Why Chen Songyan (Extra)
This was the first team-building activity for Class 20 after graduation. Due to the official announcement of Wen Jing and Chen Songyan, it was extremely lively. Except for a few individuals, almost everyone was present.
Many people in the class were surprised that they were in love. As soon as they saw them appear, they started to make a fuss and surrounded them, asking them questions non-stop.
Both of them presented a friendly image to the outside world, which meant they could not escape this interrogation.
Chen Songyan was fine, as he was an active social person. However, Wen Jing was a quiet person and didn't like to talk about private matters. Chen Songyan was worried that everyone's enthusiasm would make her uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to attract most of the attention.
Wen Jing sat next to him and listened to his vague responses about what was going on between them. He was very cautious, as if he was afraid of saying something wrong.
She sighed, and when she heard someone asking them who was pursuing whom, Wen Jing said loudly, "Me."
After she finished speaking, everyone looked at her in shock.
"Wen Jing, when did you fall in love with him?" Tan Yue mustered up the courage to ask her.
"I fell in love with him at first sight."
Everyone in the class exclaimed "Wow".
"But at that time I only liked his face. I fell in love with him as a person during the second semester of my senior year." Wen Jing added slowly, her eyes falling on Chen Songyan, as if she was telling him specifically.
"Oh my god, I didn't notice at all!" Tan Yue held her head in her hands. Something clicked in her mind, and she said, "During the second semester of your senior year, there was a period of time when your face was very red every day. Was it because of Chen Songyan?"
Wen Jing was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that she still remembered it.
"Yes." Wen Jing said, and saw Chen Songyan's eyes rolling, and suddenly his expression became clear. He looked at her and seemed to want to say something but stopped himself because there were too many people around.
Wen Jing smiled.
"Then why did you change seats?"
Wen Jing paused, staring at Chen Songyan: "He's afraid I'll eat him."
Everyone laughed, thinking it was just a joke, but Chen Songyan's face turned red. After a year of getting along with each other, he had no doubt about the truthfulness of Wen Jing's words.
"Then how did you catch up with him?"
Wen Jing raised her chin towards Chen Songyan: "I'm asking you, classmate Chen! How did Xiao Wen get you?"
"She doesn't need to pursue me." Chen Songyan said that it was Zhou Meng's private suggestion that she pursue him. It wasn't his original intention and it wasn't worth saying out loud. "I already like her."
Although she had some feeling about it, it was the first time Wen Jing heard him say it out loud.
"I liked her earlier than she liked me." Chen Songyan himself didn't know how early exactly.
In fact, from the first time he saw Wen Jing, she had an inexplicable attraction to him. It was hard to explain, but it was just that she was different from others.
Later, other students asked some other questions, and Wen Jing answered them lightly. Chen Songyan discovered that Wen Jing was more adept at dealing with such situations than he was.
When the party was over, Wen Jing walked at the end holding Chen Songyan's hand. She was planning to ask him about what he said tonight, but Chen Meng, who did not show up at the class party, suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Wen Jing, Song Qingcong is in the private room next door," she said.
Wen Jing frowned.
"Go and make him give up." Chen Meng looked at her gravely, "It's pointless for him to continue pestering you now."
Wen Jing was startled, then she let go of Chen Songyan's hand and smiled: "Wait here for a moment, I'll be back soon."
Chen Songyan nodded uncomfortably, then looked up and said, "Call me if you need anything."
"Yeah." Wen Jing said, turned and walked into the private room next door.
He stared at Wen Jing's back until he could no longer see her. Then he heard Shen Meng's voice from behind him: "Chen Songyan."
He turned around.
"Did you hear what Song Qingcong and I said that night at the waltz competition party?"
Chen Songyan said nothing and agreed.
"It seems so." Chen Meng showed no expression. "I'm sorry, I didn't know Wen Jing's feelings for you at the time. She really kept it very secret."
As a result, Song Qingcong never paid attention to him, but kept trying to trip up Jiang Xi.
Song Qingcong is naughty by nature and will do anything to those he dislikes. Jiang Xi's life became difficult afterwards, and he was even isolated in their class. It was all Song Qingcong's fault.
Of course, Jiang Xi is not a simple character, and Song Qingcong does not always have the upper hand over him.
