Chapter 10: Losing Her Voice Her bleak and dull youth seemed to...
The weather turns cooler and the days get shorter.
It was still dawn when Bo Xia went to school. He was surrounded by groups of students in school uniforms running to the playground.
It was very foggy that day, and the whole city seemed to be shrouded in a layer of lotus-colored gauze. Bo Xia was standing on the left side of the team. She couldn't help but look back at the man, then turned back pretending to be casual.
That cautiousness did not alarm others, but it made her heart beat much faster.
He was still the same as usual, but seemed a little tired, with his eyelids drooping lazily. Zhou Suiye in front of him was talking to him in a low voice.
After morning exercises, Wen Xin glanced at the senior students who were being urged to run by their homeroom teachers, and couldn't help but sigh, "Senior year is so scary. I have to take advantage of this time to have fun."
Bo Xia couldn't help but laugh at her train of thought.
She also looked over there and heard the teacher say that physical fitness is very important and that only by exercising well can one learn better.
Examination-oriented education is so horrible, as if everything can only serve the purpose of learning.
But Bo Xia didn't have this realization at the time. It seemed like students of that age fell into two categories: those who didn't know why they were studying and so didn't, and those who didn't know why they weren't studying and so had to. Bo Xia belonged to the latter.
Even though she instinctively feels a certain fear of the unknown life, she still hopes to escape from her current life and not be like the carefree Wen Xin: "I really hope I never grow up."
Bo Xia sometimes found that Wen Xin was completely different from her. She said, "But growing up is good. When I grow up, I can do a lot of things I can't do now and go to a lot of places I want to go."
Wen Xin was puzzled and said as a matter of course: "I can do anything and go anywhere now."
Yes, they are different.
Wen Xin is an only child. Bo Xia had heard that she could receive subsidies for only children, and her parents doted on her extremely.
When Bo Xia was very young, she was required to bring her younger sister with her even when she went out to play. She was not allowed to go to many places or do many things because they were considered naughty and ignorant.
As the eldest daughter, she needs to give in to her younger sister in everything and even take on many responsibilities that originally belonged to the parents, as if she will not be loved and will be abandoned by the family if she does not do so.
But those pains were just troubles when she was still a minor and were not profound.
So she didn't say anything, but just looked at her enviously: "Do your parents still need a daughter?"
"Yes, come home and sleep with me tonight." Wen Xin put her arm around her waist and took advantage of her. The two of them played and laughed together as they returned to the classroom.
With the midterm exams approaching, the learning atmosphere in the classroom intensified. The English teacher came in and randomly handed out the papers they had taken home last time, so that he could pass them around and grade them while he explained the questions.
The students in the classroom were whispering to each other, wishing their papers were in the hands of their deskmates or friends so that they could give them higher scores for personal gain.
Bo Xia raised her hand and glanced at her test paper. Her breath caught in her throat. For a moment, she suspected it was an illusion. The white test paper was written with vigorous handwriting.
"Jin Yunyan."
Did luck sometimes favor her? She looked at the name with cherishment, wishing she could carve those words, as if those three short words were some kind of priceless treasure.
Zhou Suiye curiously pulled her paper over to take a look. When he saw the familiar name, he immediately smiled and called out the name of the person in front of him: "Ayan, your paper is here. Come on, bribe me and I'll ask my deskmate to give you a high score."
Jin Yunyan turned slightly sideways when she heard that. The person behind her suddenly became a little nervous, afraid that he would really turn around and look at her, afraid that those beautiful eyes would stare at her. What she feared most was that the secret hidden in her heart would be exposed.
But nothing happened. He just tilted his body slightly and glanced at Zhou Suiye indifferently, as if to say that he was boring.
Yes, Jin Yunyan's English grades have always been outstanding, so there is no need for others to give him slack.
But he still followed Zhou Suiye's words and said, "Why bribe you and not your deskmate?"
Such a subtle intersection also made Bo Xia feel uneasy. Secret admirers always weave fantasy stories in their hearts, and indulge in them while not believing them.
She clenched the pen in her hand and heard Zhou Suiye's ruffian voice beside her: "Because my deskmate will listen to me."
After saying that, he winked at her and said, "Right, deputy monitor."
I thought the good-tempered Bo Xia would nod, but she looked at Zhou Suiye very seriously and said, "Deputy monitor is just a position. It's under the management of the head teacher, not the monitor."
