Chapter Seven, First Encounter (Seven)

His actions and words showed neither a nod nor a shake of the head, only saying: "Let's talk about it when we get home"

With a slight lift of the corner of his mouth, he glanced sideways and suddenly said: "Cen Ning, at your age, it is still most important to focus on your studies, you know."

Cen Ning turned around in surprise and saw Yan Xingzhi approaching from the doorway. He glanced at Song Ci, then looked at the hand that Song Ci had placed on Cen Ning's shoulder.

"Here, as an apology, please have this drink." Song Ci awkwardly handed the peach-flavored beverage in her hand to her.

Cen Ning thought that her unilateral decision to send the letter that day might have upset him, so he hoped that she would not contact them or do so again

Oh, oh!

"Am I not as skilled as others? Nonsense." Tang Zheng walked angrily to Yan Xing, who was sitting nearby, and said, "Do you really think my skills are inferior to his? That's just ridiculous."

Words and actions: `` ... ... ''

Song Ci lightly coughed and said: "It's a small matter. How about staying a little longer after school this afternoon? I can explain the mistakes on today's exam paper to you."

Indeed, a deskmate is not just for show. In any case, it's very simple for me; if you don't understand, just ask. What is there to be afraid of

He stuffed everything into her arms without caring about her reaction, and sat down beside her nonchalantly, saying, "Hey, I mean, it's just one exam, you don't have to be so down about it."

Cen Ning was taken aback: "Huh?"

"It's quite simple, really; it's just that your mind didn't catch up for a moment." Song Ci propped her head up with one hand and patted her shoulder with the other, saying, "Hey, actually, you're quite smart, really."

Tang Zheng: "No, look, look over there!"

The subtle way of words and actions: "It is not as good as."

Typically, those who stand and speak do not feel the pain in their waist; without a doubt, Song Ci's words have struck her a few more times.

She was quite satisfied with her appearance of not resisting at all, and thus turned her head and continued walking forward

Cen Ning: "I have already told Uncle Zhong that I don't need him to pick me up today, I will go home by myself"

Cen Ning's hand holding the pen paused slightly: "I, I haven't..."

Well

Well then, shall I drive the car back first

Cen Ning was in a bad mood due to her scores, so after playing volleyball with Zhang Ziyi for a while, she sat in a daze under the shade on the edge of the playground

In the last class, the teacher discussed the exam paper, but many questions that everyone got wrong were only briefly covered, which left Cen Ning completely confused. Now that someone is willing to explain it to her, she could not be happier.

Tang Zheng rolled his eyes at the two people, and just as he was cursing, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure under the shade of a tree not far away

Well, someone is being serious

... ... ... ...

Of course she can understand this, but which boy has she become close to... him...? Does it mean that he doesn't want her to get close to other boys?

Tang Zheng: "Oh dear, the world is going downhill. Even middle school students are starting to date? Here I am, a senior in high school, and I still don't have a girlfriend"

Song Ci stiffly turned his head and continued to finish the words he had not completed earlier: "What is there to be true or false about this? You are quite a strange person..."

If grandfather knew that I let you go home alone, what do you think would happen? Yan Xing raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "He won't ask me when I get home, didn't I tell you that earlier?"

Hurry up, if we don't go back soon, it will be dark.

Driver: "Then... I might as well wait here."

After he got out of the car and walked towards the school gate, the driver only started the vehicle after watching his figure disappear.

Patiently enduring his words and actions, I looked in the direction he pointed, and upon doing so, I was indeed taken aback for a moment

The second class is physical education. In the first half, the teacher led everyone in running and warming up, while in the second half, basketballs and volleyballs were distributed, allowing everyone to engage in free activities

Feeling somewhat embarrassed by such praise, Cen Ning smiled slightly. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly heard someone calling her from the classroom door.

With a heavy gaze, he stood up and turned to walk towards the exit of the playground

Cen Ning was momentarily taken aback: "No need, I am not angry."

Tang Zheng: "Hey... where are you going? The class hasn't ended yet."

After walking to the classroom, Yan Xing walked ahead, and a few steps later, Cen Ning followed.

Then, he said softly: "Let go, I will carry it on my back"

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back. At this moment, Cen Ning noticed that he had stopped, so she abruptly halted her steps to prevent herself from colliding with him again

Song Ci merely spoke a few words as usual, but he did not expect that the person before him would actually have red-rimmed eyes

"Cen Ning." The voice was slightly deep, lacking any emotion, and sounded somewhat indifferent

He squinted his eyes, confirming that the girl was indeed the little rascal living in his house

Cen Ning's eyes lit up: "Good, very good."

Cen Ning rarely revealed a genuine smile: "Song Ci, thank you"

Cen Ning nodded and said, "So that's how it is, it seems quite, quite simple"

Good

See you tomorrow

Continue on the path of words and actions: "Do not harbor other thoughts, do not get too close to those you are not very familiar with, such as boys, and also those who ask you to deliver messages for me"

Do you understand during class usually

... ...

Oh my goodness! Xin Zhechuan, are you committing murder!

Is it true

Her clean and pure gaze resembled a golden thread, which suddenly wrapped around his heart, not painful, just a slight flutter, somewhat strange

He was taken aback for a moment, suddenly at a loss for words: "Hey, I didn't say anything, why are you crying?"

See you tomorrow

"... ... You should be quiet."

No need, I have something to attend to

Cen Ning was frozen in a posture reminiscent of a great roc spreading its wings

Her exam paper has not been finished yet. At this moment, Song Ci interjected, "By the way, are you her brother?"

