Wen Jiu continued, "If it's because you're angry with Uncle Zhou, there's absolutely no need to jeopardize your future. If it's because..."
She was unsure of her importance to him, so she paused unconsciously when talking about herself, and then continued, "If it's because of me, I'm fine. I'm already so old, I only have one more year of high school left, and after that I can stay far away from Wen Chengyu, so you won't have to worry."
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the person who had spoken so much and asked in a low voice, "Are you done?"
Seeing the person in front of her react so calmly, Wen Jiu had no idea what he was thinking, so she just nodded and said, "Mm."
"Let's go then."
The sudden change of topic caught Wen Jiu off guard: "Where to?"
"Have a meal."
"What I just said..."
"knew."
Seeing his reaction, Wen Jiu sensed that he didn't quite understand, so she asked again, "Are you going abroad?"
"I'm not going."
"..."
Seeing such a resistant person, Wen Jiu couldn't help but worry that he was still trapped in the day his mother died.
But people who do wrong things are doing well, so why do kind people have to be imprisoned?
"Zhou Yanchuan."
"Um."
She asked with some concern, "Are you still thinking about Aunt Ning?"
Seeing how cautious the man was, as if afraid of offending him with his words, Zhou Yanchuan shook his head and said, "No."
An unexpected answer.
Wen Jiu couldn't think of any other reason besides this one that would make him give up on himself.
"So what are you thinking about?" she couldn't help but ask.
“I’m thinking,” Zhou Yanchuan said, looking at her with deep eyes and a low, gentle voice, “whether I can catch up with you if I start pursuing you now.”
“Chase…me?” Wen Jiu was stunned, her mind a complete mess.
"Didn't you want to go to the same school as me?" Zhou Yanchuan said in a low voice.
A second later, she whispered again, "I'll give it a try."
After drifting aimlessly for so long, a sudden impulse stirred within me, and my desire to become a better person became so urgent.
With her by his side, he naturally wouldn't jeopardize his future out of spite.
Going abroad is certainly a good option, but the cost is unbearable.
So being a little slow and working a little harder isn't necessarily a bad thing.
The moment I realized I was falling for her, I was already thinking about how to have a happy ending with her.
*
Chen Yu noticed that Zhou Yanchuan was acting strangely lately. In the past, although it was difficult to ask him out, it wasn't that he couldn't go out at all. But now, since it was decided that he wouldn't be going abroad, no matter how Chen Yu asked him out, he couldn't go out.
He even started reading books.
Is that the person reading the book?
In the classroom.
Chen Yu, seeing the person who wasn't sleeping and was writing something in a notebook with their head down, couldn't help but say, "Xiao Chuan."
"Um."
"Have you been having something on your mind lately?"
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the person who seemed nervous and was about to ask: Why do you ask that?
Then I heard him say, "Why are you under so much pressure that you've started studying?"
He paused for a moment, then laughed and scolded him.
“Really,” Su Shun said with concern in his eyes, “Brother, if anything happens to you, you can tell us. Don’t keep it to yourself.”
"..."
He was just reading a book, was it really that big of a deal?
Zhou Yanchuan thought the two of them were being ridiculous, but he didn't expect that something even more ridiculous was yet to come.
Wu Feng came over and exclaimed, "Holy crap! Brother Chuan, why are you torturing yourself?!"
"..."
Zhou Yanchuan raised his hand, and the three of them each slapped him before things quieted down.
*
Afternoon self-study.
Sunlight streamed obliquely into the classroom through the glass windows.
The boy in the back row studied intently for the entire afternoon, doing nothing but doing exercises and reading.
Wen Jiu originally thought that Zhou Yanchuan was just saying it casually in the alley that night, but recently, whenever she looked back, he was always studying.
She watched him as he focused intently on his work.
Wen Jiu hadn't seen Zhou Yanchuan like this in a long time.
He has been smart since childhood, and coupled with his carefree personality, he either does things easily or is too lazy to care, rarely needing to go all out.
But right now, he is truly working hard to keep that promise.
She felt a warmth envelop her heart, and even her breathing softened.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com