"Why--"
Zhou Suiye didn't expect that she was usually so well-behaved, but she would be so serious about such a small joke. His face was full of helplessness.
Bo Xia didn't think she was wrong, but after she finished speaking, the person sitting in front of her laughed softly, and her table moved slightly. That little ripple spread all the way to her heart.
"Did you hear that?"
She looked up, only seeing his broad back. His school uniform was clean and had a faint fragrance. She was so close to him that it felt like he would hear her heartbeat if she didn't cover it up.
The bell rang, and the English teacher picked up the test paper and began to explain the questions: "I've already covered the first question, so I won't go into the second question. The answer to the third question is obvious, so I won't explain it. The third question is also a basic question. I've said before that if there are two options for this type of question, choose this one..."
All the classmates: "..."
The soft sunlight coming in from outside the window, coupled with the English teacher speaking in Chinese and English, made everyone fall asleep.
Bo Xia almost fell asleep. When she couldn't open her eyes, someone suddenly poked her arm with a pen: "Hey, the teacher is looking at you."
She was startled and looked up at her English teacher, only to see that he was still concentrating on the question.
Realizing she was being teased, she raised her eyes and glared at him. Zhou Suiye found it amusing and couldn't help but look at her with his chin propped up. He had never found her so amusing before.
Bo Xia was only concerned with the test paper in his hand. He pulled Zhou Suiye's over to look at the answer, then picked up the red pen and made a check mark.
She looked at the casual letters on it and thought with some distress, it would be better if he just got two questions wrong. It's not like now, she doesn't even have an excuse to leave any trace.
The person next to her suddenly moved closer to her, took her red pen and crossed it out. Bo Xia knew he was playing a prank on her, so she quickly took the pen back and corrected him, whispering, "What are you doing?"
Zhou Suiye didn't think it was a big deal. He was just joking with Jin Yunyan. But his deskmate took it so seriously. He laughed, "Why are you protecting an outsider?"
Bo Xia didn't know which word in his words made her feel embarrassed, so she took out the other end of the ballpoint pen and poked his arm hard, and only then did Zhou Suiye calm down.
After grading the test paper, Bo Xia gave it a high score of 146.
She studied the paper carefully, and taking advantage of the noisy atmosphere in the classroom, she cautiously glanced at Zhou Suiye, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Do you know what this character is, Jin Yunyan? What kind of calligraphy did you use to achieve such a character?"
Zhou Suiye didn't think twice: "I'll ask for you."
Bo Xia subconsciously grasped his sleeve. She didn't say anything, but her eyes, bright and dark, looked at him like two grapes. Zhou Suiye couldn't stand her gaze and guessed that she was probably too introverted. He admitted defeat: "Okay, I'll just ask casually next time, not in your name, okay? You're so shameless."
She said thank you, and the coward in her heart took over all the territory and was now showing her fangs and claws.
Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, Bo Xia heard Zhou Suiye's voice again: "You wouldn't..."
Her heart suddenly tightened and she looked at him nervously, afraid that he would reveal the secret that she could not tell him.
Who knew Zhou Suiye would say the next second: "You also want to secretly imitate him and surpass him like Meng Roujin? You have quite the ambition..."
Bo Xia laughed awkwardly: "Yes, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier..."
The English teacher on the stage was tallying up the students' scores, checking their approximate proficiency. At the end, she asked if anyone had scored above 145. Bo Xia glanced at the test paper in her hand and, though somewhat introverted, raised her hand.
She didn't like the feeling of everyone's eyes on her, but she still tried hard to learn to adapt.
Bai Yiwan saw her raised hand, walked over with a smile on her face, and asked her, "Whose paper is it?"
Bo Xia opened her lips slightly and felt that she had lost her voice for a moment.
The name was so ordinary, but it suddenly felt hot between her lips and teeth, making it impossible for her to spit it out. It was even more difficult to say than her own name.
As soon as she said the first word, Teacher Bai thought she was introverted and walked over to take her paper. There was no surprise on her face: "It's Jin Yunyan, 146 points."
All eyes around were focused on her.
For a moment, her dull youth seemed to have borrowed his light.
After class, the teacher asked everyone to return their papers. Bo Xia patted the desk mate's shoulder and handed him the paper: "Um..."
Fortunately, she was behind him, so he couldn't see her hot cheeks. Bo Xia heard him say "hmm" softly, with his tone rising slightly.
