Li Yifan was riding ahead, both of them wearing helmets. The wind howled, and the sound was blown away before it could even gather, but Xiang Yu still heard it clearly.
Li Yifan assumed the other person hadn't heard him and, thinking it was inconvenient to ride a bike, didn't ask any further questions.
A short while later, I heard a soft "hmm" from behind me.
It was past nine o'clock when they got home. The living room light was on, and Li Yifan muttered, "I remember turning off the light."
There was noise coming from the kitchen, and Xiang Yu heard what he said. Fearing that a thief had appeared, she ran over to check without even changing her shoes.
"Oh, Xiaoxi is back."
"...Hello, Auntie."
The kitchen glass sliding door was not closed. As soon as Xiang Yu went in, he saw his aunt Sun Xiaona busy in front of the gas stove, and his clenched fist immediately loosened.
"The overtime shift was changed. I just got back. I'll make some noodles." Sun Xiaona didn't notice his little actions. She tiptoed to take a packet of noodles out of the cupboard, measured out some, put it into the boiling water, and stopped when she was about to put it back. She asked, "Xiaoyu, do you still want some? I'll make you some too."
Xiang Yu shook his head: "No."
Li Yifan was changing his shoes when he heard voices coming from the kitchen. He knew who had come back and shouted, "Mom! Don't bother with our food. We ate too much outside and came back home."
"Okay, then you two go get some fruit." Sun Xiaona said, cracking another egg into the boiling water, and pointed to the living room without turning her head. "These are freshly picked grapes, Xiaoyu, try them and see if they suit your taste. Xiaofan likes those."
Upon hearing that there were grapes, Li Yifan immediately rushed to the living room, only to find that most of the bunch was gone when he arrived.
"..." Xiang Yu sat down on the single sofa and watched him eat happily, then asked, "Weren't you full?"
"My stomach is full from drinking water and eating, but it can still hold a bit more fruit." Li Yifan picked grapes and popped them into his mouth one by one, while also handing him another bunch when he had a spare moment.
I don't have two stomachs. "You eat it yourself." Xiang Yu didn't take it.
The other person seemed very happy and said, "Then I won't have any left."
Unable to understand why the other person could eat so much, Xiang Yu watched Li Yifan finish two large bunches of grapes and then collapse on the sofa, his belly exposed, and sighed.
"You ate it all?" Sun Xiaona brought over the noodles, sat down next to Li Yifan, reached out and pulled down his T-shirt, and scolded, "Be careful not to get diarrhea. I specially bought two skewers for you two to share, but you ate them all."
"Ah, I only ate it because my brother said he wouldn't eat it." Li Yifan said, then let out a long burp, immediately covering his mouth and looking to his side.
Xiang Yu didn't say anything, but Sun Xiaona kept glaring at him, as if to say that he was impolite and ill-mannered.
Li Yifan smiled sheepishly: "I'll be more careful next time."
Sun Xiaona knew her son well, so she ignored him and left the noodles on the coffee table to cool without any rush to eat them. Instead, she inquired about Xiangyu's campus life.
"Xiaoyu, your uncle and I have been busy while you were here and haven't had time to check on you. How are you finding studying at No. 1 High School?"
"fine."
"Teachers and classmates are both fine, right?"
"Can."
"Is there anything you're not used to?" Sun Xiaona paused, observing Xiang Yu's expression. Seeing that he looked normal, she continued, "For example, people you don't like?"
When Sun Xiaona was helping Xiang Yu with his transfer, she learned a bit about his reputation on campus from his teachers and classmates. Her nephew was excellent in his studies, but he seemed to have some problems in interpersonal relationships and always liked to solve problems with violence. In addition, given the reason for his transfer, she was really worried. Now that he had been in school for a week, she naturally had time to ask him about it.
Xiang Yu said, "No."
The child looked quite well-behaved, and his tone was calm, so there was nothing wrong with him.
Seeing him like this, Sun Xiaona breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.
She thought it must be due to the school environment; her nephew wasn't as terrible as the school's reputation suggested.
Li Yifan, who had been slumped behind Sun Xiaona, sat up awkwardly and looked at Xiang Yu's calm and collected demeanor, exclaiming that he was an expert.
The incident of Xiang Yu beating Liu Hu at school caused quite a stir, and was basically known throughout the school. However, the phone number his cousin left was that of his aunt, who worked in another province, so his mother knew absolutely nothing about it.
That same evening, Xiang Yu told him not to talk about it to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Li Yifan agreed. He didn't like Liu Hu either. He was in the same class as Xu Youqing and often saw Liu Hu coming to the door of Class 13 after class, using the excuse of giving Xu Youqing a gift to keep her company. As a man, he looked down on this kind of semi-coercive behavior.
Therefore, after the incident of Xiang Yu came out, he immediately transformed into a little fanboy of the school bully.
His cousin, the school bully, told him not to say anything, so of course he wouldn't.
It's a kind of loyalty that teenagers of this age particularly value.
They didn't talk for long. Sun Xiaona, the head nurse of the city hospital, wanted to rest early after dinner. Seeing this, Xiang Yu and Li Yifan also washed up and went back to their rooms.
It wasn't too late, and Xiang Yu wasn't very sleepy. She had done two sets of practice questions herself while helping Wang Zehao review in the afternoon, and now she didn't feel like studying anymore.
With his phone charging on the bedside table, Xiangyu rolled over in bed, intending to look at his phone for a while.
