Just as Song Yan was about to continue, he suddenly remembered that if the girl beneath him later recalled that he hadn't washed her first before doing this, she might get angry and ignore him for a long time.
Song Yan struggled to control his body, propped himself up, and wanted to find a towel to wipe Wen Ruan first. Before he could fully stand up, Wen Ruan took the initiative to stretch out her arm, hug Song Yan's neck, and pull him down.
At that moment, Song Yan instantly understood Wen Ruan's implication. His slightly clear mind vanished in an instant, and he immediately pressed his entire body against hers...
She had already become somewhat conscious when Song Yan kissed her, and after sensing his actions, she didn't know where she got the courage to act so boldly...
In the darkness, all the senses were magnified infinitely. Wen Ruan was already incredibly shy from her earlier initiative. She tried to cover herself with her hands, but Song Yan held her hands and pressed her against the bedside, leaving her no choice but to let him explore her freely.
Wen Ruan curled her toes, causing her instep to arch, and her whole body was tense. Although the two had "communicated" many times, every time she experienced this place that she was ashamed to touch, being sucked by Song Yan and even making "tsk tsk" sounds, she was so ashamed that she almost cried.
But as Song Yan continued his actions and she became more emotional, she couldn't help but let out soft sobs, which only made Song Yan more agitated. Wen Ruan could only bite her lip tightly to avoid making any more embarrassing noises.
But Song Yan didn't seem satisfied. He lowered his head and kissed Wen Ruan, his tongue prying open her lips...
As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, Wen Ruan gradually became able to make out Song Yan's outline. She saw that Song Yan's gaze towards her held earnestness, pity, and boundless passion; in that instant, it seemed to burn Wen Ruan to ashes, drawing her into an endless, irresistible descent...
The two carefree days passed quickly. Originally, Song Yan wanted to continue taking Wen Ruan to school on Sunday, but Wen Ruan always disagreed.
There were no classes at 8 a.m. on Monday morning, only one around 10 a.m. Wen Ruan also asked for leave from his afternoon classes, as he needed to go to the auditorium to participate in the selection for the exchange meeting. After much consideration, Wen Ruan decided to send him to the training before returning to school to prepare for various matters.
Song Yan was worried that Wen Ruan was working too hard and wanted to refuse...
“You always saw me off before, so what’s wrong with me seeing you off this time? After your training is over, if you have the chance, you can send me a message in advance and I’ll come pick you up…” Wen Ruan said coquettishly, trying her best to suppress the sadness in her heart.
Song Yan could only nod in agreement.
The Beijing Municipal Cadre School is located relatively close to the city center, not far from Tsinghua University, probably only six or seven bus stops away. Song Yan traveled light, carrying only a small suitcase containing essentials. After saying goodbye to Wen Ruan, he entered the school gate.
Separated by a door, the two stared at each other for a long time. They would not see each other again for at least two months. Wen Ruan tried her best to force a smile, not wanting Song Yan to worry about her, but tears flowed uncontrollably down her face.
Wen Ruan quickly waved goodbye to Song Yan, turned around, and only dared to wipe the tears from her face after she had walked quite a distance away...
Song Yan watched her from inside the door, his tall, lonely figure staring at Wen Ruan until she became a tiny dot on the road and disappeared completely...
Finally, she arrived back at school on time. Her roommates were about to leave for class, so Wen Ruan quickly packed her books and followed them.
"Ruan Ruan, what's wrong..." Seeing Wen Ruan's red eyes, as if she had just been crying, the others couldn't help but feel worried. Dong Ya asked.
Wen Ruan calmed herself down: "It's alright, Song Yan is going to be in centralized quarantine for a few months..."
Apart from Wen Ruan, none of the other roommates were married, or even had partners. Some of them couldn't understand Wen Ruan's feelings at this moment and didn't know how to comfort her. They could only stay quietly with Wen Ruan and hope that she would recover soon.
Finally, Dong Ya broke the silence and took the initiative to ask, "How's your preparation for the selection this afternoon? These past two days, my older sister's been acting like she's possessed, constantly muttering to herself, only coming back when the library closes..." Dong Ya thought that a good way to help someone quickly escape from sadness and distress is to keep them busy, so they don't have time to think about anything else...
She's always done it this way, and it's very effective...
Sure enough, Wen Ruan's attention was drawn to Dong Ya's words, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She glanced at Zhou Wen walking beside her and saw that she was holding a book and muttering to herself. It was a book about the history of art from various countries.
Wen Ruan quickly rummaged through her bag, took out all the notes she had made before, looked at them carefully, and then, like Zhou Wen, began to memorize them diligently.
After seeing this, Song Ge secretly gave Dong Ya a thumbs up, mouthing, "You really have a way."
This made Dong Ya burst into laughter.
After class, Wen Ruan and Zhou Wen went back to their dormitory to change clothes in preparation for the afternoon's selection, while the other four in the dormitory went to the cafeteria to get food for the two of them.
Wen Ruan was alright; she had some confidence in herself. Apparently, the selection process mainly tested everyone's ability to adapt to changing circumstances and handle emergencies. There was no written test, only an interview.
She was always confident in her interview skills, and believed that as long as she prepared well, there shouldn't be any major problems.
But Zhou Wen didn't think so. She was very nervous. She always thought that she was lucky to get this spot. If she failed the selection and was eliminated, she would be letting down the teachers' expectations. Wouldn't that be exactly what those people who had always had a problem with her wanted?
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