She called his name, her voice so soft that she doubted she had said it yet. Only after she said those three words did she realize that she had a slight accent and pronounced "Jin" as "jing".
"..." She became a little more nervous, not knowing whether to correct him or not. She wondered if he hadn't noticed, and suddenly she heard him chuckle.
It wasn't meant to be sarcastic, but it still sounded a bit embarrassing.
She suddenly lost all the courage to talk to him, swallowed the rest of her words, hastily handed him the test paper, and got up and ran to the bathroom.
Meng Roujin, who was standing by, looked up at her back, but didn't notice anything. She pulled his paper over and asked, "Boss, can you explain the grammar of this place to me?"
Jin Yunyan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast uneven shadows on his face. He picked up a pen and explained the problem to her, the tip of the pen resting on the red check mark on it.
The noise in the classroom during breaks drowned out all the secrets.
After a day of classes, the students walked out of the campus with a brighter look on their faces. Wen Xin ran very fast, and Bo Xia quickly followed.
There is a row of camphor trees planted at the back door of the school. They look quite old. When the wind blows at night, the green leaves rustle.
"Hurry up, I need to buy some comic books."
The bookstore was still open, and Bo Xia followed Wen Xin to the magazine rack, which was filled with various comic books and novels.
She flipped through a few pages and saw Wen Xin go to pay the bill. She suddenly remembered that after school, Zhou Suiye said that Jin Yunyan's handwriting seemed to be running script.
"Wen Xin, wait for a moment."
The girl was still immersed in the newly bought comics. She was thinking about where the comics were last serialized. She didn't care what she was doing, but just nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Bo Xia bought a set of test papers and a copybook. After paying, he said to her, "Let's go."
Someone beside him took a look and saw a copybook of required practice questions for the college entrance examination and a copybook: "Why did you buy a copybook? I think your handwriting is very beautiful."
Bo Xia was afraid that her thoughts would be discovered, so she covered it up by saying, "I feel it's not good enough yet. I want to practice so that my papers will be neater in the future."
Wen Xin looked at her with admiration.
She couldn't even finish a test, and the most she could do was to do a tutorial after class, but her friend actually had time to practice calligraphy.
However, Bo Xia was not as self-disciplined and perfect as she imagined. After buying the calligraphy book, she only practiced a few pages and then put it on the desk.
She didn't take it out to continue practicing until the weekend. After finishing, she rubbed her sore neck and heard the noisy sounds of her family outside.
This is not the first day that my mother and sister have been arguing.
She lay on the bed, took out her cell phone and checked her space. She saw photos of Zhou Suiye and Jin Yunyan in his space. The idea that was already brewing in her mind struggled to emerge again.
Should I add him as a friend? Will he refuse?
Bo Xia dug out Jin Yunyan's contact information from the group and kept typing and deleting it. The page her phone stopped on said "I am Bo Xia". She hesitated whether to add the word "classmate".
It seems a bit superfluous?
I hesitated for a long time and didn't press the send button.
Suddenly, she heard laughter, and Bo Xia was so frightened that her hand moved and her phone fell on the bed. She frowned and looked at her sister, realizing that he had entered her room without her consent again.
But that's not the point. The point is that she was holding her diary in her hand. It had a purple cover and a pendant on it. Perhaps it was so beautiful that it attracted her sister's attention.
As if a string in her body was stretched tight, Bo Xia looked at her nervously, afraid that she would turn around in the next second: "Give it back to me."
"No, no," Bo Yi said, making a face at her, "Go ahead and hit me."
When Bo Xia went to get her, she kept yelling. The two of them walked around the living room in circles, which annoyed her mother. She lectured her as usual: "Can't you just give in to your sister? Just give her what she wants. You are so ignorant."
She was a little angry, but powerless to resist, while the winner opposite her was already grinning triumphantly.
Bo Xia had to wait until her mother left and then coax her: "Give it back to me, and I'll give you the dolls in my room to play with."
"I don't want it. I have toys. So, next time you take me out to play, buy me one."
She was a little helpless: "Okay."
The diary was then returned to Bo Xia's hands. After returning to her room, she immediately found a place to hide the diary.
Remembering that her phone was still on, she picked it up and took a look. Her eyes fell on the words on the screen. It was her personal information, but there was an extra option below - "Send message".
Bo Xia thought he had seen it wrong, so he clicked on the friend page and saw a line of conversation on a white background.
——"I am Bo Xia."
——"We have successfully added each other as friends, and we can start chatting now~"
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