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It was another exam week. After the last exam, Wen Jing walked out of the exam room and was suddenly stopped by someone.
She turned around and saw Jiang Xi standing behind her.
For this exam, she and Jiang Xi were assigned to the same examination room, but for a week, the two had no contact with each other.
"Wen Jing, why are you pretending not to know me?" he asked.
Wen Jing looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"During this time, you brought your friends to study next to the lab where we used to study together. When we ran into each other on the road, you ignored me. During the exam week, we were in the same classroom, and you ignored me too. If you still mind what happened with Lou Lingling, I apologize."
This apology came too late, so late that she almost forgot about this person.
Wen Jing remained silent.
Jiang Xi's expression darkened slightly, and he suddenly leaned closer: "If you need to learn a partner, I don't think I'm any worse than others."
I have to say, after such a long time, when I saw this face again, Wen Jing still thought it was beautiful, a very beautiful face.
But Wen Jing was no longer moved, and even felt that he was useless except for his face.
Thinking of how he had framed Chen Songyan and his mother, Wen Jing instantly felt that he was hateful.
I don’t know what stimulated this person to use the same trick on her again after such a long time.
Unfortunately, her mind is now filled with only that face.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards her from a distance, with a hand reaching towards Jiang Xi's head.
Jiang Xi moved slightly, but saw her touch his hair lightly and then retract her hand.
"It's just a few white crumbs. I've removed them for you." She put on a gentle smile. "It's not convenient to talk here. Let's go somewhere else."
Jiang Xi was slightly stunned: "Where to?"
"Just follow me."
Wen Jing took a step back, walked side by side with him, and patted his sleeve again: "There seems to be a hair here."
After saying that, she looked up and smiled at him again.
Jiang Xi was somewhat surprised, but his expression turned happy.
It seems Wen Jing is still the same.
However, just as they were going downstairs, Wen Jing said to him, "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I'll tell you next time."
After saying that, she waved to him enthusiastically, turned around and ran towards the classroom.
"What?" Jiang Xi was confused.
The next second, someone passed by him and bumped into his shoulder.
Jiang Xi looked at the perpetrator with a sullen face. The man folded his hands, a malicious smile on his lips:
"I'm sorry! You were blocking the intersection and I had nowhere to go. I bumped into you."
The other party was obviously doing it on purpose. Jiang Xi was about to lose his temper when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He looked and saw it was Lou Lingling.
"Jiang Xi, let's go eat together." Lou Lingling quickly walked over and said to him.
Jiang Xi saw her glance up at the boy next to her, and deliberately reached out to twirl her hair: "Hello, classmate, which class are you from? I don't think I've seen you before."
The boy looked at the two of them and the smile on his face deepened: "Hello, senior sister, I'm a freshman this year, my name is Song Qingcong."
When Wen Jing ran to the classroom door, she bumped into Chen Songyan. She looked up to see his face clearly and pushed him back into the classroom.
Chen Songyan asked her what was wrong in confusion.
Wen Jing stood at the door and glanced at the three people at the corner, then turned and smiled at him: "It's okay."
"Where are you going?" she asked again.
"I'll pack my things and go home."
Wen Jing frowned: "You are going home now, are you in such a hurry?"
Although the National Day holiday was after the exam, he was leaving just after they finished the exam.
I haven’t seen him for seven whole days!
"Let's..."
"Wen Jing!" Song Qingcong's voice rang out from outside the door. Wen Jing's expression froze, and she said to Chen Songyan, "Then you can go."
Chen Songyan was stunned. He looked up and saw Song Qingcong at the door, but did not move.
Wen Jing walked around him and said, "Let's go quickly, or we'll miss the bus to work." After that, she returned to her seat.
Seeing Song Qingcong glance at the two of them, Wen Jing took the initiative to ask him: "What are you doing here again?"
"If I hadn't come, how would I know that you were hooking up with Jiang Xi again?" Song Qingcong also walked around Chen Songyan and sat in Chen Meng's seat.
Seeing Chen Songyan leave, Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little unhappy.
"What's it to you?" she said to Song Qingcong.
Song Qingcong sneered: "Have you forgotten what I said? Whoever you hook up with, I will make life difficult for them."
Wen Jing feigned anger and glared at him: "Don't touch Jiang Xi."
Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Chen Songyan who was passing by the window to hear.
His expression froze, he raised his hand to tighten the strap of his half-hanging schoolbag, and left.
"Wen Jing, I didn't know you were so fond of this. You haven't gotten tired of it for more than a year."
"Yes, I like the type that's completely opposite to you. To be honest, I'm quite tired of switching back and forth. I think Jiang Xi is just right. He's good-looking, good at studying, and doesn't talk much. After graduation, we'll definitely be able to get into the same university. Then we won't have to worry about anything and can have a passionate love affair."
Song Qingcong sneered for a while, then stood up suddenly: "Wen Jing, you wish!"