Observing her comical yet foolishly endearing appearance, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

At this moment in the classroom, Song Ci is explaining the third question to Cen Ning

Cen Ning's heart raced due to her own fanciful thoughts, but the next moment, she heard him speak in the exact tone of an elder, saying, "I don't want to meddle in your affairs, but if something happens, I won't be able to explain it to Grandpa and your mom, do you understand"

After school in the afternoon, Cen Ning first jogged to the school gate to inform the driver that she would be going home by herself tonight, and then returned to the classroom to listen to Song Ci explain the math test questions to her

He let out a sound, and without changing his expression, said: "Well, he didn't tell me; I thought you didn't know you had to go back by yourself today"

Cen Ning lowered her head and said, "It's just too difficult."

Having purchased everything, just take it.

Song Ci looked at the girl beside him, who had red-rimmed eyes and remained silent, feeling a bit guilty. Out of this guilt, he kept glancing at her during class, fearing that she might cry if he let his guard down. If that were to happen, his transgression would be significant.

Tang Zheng smiled as he hooked his arm around Yan Xingzhi's shoulder and said, "I must say, what is going on here? Why is your little fiancée getting along so well with that other boy? Brother Yan, let me tell you, today's little rascals are quite cunning. Your fiancée seems a bit naive; she might just get tricked away without you even realizing it."

What happened?

Cen Ning: "... ..."

Cen Ning's heart skipped a beat; this was something that Grandpa Yan had mentioned before, but she had never dared to truly disturb him. However, now that Yan Xing had spoken it out loud, something she had been too afraid to do, she suddenly felt a surge of joy.

Xin Zechuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Who told you that your skills are inferior to others"

Neither of the two spoke; one was inherently aloof, while the other was not good at expressing himself

Cen Ning lowered her head as she walked, and suddenly bumped into a wall of flesh. When she covered her forehead and looked up, she saw Yan Xingzhi reaching out to tap her on the head, asking, "Aren't you looking where you're going?"

Hey? Yan Ge! Yan Ge, Yan Ge!" Tang Zheng turned around while watching and shook Yan Xingzhi's shoulder. Yan Xingzhi, feeling annoyed by his actions, frowned and said, "Are you still unconvinced after being told that your skills are inferior to others?"

The bell rang, and Cen Ning flipped the exam paper over, placing the dismal score face down on the table

Hello, Cen Ning

When it comes to the phrase 'going home,' Song Ci naturally recalled some gossip from the girls in the class, suggesting that Cen Ning might be a relative of Yan Xing Zhi.

At this moment, Cen Ning's feelings of frustration had eased somewhat, while on the other side, Tang Zheng was hit on the head while competing with Xin Zechuan for a rebound

Cen Ning: "Like this..."

Cen Ning was not angry with him at all; if she were to be angry, it would only be with herself. She shook her head and said no.

Some ... ...

Oh, it is my fault

Without saying a word, after a while, he opened the car door and got out: "Uncle Zhong, you can drive back first. I will return by myself tonight"

Do you understand

"What is true—" Song Ci smiled and tilted his head to look at her, but at the moment he saw her, for some reason, he suddenly became tongue-tied

none

The young girl's fluttering heart instantly cooled down, and countless thoughts flashed by like shooting stars in the sky, gone in an instant. After a long while, she softly responded, "Um..."

You ... ... stop.

Tang Zheng: "... ... Damn."

Cen Ning turned her head and saw her deskmate Song Ci swaying as he approached. She glanced at him, turned back, and continued to daydream.

"Yes, you see, should we go back?"

Is she not out yet? This was a casual question that slipped from his lips

Seeing Cen Ning's change in expression, Song Ci suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something wrong again: "Um... did I say something incorrect?"

The child is still in the classroom, saying that there is something that requires us to leave first

"Then why don't you ask me if you don't understand?" Song Ci patted his chest, "I will teach you."

"Your eyes are as red as a rabbit's, yet you say you haven't cried." Song Ci scratched the back of his head awkwardly, "It's really not a big deal, just fifty-eight points. Although it's indeed very low, I don't know how you managed to score that. But what's the big deal? Just pay more attention in class and you'll understand."

With a slight smile, he leaned against the side, closing his eyes to rest.

Thus, after getting into the car, Yan Xing did not see Cen Ning's figure.

Upon hearing this, he frowned and said: "Still in the classroom?"

He looked down at her from a position of superiority, suddenly reaching out to lift her seemingly heavy backpack, and with that lift, Cen Ning found both of her hands being raised by the straps of the backpack.

Cen Ning did not understand why he said that, but since what he said was not wrong, he obediently nodded his head

Under the shade of a tree not far away, a young boy and girl sit side by side. The boy tilts his head, seemingly saying something to the girl, who smiles gently. Though reserved, her smile is sincere.

Cen Ning sniffed and shot him a glance: "I didn't cry"

Song Ci: "... ... You are still angry with me."

Uncle Zhong had some matters at home, so he left early. I came over to inform you.

Cen Ning unexpectedly looked at Song Ci and said, "Teach me?"

The dappled light under the tree spread out around her, mingling the scent of sunlight with the unique fragrance of the young girl, and for just a moment, it seemed he could smell it all.

Cen Ning hurriedly began to pack her bag, while Song Ci, watching from the side, felt an unfriendly gaze fixed upon him. He raised his eyes and met Yan Xing's somewhat serious expression. Song Ci awkwardly cleared his throat and said, "Well, Cen Ning, I'm heading home now."

Well, so you tidy up and come home with me