Being chased and killed by evil fate
Two weeks have passed, and Song Qingcong, who had threatened to take revenge on Wen Jing, has not shown up yet.
Wen Jing couldn't help feeling uneasy. This person threatened her but didn't do anything. This was more disturbing than coming to her directly.
However, now she encountered a more difficult problem.
The high school waltz competition is an annual program of No. 1 Middle School. Now that they have entered the second year of high school, this activity has been put on the agenda.
During a class meeting, Yu Jie took out a small box and said that she would fold the names of the boys in the class into balls of paper and stuff them into the box. The girls would take one by one and whoever got the box would be the one.
However, Yu Jie said that it would not be announced for the time being, and they would be given half a day. If they picked a dance partner they really didn't like, they could discuss changing it with others as appropriate. The announcement would be made during the evening English class, and they would not be able to change it then.
The moment Wen Jing drew Chen Songyan, she felt very complicated.
She felt like she was being chased by evil fate.
It seems that God really likes to test her will.
Waltz, that is, two people holding hands, spinning in circles, and maybe hugging each other's waists, which means close contact every day, and occasionally looking at each other affectionately, which means having a little touching with the person you like in every physical education class from the first semester of the second year of high school to before the official competition in the next semester, and then one day you can't help but pounce on the person and kiss him or her!
What's so scary!
Wen Jing sat in her seat and turned her head to look at Chen Songyan in the back row. Chen Songyan noticed it, raised his head, and inexplicably smiled at her.
What is he laughing at?
Are you laughing at the fact that you can't escape from his clutches after all?
How is that possible!
Wen Jing suddenly turned her head and closed her eyes, but Chen Songyan's handsome smiling face appeared in her eyes again.
He seemed to be saying: "Wen Jing, let's dance the waltz together! I will smile at you so beautifully every day, look into your eyes with the affection that even a dog can feel, and hold your hand with my warm hand. I will watch you become distracted and dazed in my arms, and finally unable to restrain yourself, kissing me and hugging me, and then becoming more and more dissatisfied with the status quo. Then one day you will..."
"*!" Wen Jing opened her eyes and cursed out loud.
Chen Meng, who was drinking water beside her, glanced at her inadvertently.
Wen Jing looked back at her and suddenly raised the corners of her mouth.
"Chen Meng." she called.
Chen Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, put down the water cup, and stared at her without saying a word.
"Let's change dance partners?" Wen Jing said. Although she didn't know who Chen Meng had drawn, she would change no matter who it was and would definitely not continue dancing with Chen Songyan.
If you can't beat her, can't you hide from her?
However, she cannot dance with Chen Songyan, but she cannot replace Chen Songyan with someone else at will.
Boys wouldn't work, that would be too weird. She didn't want Chen Songyan dancing with a boy and causing others to gossip and laugh. Girls were hard to choose. Right now, it seemed she would only feel at ease if it was Chen Meng.
Chen Meng is a person who seems to have no interest in the whole world. In the same class for a year, she has never treated anyone in the class specially. She looks like she dislikes the whole class.
That would be perfect for dancing with Chen Songyan.
It just so happened that Chen Meng was very tall, over 1.7 meters, and Chen Songyan was the tallest boy in the class.
Wen Jing thought about it and smiled at Shen Meng in a friendly manner.
"No change." Chen Meng rejected her mercilessly without even asking who her dance partner was.
It makes people feel more at ease.
Wen Jing was not surprised. After two weeks, she had some understanding of her cold and aloof deskmate who was not very approachable.
Glancing at a postcard among her books, Wen Jing spoke slowly, "The Pillars of Creation, located in the center of the Eagle Nebula M16, resemble a strange creature gazing outward at the universe with its hands outstretched. It's about 7,000 light-years away. I've photographed it before, but the location in Suicheng wasn't suitable. Even after three consecutive nights of observation, long exposures, and photo editing, I still couldn't get a clear image."
"You mean, you have a complete set of astronomical telescopes at home that can photograph nebulae?" Wen Jing saw a rare look of surprise on the face of her icy-faced classmate.
Wen Jing nodded calmly, "I've photographed quite a few nebulae. If you're interested, I can take you to see them, or even lend them to you."
"condition?"
"Change your dance partner with me." Wen Jing said.