These two people were fooled around by Wen Jing.
Chen Meng stared at Chen Songyan: "Actually, it's not that deep."
Chen Songyan didn't quite understand what she meant.
"Don't worry, Song Qingcong won't come to see you again." After Chen Meng finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the private room where Song Qingcong was.
After hesitating for a second, Chen Songyan followed.
Wen Jing walked into the private room and saw only Song Qingcong, holding a bottle of wine and pouring it for himself.
She walked over and called out to him.
Song Qingcong handed her the poured wine.
Wen Jing didn't even blink: "I don't drink, and even if I did, I wouldn't drink what you give me."
Song Qingcong laughed in anger: "Wen Jing, you really are not pretending at all now!"
Wen Jing looked calm: "I haven't pretended in front of you since I entered high school, right?"
"Are you pretending?" Song Qingcong stood up suddenly, and the chair fell to the ground with a loud noise.
Chen Songyan outside quickened his pace and heard Song Qingcong yelling:
"To protect Chen Songyan, you lied to me and said you liked Jiang Xi. You even pretended to be indifferent in front of him and changed seats and dance partners. Aren't these pretenses enough? Who can tell that you like him?"
Wen Jing was silent for a moment.
Song Qingcong laughed: "I'm stupid too. You were so smiling when you danced the waltz with him that year, and I easily dismissed my suspicions, letting you two secretly have fun for so long! Do you dare to say that you weren't looking at Chen Songyan every day with that crappy telescope?!"
Wen Jing also smiled: "So what? I just like him, I like him to death, I like him so much that I can't help myself. I won't allow you to do anything bad to him. All those things I lied to you in high school were just to divert your attention. I was afraid that you would affect him."
"So what if you know now? Song Qingcong, you wouldn't be so bored as to come up with some childish revenge plan, would you? Or do you simply like me and can't let me go?"
"Who likes you?!" Song Qingcong seemed irritated by her. "Who was it that was chasing after me back then? Like a dog licking me?"
Wen Jing frowned, too lazy to refute his exaggerated words: "This happened so long ago, and you still remember it? Didn't you have someone check me out? You should know that you're not the only guy who made me do this. And, I'm not the only girl who did this to you, so why do you remember me?"
Thinking of Chen Meng, Wen Jing raised her eyes and looked at him seriously: "Song Qingcong, you know, I don't have any feelings for you now. If you continue to pester me, it will be meaningless. Instead of being furious here, it's better to look forward. I am just a short visitor in your life, but some people stay with you for a long time."
After saying that, Wen Jing turned around. Song Qingcong was a smart man. After hearing what she said, he should not continue to act stupidly.
"Wen Jing!" Song Qingcong called her again.
Wen Jing stopped but didn't look back:
"Of all the people, why Chen Songyan?"
Why so many whys?
"He is Chen Songyan. As long as he stands there, I like him."
After saying this, Wen Jing walked out without stopping.
There is no reason, just because that person is that person, that's all.
A unique and irreplaceable preference.
When tears ran down the corners of his mouth, Song Qingcong tasted a wet and salty taste.
He thought he would never forget these words, the frustration and pain they brought him, but when another person said these words to him in a different tone, his wounded heart was suddenly soothed.
"Do you pity me?" He looked at Shen Meng in front of him.
Chen Meng sneered: "Song Qingcong, you are drunk."
She was so drunk that she didn't even remember that she never lied to him, let alone felt sorry for him.
"I'm not drunk! You confessed to me using the words Wen Jing used to reject me. If that's not pity for me, what is it?"
Looking at his drunken flushed cheeks and blurry eyes, Chen Meng felt a surge of anger in her heart. She pushed him down on the chair and leaned over to kiss him.
Song Qingcong's eyes suddenly widened and he pushed her away.
Chen Meng sneered, "Song Qingcong, what's there about you that deserves my pity? Everything you've done is your own fault!"
"You! Um..." Chen Meng held him down and kissed him again, and Song Qingcong pushed him away again.
"Chen Meng, are you crazy?"
He was really drunk and had so little strength to push her.
Chen Meng wasn't angry at all. She looked at him steadily: "Song Qingcong, ever since I was eight years old, when you took my mother and me away from that domestic abuser, Chen Chao, I've gone crazy."
