Since it is a bad fate
"Starting this week, let's switch to figure sketching. Starting with the first boy in the first row on the left, we'll have a different boy sit in the middle each class to serve as the sketch model."
After the sketching class teacher finished speaking, he called the boy to the middle and said, "You sit in the middle and pick any object you want to draw and just draw it."
Soon, the only sound in the classroom was the rustling of pens.
Sketching was an elective class at No. 1 Middle School, held once a week. To accommodate those who didn't already know how to do it, the course was very basic. Wen Jing already knew how to do it, but she chose this class simply because she was worried about losing her skills.
This was one of the easier classes of the week, but Wen Jing was distracted, just like in any other required course.
After a while, the teacher walked over to her, stared at her drawing, and asked her: "Are you sure you are drawing the boy in the middle?"
Wen Jing suddenly came back to her senses and stood there in a daze as she watched Chen Songyan's face gradually take shape.
"You're not drawing him, you're giving him plastic surgery! And he looks so handsome, like a star."
After the teacher finished speaking, all the students in the sketching class laughed.
"Which idol are you secretly drawing again?" The teacher smiled at her.
Because her level was obviously not that of the basic class, the teacher valued her more and would take a closer look at her paintings.
Wen Jing quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, teacher, I'll draw it again."
The teacher waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you draw very well. You drew like this based on memory. It seems that you really like this idol."
Wen Jing's face flushed and she agreed.
She glanced at the lifelike face on the sketchpad and was particularly glad that no one in the class had chosen the same elective course as her, otherwise she would be doomed.
Their works needed to be turned in and would not be distributed until the next class, so she naturally couldn't let this painting circulate.
Seeing that there was still time, Wen Jing quickly took down the sketch, put a new piece of paper on it, and started tracing the classmate in the middle.
Wen Jing hurriedly finished the drawing just one minute before class ended, fearing the teacher would ask her to turn in Chen Songyan's drawing. As soon as the bell rang, she handed it in and ran away.
She ran so fast that she accidentally bumped into someone as she walked out the door, and the sketchpad in her hand fell to the ground.
"Wen Jing, why are you running? Why are you in such a hurry?" A familiar voice sounded. Wen Jing saw Chen Songyan, who was only one classroom away from the class he had chosen, appear in front of him, and lowered his head to pick up her sketchpad.
Her heart almost stopped beating at that moment.
"Don't touch my things!" she almost shouted.
Chen Songyan's hands froze.
Wen Jing quickly picked it up and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that the sketchpad was upside down. But when she turned her head, she saw the face that was completed unconsciously, and her heart skipped a beat again.
She slammed the sketchpad over herself, said "I'm leaving first," and ran away.
Chen Songyan stared at her back for several seconds before continuing to walk forward.
Zhou Meng rushed up from behind him: "Son!"
Chen Songyan reached out and shook him off.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"
"nothing."
“…”
After the elective class, it was lunch time. Wen Jing first put the sketchpad into the desk box in the classroom before walking towards the cafeteria.
There were too many people on the first and second floors, so she went up to the third floor and first went to the window to get a cup of water and reserve a seat.
Looking back, there were also queues at the windows on the third floor, but not as many as on the first and second floors.
Suddenly, her gaze froze, and she saw a familiar figure standing at the end of the window where Yuan Zilian was standing.
She quickly glanced at the braised chicken rice next to her that she had originally wanted to eat, and changed direction without hesitation.
Chen Songyan was chatting with Zhou Meng in front of him and didn't notice that she was following behind him.
I don’t know what Zhou Meng said. Chen Songyan replied briefly and seemed to have no interest.
Suddenly, Zhou Meng's voice became louder: "I am Cao Chen Songyan, look over there!"
Wen Jing thought he was talking about herself, but Chen Songyan turned to the right.
Wen Jing saw him frown.
She turned in the direction of his gaze and saw a face she knew from junior high school.
Zhou Meng whispered something to Chen Songyan again, but Wen Jing didn't hear clearly.
Chen Songyan's face looked even worse.
Wen Jing was really curious, so she asked directly: "Are you talking about Huang Xing?"
The two were startled.
"Oh my god! Wen Jing, why did you follow us so quietly?" Zhou Meng asked her.
Wen Jing blinked: "I want to eat lotus residue and make trouble."
"You didn't even say hello to us?"
"I'm asking you guys. Are you two talking about Huang Xing?"
Zhou Meng glanced at Chen Songyan, and Chen Songyan frowned.
Zhou Meng: "Nothing."
Wen Jing's expression turned colder: "Okay, you brothers have secrets, and since you're not very familiar with me, it's normal not to tell."