"Deal." Chen Meng's cold but firm voice sounded.
Wen Jing was stunned. It turned out that her deskmate was not that difficult to communicate with.
The two exchanged origami, and Wen Jing discovered that Chen Meng had never opened it at all, and she had no interest in opening the one she gave her, so she just put it on the table and left it there.
Wen Jing glanced at the one she got in exchange, clicked her tongue, and thought to herself, forget it, it’s better to dance with Chen Songyan’s good brother than to dance directly with Chen Songyan.
It was seven o'clock in the evening, half an hour before the evening class, and Chen Meng had not returned yet, so Wen Jing was the only one sitting there.
Yuli walked over to their table and asked her directly: "Wen Jing, who is your dance partner?"
Wen Jing showed her the origami.
Yuli's expression was obviously relaxed, but she frowned again quickly, muttering softly: "Why did Chen Meng get it?"
It goes without saying that she must have asked around for other people's dance partners and wanted to change someone.
Someone suddenly came in from the front door and Wen Jing glared at him.
Chen Songyan:?
Chen Die and Zhou Meng also walked in from the front door and asked Wen Jing hurriedly: "Wen Jing, just tell me, who did you draw?"
"The teacher will announce it in class later." Wen Jing said.
"Oh, please tell me secretly! Please!" Chen Die shook her hand.
Since the last seat change made her sad, Wen Jing thought it would be better to let her know in advance this time, so she showed her the origami.
"Damn it! How is he worthy?!" Chen Die said loudly.
Zhou Meng came over and asked: "Who is it?"
Chen Die turned around and snorted at him: "Get lost."
Zhou Meng: "You are not sick!"
Chen Die: "Get out of here quickly. I don't want to see you now."
Zhou Meng felt that she was being unreasonable and was about to argue with her, but Chen Songyan pulled her away: "Everyone told you to get out."
Zhou Meng turned around and saw that he looked unhappy. He pursed his lips and stopped talking. The two of them returned to their seats in silence.
After the two of them left, Chen Die turned around and asked, "Who picked Chen Songyan?"
Wen Jing shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.
Chen Die looked frustrated. "I originally thought that if I didn't win, then you would win, but...it really pissed me off!"
Wen Jing looked up at her: "Why do you say that?"
Could it be that she noticed something?
"I just think you're so outstanding that you need the most handsome man in the class, oh no, the most handsome man in the whole school, to be worthy of you! Oh, Chen Songyan is obviously the most suitable one. I'm so pissed!"
Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief. So that's how it is.
She doesn't want anyone to notice her feelings for Chen Songyan now.
"It's okay. I'm not tall and it's tiring to dance with him." Wen Jing made up a reason to comfort her.
"But I'm still angry! The most handsome one doesn't want to dance with me, and he wants to dance with those who are close to me. But none of the ones I'm close to got Chen Songyan!" Chen Die said irritably.
Wen Jing: “…”
So, in Chen Die's eyes, are handsome guys a shared resource for good sisters?
She felt like laughing.
Not long after, Chen Meng came back.
Yu Li came back and stood beside their table. She said to Shen Meng, "Shen Meng, can I change dance partners with you? My dance partner is Yu Hao, your previous deskmate. He said he has no conflicts with you."
"No change." Chen Meng didn't even raise his head.
"Why?"
"If you don't want to change it, then don't change it. Why so many reasons?" Chen Meng said bluntly. Her tone and expression were full of impatience. Chen Die and Wen Jing who were watching were dumbfounded.
Yuli's face also turned bad: "If you don't want to change, then don't change. Why are you so fierce? No wonder no one in the class wants to play with you!" After she said that, she walked away with a sullen face.
She was so fierce that Chen Die, who wanted to say a few words to Wen Jing, shut up and turned her head away.
Now Wen Jing not only doesn't have to worry about Chen Meng switching with someone else, but also doesn't have to remind her not to tell anyone about their exchange of dance partners.
The bell rang for evening classes, and Yu Jie walked in. She asked the girls to write their names on their origami papers and put them on the podium. But she didn't announce them immediately. Instead, she explained the topic first and read it out at the end of the last class.
She read it quickly, as if completing a task, not giving the crowd any time to react. However, this did not prevent Zhou Meng from excitedly shouting "Fuck!" when she read the part about Wen Jing and Zhou Meng jumping.