The gangster boy who was avoided by all parents, when all the adults turned a blind eye to Shen Chao's domestic violence, took her hand without hesitation.
Later, Chen Chao went to jail, and Chen Meng and her mother were free from that scumbag.
All this is thanks to Song Qingcong.
"Song Qingcong, I owe you my whole life."
"I said, I didn't ask you to pay it back." Song Qingcong said to her again.
"I also said that I must return it." Chen Meng bent down and touched his face, "Song Qingcong, you are indeed not a good person."
For so many years, he did not reject her kindness to him, while liking other girls.
"But I'm not a good person either."
Song Qingcong struggled to open his drunken eyes and raised his hand to slap her hand away, but was grabbed by someone again.
Shen Meng's bewitching voice rang in his ears: "Song Qingcong, let's get a room."
Song Qingcong's pupils trembled, but then he heard her say: "You are heartbroken now, and you urgently need something exciting to distract yourself. And I have been wanting to sleep with you for a long time. We can kill two birds with one stone and neither of us will suffer, right?"
After Chen Meng finished speaking, she licked his ear bone. Song Qingcong shuddered and shrank back.
Wen Jing's words flashed through his mind, "I'm not the only one who did this to you, why do you only remember me?" "Look forward, some people have been with you for a long time", and suddenly he lost the strength to refuse Chen Meng.
His eyes were open, but he didn't say anything. Chen Meng just took it as his consent.
As long as Song Qingcong doesn't strongly object, she will definitely achieve her goal tonight.
She has endured until today and has done her best.
If Wen Jing was still single, she might not do this, but Wen Jing is actually with Chen Songyan.
Interestingly, Wen Jing managed to keep it a secret from everyone.
If she had been willing to pay some attention to other people before, she wouldn't have realized it now.
Only now did I realize that Wen Jing was really too obvious.
The way she looked at Chen Songyan was exactly the same as the way she looked at Song Qingcong.
To some extent, she and Wen Jing are basically the same kind of people.
Therefore, she knew very well that Song Qingcong would never have the chance to be with Wen Jing again.
She helped Song Qingcong, who was standing unsteadily, and walked towards the room upstairs.
While pressing the man on the bed and sweating, she suddenly thought that Wen Jing must also have a sleepless night tonight.
After all, tonight, her people were so moved by her words that they almost cried.
And Wen Jing didn't just want to hear what she said to Song Qingcong.
It’s so loud, I’m really worried that Chen Songyan can’t hear it.
She laughed suddenly, and was suddenly turned over and pinned down by someone: "What are you laughing at? You are not concentrating."
Chen Meng raised his hand, hugged the broad and thin back of the man on him, leaned close to his ear and whispered something.
Song Qingcong's eyes suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
…
Wen Jing was lying on the bed in her little castle, surrounded by red rose petals, which she had bought for Chen Songyan on the way back.
Song Qingcong actually said that she had pursued him. Is that even called pursuing?
So she bought a bouquet of ninety-nine roses from a flower shop she passed by and gave it to Chen Songyan.
This can barely be called pursuit.
However, she didn't expect that they would use roses to...
The whole room was filled with the rich scent of roses, drowning out the absurdity in the room.
Wen Jing picked up a petal beside her, but without bothering to play with it, her fingers suddenly grabbed the bed sheet and her neck was raised high.
A wet and tingling sensation came from her chest, moving up to her lips. Wen Jing turned her head away: "Don't kiss my mouth."
Chen Songyan was stunned: "How can you dislike your own things?"
Wen Jing opened her slightly moist eyes and said, "Anyway, it just won't work."
Chen Songyan had no choice but to kiss her ear and said ambiguously in her ear: "Okay, I'll kiss you enough next time."
Wen Jing's ears turned red instantly. Chen Songyan bit them, adjusted his body, and heard Wen Jing hum softly.
He looked up and asked her: "Are you not used to it?"
Wen Jing shook her head, looked up and said to him: "Xiao Chen performed really well tonight."
Chen Songyan's eyes lit up, and he worked hard as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood...
The moon is high in the sky, and I am destined to be sleepless tonight.
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