Zhou Meng immediately looked at Chen Songyan: "Chen Songyan!"
Chen Songyan hesitated and asked her, "Do you know Huang Xing?"
"We had a little interaction in junior high school, but we weren't close friends. I don't like him very much."
"That's quite discerning! No one likes this kind of person!" Zhou Meng said.
"So what happened between you and him?" Wen Jing looked at Chen Songyan.
Chen Songyan looked at Zhou Meng: "You say."
"That's right. During the last joint exam, the guy who threw the note at Chen Songyan was going to throw it to Huang Xing, who was sitting in front of Chen Songyan, but he missed. The guy didn't dare admit it was Huang Xing because Huang Xing had threatened him. Chen Songyan and I went to him, but Huang Xing refused to admit it. We had no evidence, so we were so angry that we had no way to vent."
Wen Jing frowned: "Which class is Huang Xing from?"
"Class 10."
"Isn't that the same class as Chi Ya? Haven't you looked for Chi Ya?"
"I want to find it! Chen Songyan said not to involve other people."
Wen Jing let out an unhappy "tsk".
"It's your turn." Chen Songyan pushed Zhou Meng, and Zhou Meng had to turn around.
Wen Jing watched him quickly pick up a bowl of lotus root soup and pointed to the window: "There's a yellow cup over there, sit there."
Zhou Meng was stunned for a moment, then said "oh" and walked over.
Chen Songyan's turn came up soon, and Wen Jing said, "You sit over there too."
The tone didn't sound like a negotiation, so Chen Songyan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and walked over.
Wen Jing followed closely behind with her own cup. When she saw Chen Songyan walk to the table and say something to Zhou Meng, Zhou Meng moved from the side to the seat opposite her cup.
She walked over, skipped over her water cup, and sat opposite Chen Songyan.
Chen Songyan paused noticeably, raised his head slightly, and then continued to eat.
"Chen Songyan." Wen Jing called him, he raised his head but didn't ask.
"You're mad at me."
Chen Songyan's eyes froze: "I..."
"I'm so sorry. I bumped into you after class and was really mean to you. I didn't mean to. I had some trouble in class and was in a bad mood. I apologize. I'm sorry."
"Oh—no wonder I said he looked like he'd taken the wrong medicine today!"
"Zhou Meng!" Chen Songyan glared at him, then looked at Wen Jing, his lips curving slightly.
"I'm not... not very angry." He then asked, "Did you encounter any trouble in class?"
Wen Jing's expression became a little awkward, and she said, "Can we skip this topic?"
Zhou Meng looked at Chen Songyan: "Did you hear that? Don't ask questions you shouldn't know!"
Wen Jing laughed: "You are quite sensible."
"That's right." Zhou Meng said.
Chen Songyan reminded him: "Eat your meal quickly, you are talking so much."
Wen Jing came out with her cell phone. Halfway through her meal, she sent a message to Chi Ya asking if she was in the classroom at noon.
Chi Ya said she would go back to the classroom after dinner.
Wen Jing glanced at Chen Songyan who was eating quietly opposite her. The other party noticed and looked at her.
After thinking about it, Wen Jing said, "I'll go find Chi Ya later."
"Why are you looking for her?"
"Something."
Chen Songyan frowned.
Wen Jing stopped talking. If she told him the truth, he would definitely refuse, but she was afraid that he would be unhappy if she didn't tell him the truth.
That’s enough, that’s all.
After finishing the meal, Wen Jing stood up first: "I'm leaving first, bye."
Chen Songyan didn't follow. He sat for a while before getting up and saying to Zhou Meng, "I'm not going back to the dormitory. You go back first."
"Where are you going?"
"Something."
The two people who had something to do walked towards Class 10 classroom one after the other.
Wen Jing heard footsteps from behind, neither too far nor too near, in sync with her own. Ripples of emotion filled her heart. When she passed a roadside mirror and saw the face clearly, the corners of her mouth curved up.
The two of them kept this distance until they were almost at Class 10. Wen Jing suddenly heard the words "Chi Ya" coming from the corner. She paused and looked closely. It was Chi Ya and Huang Xing.
"What are you pretending to be, Chi Ya? Just because I praised you a few times, you really think you're a goddess! I've been chasing you for almost a year, and you're treating me like a dog!"
Huang Xing got angry when he didn't hear what Chi Ya said:
"Who do you think you are? One of your parents delivers goods to the supermarket, and the other sells goods to the supermarket, and you are just a lowly bastard!"
"Huang Xing!" Wen Jing ran over and shouted his name.
Huang Xing had just turned his head and was slapped in the face before he could see his face clearly.