Success was achieved with a piece of chalk from Yu Jie.
But Zhou Meng's mood was not affected at all. After class, he ran to Chen Songyan and said he wanted to treat him to a meal.
Chen Songyan said in a cold tone: "I'm not hungry."
"Then tomorrow will do!" Zhou Meng said, looking completely complacent. Chen Die came over and spat at him: "You are such a villain!"
"What villain? I'm very handsome, okay!" Zhou Meng no longer cared about her previous shout of "get out".
Chen Die glared at him with disdain: "Now I think you are no different from Yin Zhiping."
Zhou Meng was very angry: "Damn, you are too much! Do you know how much I hate Yin Zhiping?"
The two of them started arguing with each other. Chen Songyan said, "I'm leaving first," and turned and walked out the back door.
Chen Die noticed and scolded Zhou Meng again: "Can't you see that your good brother is in a bad mood? He's still showing off here!"
Zhou Meng was slightly stunned: "No? Could it be because of dancing with Shen Meng? But although Shen Meng is a little cold, she is also very beautiful!"
"I really admire you, you wretched man!"
After the dance partners were assigned, in the physical education class the next day, boys and girls still stood separately and learned the male and female dance steps respectively.
However, the boys and girls who had confirmed their dance partners were thinking differently than before. They were extremely enthusiastic and would glance at their dance partners while dancing.
The most active one was Zhou Meng, who kept pointing at Chen Songyan in front of him and said, "Wen Jing seems a little unbalanced, but she's still pretty cute, hahahaha!"
"Are you sick and paying so much attention to others? Wen Jing is just your temporary dance partner and we don't have any deeper relationship. Why do you care how she dances?" Chen Songyan, who could no longer bear it, retorted to him.
Zhou Meng was very unhappy: "Even if we were just temporary dance partners, we've been together for at least six months. What's wrong with me observing her? Chen Songyan, don't think I don't know. You're just jealous of me. Everyone in our dorm wants to dance with her, so you must want to too!"
After he said this, Chen Songyan's expression changed, and finally he pursed his lips in shame and anger and stopped talking to him.
During the half-time break, an uninvited guest appeared in the training pile.
From a distance, Chen Songyan saw the other person walking towards him. He looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
Song Qingcong stood in front of him, almost as tall as him. He scanned him from head to toe with a pair of unfriendly eyes and said in a bad tone: "Are you Zhou Meng?"
Chen Songyan frowned, but before he could answer, Zhou Meng next to him said, "I'm Zhou Meng, what's wrong?"
Song Qingcong's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he walked around Zhou Meng and looked at him from beginning to end, saying with a smile:
"Are you Wen Jing's dance partner?"
Zhou Meng felt very unhappy when he looked at him, and said: "I am, what's wrong?"
Song Qingcong sneered and suddenly patted his shoulder: "Very good, very good."
Zhou Meng wanted to get angry, but the other party was tall and looked a bit ruffian, so he managed to hold it back.
Song Qingcong turned to Chen Songyan again: "So you are Wen Jing's deskmate who I've been with for a year, right?"
Chen Songyan had now remembered the man's identity. He was one of the thugs he and Wen Jing had met on the street before.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer.
"I heard that Wen Jing has exchanged seats with you. It seems that she is another victim." The hostility in Song Qingcong's eyes turned into sympathy.
"What do you mean?" Chen Songyan asked him coldly.
Song Qingcong smiled and moved closer to him: "Is she hot and cold towards you, sometimes very nice to you, but sometimes she suddenly alienates you, like now?"
Chen Songyan looked slightly surprised and said nothing.
Seeing his expression, Song Qingcong knew that he had guessed it right, and he smiled even more happily: "It seems that I am tired of you!"
"What do you mean you're tired of me?" His face completely darkened.
Song Qingcong stared at him: "I'm just tired of your face and your person."
"Why do you..." A whistle interrupted Chen Songyan's words. He glanced at the teacher in the front row, and when he turned back, Song Qingcong had already left.
After physical education class, Chen Songyan returned to the classroom. As he passed the front window, he heard the same voice he had heard on the playground: "My relationship with Wen Jing is basically that she pursued me."
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