Wen Jing also laughed: "Anyway, it's more beautiful than being with a punk like you."
"Okay, very good! I want to see how beautiful you are." After saying this, Song Qingcong left with a gloomy face.
Chen Meng just came back and called Song Qingcong several times, but he didn't respond and just walked forward with a sullen face.
She walked in and stared at Wen Jing: "Did you make him angry?"
Wen Jing: “…”
She was really helpless with Chen Meng and said, "I didn't say anything and he got angry. What can I do? I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, he quickly packed up and left.
She ran in the direction Chen Songyan had left, but she could no longer see him.
It's all Song Qingcong's fault.
Let’s fight each other with Jiang Xi!
After returning home, Wen Jing threw herself into her bed and was in a very bad mood.
How could there be someone as haunted as Song Qingcong?
She must have been crazy to provoke him!
It was true that she needed to stay away from Chen Songyan before graduation, but not like now, where there was no chance for them to get along at all and she had to be wary of Song Qingcong if she said a few more words.
Wen Jing was extremely depressed when she thought about the few interactions she and Chen Songyan had this semester.
She originally thought that as long as she stayed away from him, her feelings for him might fade a little, but the increasing number of exclusive sketches in the book told her that her mind had never stopped liking him.
Moreover, because she couldn't get close to him for a long time, she had been dreaming about him more and more frequently recently, and the extent of the dream had also become more and more...
Wen Jing thought of the night when Chen Songyan spoke for her and the first real erotic dream she had about Chen Songyan. Her face flushed and she quickly pulled her head out from under the quilt and lay on her side on the bed.
However, the familiar scene before her eyes overlapped with that dream, and she seemed to see Chen Songyan sleeping naked and quietly beside her again.
Thick and curled eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes that were lightly closed, with a faint red at the corners of his eyes. His breathing was steady through his nose, and his lips were stained with an unprecedented redness, which was from kissing her.
The protruding Adam's apple on his neck rose and fell slowly with his breathing. She couldn't help but leaned in and kissed him. She saw his eyelashes tremble and he opened his eyes with a slightly dazed look.
Wen Jing raised her head and bit his lips. The man who had just woken up instinctively put his arms around her waist, which was uncovered by no clothes. He deepened the kiss, grabbed her hands, and pressed her down again...
"Ah!" Wen Jing grabbed the quilt to cover her face, then came out again after a while, staring at the drawing board not far away.
Twenty minutes later, an upper body exactly the same as in the dream appeared on the drawing board, from the eyebrows to the lips, neck, Adam's apple, collarbone, and then to the well-proportioned chest and abdominal muscles. Although it was outlined with lines, it was lifelike. Even the texture of the skin and the beads of sweat on the skin were exactly the same as in the dream.
Wen Jing stared at it for a long time, and suddenly found a way to release herself, a safe, harmless way that only she knew.
She stood up, opened her schoolbag, took out the sketchbook she brought back from school, tore off a dozen or so personal sketches of Chen Songyan that she had accidentally accumulated, and put them into the drawer that was almost full to the brim.
At school, she could only draw this kind of conventional paintings, and she always felt that it was not enough.
But at home, she could paint whatever she wanted, and Chen Songyan could do whatever she wanted him to do.
Naturally, if you don't want him to wear clothes, he can't wear clothes.
Wen Jing thought with a red face.
She reached out and touched the eyes on the drawing board, thinking that she had been very restrained. If she had been as reckless as Old Wen, this scene would not have appeared only in her dreams and paintings.
A beam of light outside the window attracted Wen Jing's attention. She opened the balcony door and walked out.
Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, the moon is so round.
She walked to the astronomical telescope and observed the moon as usual.
When she took a satisfactory photo, she suddenly realized that since she had a telescope that could see the moon, she should naturally have a telescope that could see not far away, a telescope that no one could notice even if she was looking at Chen Songyan.
The image of Chen Songyan jumping on the basketball court flashed through Wen Jing's mind, and her heart skipped a beat.
Now she no longer had to deliberately claim to be looking at other people, and she didn't even have to go to the basketball court.
In order to avoid missing out during the National Day holiday, Wen Jing waited until the fourth day to go to the telescope store recommended by Lao Wen to buy a telescope.
She finally chose a small pair of binoculars. When she walked out, she could clearly see the acne and skin texture on the faces of passers-by on the street a hundred meters away.
At this distance, she could easily stand in the corridor of the Art Building and watch Chen Songyan play basketball.
She walked slowly down the street, never taking off her binoculars.
Suddenly, the camera turned and she saw a familiar figure, and her eyes lit up instantly.
I actually met Chen Songyan here!
Wen Jing put down the telescope, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she couldn't find him anywhere.
Wen Jing raised the telescope again and found that the other party was by a river two blocks away from her.
He was wearing a black T-shirt and squatted down to buy... roses from a young girl on the street?!
There were so many flower vendors nearby, why did you buy flowers from a young girl like her? Who were you planning to give them to?