He doesn't usually play with electronic products. When he says he'll play on his phone, he just plans to check his WeChat Moments. Recently, many of his classmates, both male and female, have added him on WeChat Moments, and the content of his Moments is much richer than when he was in City B.
I scrolled through the photos of the dinner party posted by the boys in Class 2 of the Literature Department. Some were real photos, while others were funny memes.
Watching Jiang Wensong, who was eating the quietest, I don't know when he snapped a picture of Gu Chen taking Wang Zehao's shrimp, and made two memes.
One image shows Wang Zehao protectively holding the shrimp on his plate like a cub, captioned: "[People can't, or at least shouldn't...]".jpg
The other picture shows Gu Chen taking away a shrimp, captioned: 【Give it to me! 】.jpg
The comments below were all uniformly harmonious:
Yang Shuhuan: Emojis? Here you go!
Zhang Boyuan: Emojis? Here you go!
Zhang Zitong: Emojis? Here you go!
Xu Youluo: Emojis? Here you go!
Wang Zehao: I'm angry! You can copy my homework tomorrow morning, what? You won't give it to me? Here you go!
Scrolling down to see other updates, I saw the one Gu Chen posted in the afternoon. It had no text description, just pictures taken with a phone, showing various children's smiling faces, and a photo wall made of photos arranged in a heart shape. The photos included children and teachers.
Everyone was laughing, and it was a genuine smile from the heart.
Xiang Yu looked at the photo and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips, a smile that seemed to follow the expression of the person in the picture. Beauty always finds its way in any form.
Gu Chen is a truly outstanding person.
Xiang Yu finally understood what the 80-point morality index meant. He had always been a kind-hearted person since childhood, so how could his morality index be low?
-Gu Chen: [One thought can lead to heaven, another to hell; you need to know the dangers of early romance...]
Xiang Yu: "..."
Xiang Yu received the message, clicked on the chat box between the two, and before he could even react to the visual shock, the other party shared a bunch of articles from public accounts one after another.
-Gu Chen: [What are the harms of early romantic relationships among middle school students? Experts say this...]
Gu Chen: [Confession: If only I hadn't had a puppy love in middle school...]
Gu Chen: [The teacher's words made the students in the class who were dating blush...]
-Gu Chen: I think these articles are all very well written. You should take a look, my deskmate.
Messages popped up one after another, and the smile on Xiang Yu's lips gradually disappeared.
Look at your deskmate, I'll give you a piece of my mind.
[Author's Note: Later]
Xiangyu: Do you know the dangers of early romantic relationships?
Gu Chen: How will I know if I know something if I don't try?
[In a corner: ......]
Chapter Nineteen: You actually played me?
Chapter Nineteen: You actually played me?
If the incident of beating Liu Hu made Xiang Yu known to some people in the school, then reading a self-criticism under the national flag on Monday made him famous.
On the flag-raising platform, the boy, dressed in a clean and tidy white T-shirt, stood tall and straight, calmly unfolding the self-criticism letter that the two of them had worked together to complete, and read it aloud in a cool and flat tone.
After finishing his reading, he bowed deeply to the crowd below and left their sight without looking back.
That day, most of the girls at No. 1 Middle School got excited.
Someone on Tieba secretly took photos and videos with their phone, and the handsome photos of the newly crowned school heartthrob spread among the girls.
Does Xiang Yu care about this?
care.
The girls' madness is affecting his daily campus life.
When I came to class in the morning and at noon, the first thing I found in my desk drawer wasn't the textbook, but a few pink envelopes. I wasn't surprised. I put the envelopes back and continued listening to the lecture. After class, I took the envelopes and their contents to the trash can.
Such incidents are common when attending high school in City B, and now we are quite adept at handling them.
Wang Zehao, sitting in the back row, couldn't accept Xiang Yu's heartless act of throwing away the envelope. Finally, during an afternoon break, he reached out and stopped Xiang Yu from walking towards the trash can again.
"Brother Yu," Wang Zehao finally spoke after holding back for several days, "aren't you going to open it and take a look?"
"..."
Xiang Yu remained expressionless, feeling inexplicably apprehensive under Xiang Yu's gaze.
I wondered if this was the intimidating power of a school bully.
Wang Zehao thought that his relationship with the other party during this period was at least close enough to joke around, if not as close as Chen Ge's. So he mustered up his courage and continued, "So-and-so said that a high school life without romance is incomplete. Before you get too busy in your second year of high school, are you sure you don't want to have a passionate campus romance?"
Wang Zehao's voice wasn't quiet, and instantly all eyes turned to their corner.
Especially the group of women arguing with Zhang Boyuan, their eyes were so eager for gossip that Xiang Yu felt like he was going to get a kick in the back.
From childhood to adulthood, Xiang Yu has invested the most in family relationships. As for romantic love, he had thought about it when he received his first love letter, but if he didn't like someone, he simply didn't like them. At least until now, he had never met anyone he liked.
Are you sure you don't want to have a relationship in high school?
have no idea.
Xiang Yu clutched the envelope, lost in thought. Seeing this, Wang Zehao thought there was a chance and was about to press his advantage.
"Mouse." Gu Chen put down his pen, turned around, tapped on his desk, and asked with an amused look, "Who is it?"
"Huh?" Wang Zehao didn't react.
"Who said a high school life without romance is incomplete?" Gu Chen smiled at him and repeated, "Who was it?"