"I □□..." Just as he raised his head, he was slapped again on the other side.
Huang Xing swung his arms to hit someone, but Chen Songyan rushed up from behind, stopped him, and twisted his hands behind his back.
"Try to move her."
Wen Jing heard him say that in a cold voice.
How could such a corny line be said? she wondered.
But very handsome, she thought again.
"Sister Wen, are you okay?" Chi Ya rushed over and grabbed her hand.
"Huang Xing, I recorded everything you just said. If you have the guts, spread the word about what happened today. I promise you'll soon be more famous than me." Chi Ya said to the man who was struggling frantically while being held down by Chen Songyan.
Huang Xing stared at the two of them fiercely, but Chen Songyan was so strong that he couldn't resist at all.
"Ha! Who was it I was wondering? It turned out to be Wen Jing who used to lick Song Qingcong! What? Are you licking someone else now? The one behind me?" He turned his head fearlessly and looked at Chen Songyan.
Chen Songyan was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly exerted some force and cried out in pain.
"It seems that Song Qingcong has let you, the disobedient dog, go! Why is the information updated so untimely?" Wen Jing smiled at him.
"Bullshit! Who the hell is Song Qingcong? He can't even get into No. 1 Middle School!" Huang Xing's eyes were bloodshot and he looked very defensive.
"Indeed. Before, I had to look at the owner when beating you, but now the leash is off, I can beat you as much as I want!"
"You!" Huang Xing was about to rush up and beat her, but was held down by Chen Songyan.
Suddenly, Chi Ya saw a familiar figure walking towards her. She glanced at Wen Jing and then at Chen Songyan: "Whoa..."
In the past, when they talked about Director Yu, Chi Ya always deliberately imitated the sound of a horse, so Chen Songyan quickly understood.
Chi Ya continued, "I'll count to three, two, one, and we'll all run to the right!"
Huang Xing, who was suddenly released:?
"Huang Xing, what are you doing sneaking around in the blind spot of the surveillance camera? Are you smoking again? Hand it over to me!"
Huang Xing, who happened to have a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in his pocket, said: "..."
After running to the square, Chen Songyan asked, "What if he betrays us later? Wen Jing beat him up."
He was even more surprised than Huang Xing by Wen Jing's two slaps without explanation.
"Don't worry! I have evidence that he scolded me, he doesn't dare to say it! Besides, there is no surveillance at that location, that's why he asked me to talk there." Chi Ya said.
She then asked Wen Jing, "Sister Wen, how could you be so brave? You just came up and slapped him twice!"
Wen Jing: "I called them because I saw there was no surveillance. One called for you, and the other called for Chen Songyan."
Moreover, Chen Songyan was behind her.
After she finished speaking, they were both stunned.
"What's the dispute between him and Chen Songyan?"
Wen Jing explained it again.
"This despicable man, what else can he do besides framing others and bullying the weak?! Sister Wen, look at what kind of people are chasing me!"
"I'll keep a closer eye on you from now on and introduce you to good ones if I find one."
"Forget it, we are the same, both have bad fate!" Chi Ya said again, and when she realized what she said, her face changed, "I'm sorry, Sister Wen, I-I-I deserve to die!" She slapped herself.
Wen Jing stopped her: "It's okay, bad fate is also fate."
She glanced at Chen Songyan inadvertently.
Chen Songyan:?
That night, Wen Jing dreamed of the nightmare from a few days ago again.
She was still sitting alone in the last row, watching Chen Songyan lead the girl whose face could not be seen in and shout to everyone that she was his wife.
However, before the two of them could kiss, Wen Jing walked straight up to her.
"Chen Songyan!" she called him.
Chen Songyan frowned and looked at him: "What?"
That expression seemed as if he was very impatient with her.
Wen Jing walked over, grabbed his collar, pulled him towards her, and covered his mouth with her head.
Before Chen Songyan could react, she had already let him go, with a triumphant smile on her lips: "I'm telling you, next time you dare to bring another girl into my dream, I promise I won't just kiss you in front of her. This is my dream, I can do whatever I want."
Chen Songyan glared at her with a red face.
Wen Jing laughed again: "The master only said that you only have one marriage, but he didn't say that you only have one fate. Bad fate is also fate. Before I say I give up on you, don't even think about being with anyone else. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame me for meeting you first."
Chen Songyan seemed particularly angry, his eyes were extremely red, and he was gasping for breath.
Wen Jing always had a smile on her face: "Since it is an ill-fated relationship, let's make our lives more exciting!"
After saying that, she kissed him again under the gaze of those angry red eyes.
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