Wen Jing's face darkened and she ran over, but unfortunately the distance was too far. When she arrived, Chen Songyan had already left.
Wen Jing quickly asked the girl, "Excuse me, do you know where the boy in black clothes who just bought flowers from you has gone?"
The girl opened her mouth, raised her hand and pointed to her ears. Only then did Wen Jing realize that the other party could not hear.
She was stunned, looked down at the flowers in front of her, and pointed to a bunch of lisianthus next to her.
After getting the flowers and leaving, I couldn't find Chen Songyan anywhere, not even through the telescope.
Forget it. This guy has always been enthusiastic. I guess he wouldn't give it to some unrelated girl. It would most likely be given to his mother and sister.
Wen Jing was no longer annoyed, but felt a little regretful. She finally met Chen Songyan outside the school, but didn't have the chance to say a word.
She walked along the river and suddenly remembered that this was the place where Chi Ya took her to eat mutton noodles.
She was just hungry.
The mutton noodle restaurant is just across the street from the river, just around the corner.
Wen Jing walked to the corner and stopped when she saw Chen Songyan and his sister standing at the door of the mutton noodle restaurant a few meters away.
Soon, the fat aunt from the mutton noodle restaurant came out.
Chen Songyan took out the rose in his hand and said, "Mom, thank you for your hard work. The most beautiful flowers are given to the most beautiful people!"
The fat aunt smiled brightly: "Thank you, baby!"
Chen Songxue, who was sitting on the back seat of the electric scooter playing with her phone, looked up and said, "Chen Songyan, you're using this scheming trick again!"
Chen Songyan smiled, then suddenly pretended to be serious: "Sister, don't you know? The struggle between the princes has always been like this!"
Wen Jing couldn't help but smile, but her eyes were fixed on another bouquet of roses he hid behind his back.
Just as Chen Songxue was about to explode, Chen Songyan took out the roses behind him and said, "Okay. My most beautiful sister, here are your flowers."
Chen Songxue forced herself to hold back her breath, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she took the flowers from him: "Red roses, are you unsophisticated? Remember to buy lisianthus next time, okay?"
"oh."
"Take me back quickly, I have something else to do!"
"knew."
Soon, the Chen siblings left the mutton noodle restaurant on an electric bike.
Wen Jing stared at their leaving figures for a long time, until they completely disappeared from her sight, then she walked out and entered the mutton noodle restaurant.
The fat aunt obviously remembered her and invited her into the house warmly.
Wen Jing ordered a small bowl of mutton noodles and looked at her face while eating. She finally understood why she felt her eyes were familiar when she first met her.
Her attention was attracted by the roses that the other person placed on another table. She looked at them for a long time unconsciously, and it took her a long time to finish her bowl of noodles.
Finally, when the other party came to collect the dishes, Wen Jing suddenly said, "Auntie, can you give me that bouquet of roses?"
Ms. Chen was stunned.
Wen Jing realized that she had offended him, and said, "I'll trade my lisianthus with you."
“So this is lisianthus!”
Wen Jing nodded: "Do you think it's okay?"
"Oh, it's okay! Although this bouquet of flowers is a gift from my son, if you really like it, go ahead and take it! Anyway, I don't know how to take care of flowers, and that guy wouldn't just give it to me this time! You don't have to exchange with me, just keep the flowers for yourself."
The other person placed the flowers next to her hand. Wen Jing took them but insisted on leaving the lisianthus to her: "Auntie, please keep them. If you don't like them, you can take them back and give them to your son. Just think of it as my way of thanking him. Every time I come to eat at your place, I benefit from him."
After saying that, she left without waiting for the other party's reply.
That afternoon, Ms. Chen closed the shop, compared the lisianthus in her hand with other flowers, and bought another bouquet from the flower shop next door. She decided to give this new bouquet to Chen Songxue. As for the girl's bouquet, of course she had to pass it on to Chen Songyan on her behalf.
Ms. Chen found it very interesting that her son and the girl had never met each other, but they could still form such a bond.
In the evening, a cool breeze blew through a corner of the pale yellow bay window, hitting Wen Jing's hand, making it itchy and bringing her back to consciousness.
She raised her eyes and looked at the two drawing boards in front of her. One showed a boy bending over to buy roses in front of a girl, and the other showed a boy hiding a bouquet of roses behind his back, smiling and teasing his sister.
There has never been a moment as profound as now that she realizes that her liking for Chen Songyan is not because of his appearance.
Why among so many handsome guys, why did she fall in love with him and become obsessed with him?
Is it possible that a person like him is destined to be doomed?
What is a bad fate and what is a good fate?
Wen Jing didn't know, she was just sure that she would never meet a boy like Chen Songyan again.
"I am very wary of this world, but I am willing to let down my guard and embrace you." It is said that this is the flower language of lisianthus.
Wen Jing wrote it at the bottom of the two paintings.
Two years, just two years, it will pass in a flash, she will definitely be able to endure it!
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