Wen Ruan was undecided and didn't know which major to apply for.
The college entrance examination at that time was different from that in later generations; candidates could apply to any school and any major according to their own wishes.
There were no applicant numbers or past score lines to refer to; everyone was in the same boat, completely clueless.
Wen Ruan and Song Ling had previously estimated the scores. With a total score of 500, Song Ling had about 360 points, which was quite good. She should have no problem getting into Beijing Normal University, which was also her first choice.
However, Wen Ruan was somewhat troubled. She estimated that her score was around 400, which should be enough to get into Tsinghua University and Peking University, but the difficulty lay in deciding what major to study.
If you want to drift through life like in your previous life, you can learn a major that you are good at, such as English or French, because Wen Ruan is proficient in these two languages, so they are not difficult to learn and will be very easy.
But Wen Ruan didn't want to do it all over again. She didn't want to be like she was in her previous life, especially since everyone's eyes were full of hope in the examination hall, which deeply moved her.
Although every test taker knows in their heart that most of the more than 5.7 million people taking the exam are destined to fail, for many people, the result of the exam is not the only outcome.
For many, the exam itself is a belated compensation for being forgotten, a decade too late...
And he had just seized this invaluable gift, with almost a 100% chance of passing the exam. This was something many people envied, and he couldn't afford to waste it.
After much deliberation and discussion with Song Yan, Wen Ruan finally decided to become Song Yan's junior, with her first choice being the International Relations major at Tsinghua University.
The subsequent choices were also schools in Beijing, and without exception, they were all for international relations.
She considered that she should retain her advantage of being proficient in multiple foreign languages, but at the same time, she should also expand into some new areas.
Especially now, in a turbulent world, with all industries in a state of disarray and needing to be rebuilt, I have seen a bright future and am full of confidence in it. I am even more eager to contribute to building a better future.
After she told Song Yan about her idea, he was very supportive and encouraged her. He never expected that Wen Ruan's small body was filled with so much patriotism.
This was unlike any woman he had ever met before...
After deciding on her college application, Wen Ruan felt relieved and began to enjoy this hard-won leisure time.
After all, school will start after the New Year, and life after that may be very busy.
We started planning where to go in the next few days, and we got quite excited as we talked about it.
I slept too much today and couldn't fall asleep until very late; I'm feeling a bit excited.
The room was very warm, heated by the radiator. Wen Ruan was wearing a white floral nightgown that she had specially made for winter, lying on the bed with her thick, black hair smoothly pressed back behind her head.
Her face was delicate and beautiful, her figure was curvaceous, and her skin was fair and smooth. When she got excited, she kept shaking her little feet, and unintentionally touched Song Yan from time to time.
Song Yan could clearly feel that his self-control was getting lower and lower with Wen Ruan, because Wen Ruan had been preparing for the college entrance examination for the past few months, and he had always restrained himself and never touched her.
I thought that since the college entrance exam had just ended, she should get some rest, but then she...
"Can't you sleep?" Song Yan's voice was a little hoarse, and his gaze was somewhat intense as he looked at Wen Ruan.
Wen Ruan was a little taken aback. She had slept too much during the day and was indeed not sleepy at all: "Yeah, I can't sleep."
Her tone was soft and delicate, and upon closer listening, one could almost hear a hint of grievance in her voice.
Song Yan finally felt as if the last string in his mind had snapped completely.
"Then I'll help you..." After saying that, he finally couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed the back of Wen Ruan's head, kissing her delicate lips and sucking on that heart-fluttering sweetness.
Then cover your whole body with it.
......
The night was deep, and a cold wind was blowing outside, but it was warm and cozy inside.
Inside the room, the two shared a deep, intimate kiss. Wen Ruan felt her scalp tingling from Song Yan's kisses, and she could hardly breathe.
She didn't know what was wrong with Song Yan. She had only told him about her plans to go out and have fun tomorrow, so how did that suddenly provoke him to such a beastly state?
Wen Ruan was held firmly in Song Yan's arms, her body uncontrollably burning up, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Wen Ruan hummed and pushed Song Yan as if to remind him of something, but before she could speak, he gently bit her earlobe. She couldn't say anything more when he took her earlobe into his mouth and bit it.
Song Yan slightly raised his body, took off his upper clothes and threw them off the bed. His eyes were bloodshot, his large hand gripped her slender nape, and his other hand was covered in a smooth, slippery substance...
Wen Ruan felt like she was about to suffocate. She was so stimulated by Song Yan's actions that her eyes were slightly unfocused and her red lips were slightly parted, looking like she was at his mercy.
Song Yan couldn't take such stimulation. Before she could catch her breath, he pressed himself against her again...
It was extremely quiet all around; the only sounds were their breathing and Song Yan's low panting...
Song Yan sat up slightly, opened the bedside drawer with one hand, took out a box, and rummaged around for a while... but found nothing.
Song Yan turned the box upside down and found that nothing came out. Then he sat up and pulled the drawer open, and there was indeed nothing inside.
Song Yan broke out in a cold sweat, slightly puzzled: "That's all?"
It was only then that Wen Ruan gradually came to her senses. She had just wanted to remind him that they seemed to be out of contraceptives.
The two hadn't had much contact recently, and they weren't even aware that their things were almost gone. They only saw them while tidying up just now.
She was thinking of reminding him to go to the hospital to get some more when he had time, but before she could even speak, she was overwhelmed by Song Yan's waves of enthusiasm and couldn't say a word...
Song Yan suppressed the overwhelming heat, stood by the bed, breathing heavily. After calming down for a while, he reached out and picked up the blanket next to him, covering her with it.
He lay down and held Wen Ruan tightly through the blanket to prevent her from moving, his voice hoarse and husky: "You naughty little thing..."
Wen Ruan couldn't help but laugh out loud, a pleased smile playing on her lips. The big bad wolf got what he deserved...
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