Chaos erupted on the basketball court. Six people scrambled out of the court, and the rest who could get up followed suit. Those who couldn't crawled around, but reality is always cruel; they were caught red-handed by security guards the next second. Su Jinning was so amused that she almost tripped and fell.
"Hey you guys who ran away! Stop right there!" A few more security guards came and chased after them.
Chen Hang grabbed Chen Yuanyuan with one hand and pulled his schoolbag with the other, running forward like he was on fire. His posture was so funny that Su Jinning laughed until she was breathless.
"What are you laughing at!" Shen Moyu couldn't help but exclaim.
"No... I don't know, hahaha!" Su Jinning laughed until tears almost streamed down her face: "Maybe... maybe you've played Temple Run?"
Shen Moyu broke down and laughed along with him.
Winter days are always very short, so short that after just two games of ball and one fight, it gets dark.
The security guard couldn't keep up with these energetic young men; they had long since disappeared from sight. But they showed no sign of stopping, continuing to run along the roadside. The group of men ran and laughed like madmen, weaving through the neon-lit city, brushing past the traffic and the hustle and bustle of the city.
The children ran around, never caring about the coldness and warmth of human relationships among adults.
Youth is always fleeting yet passionate, so why not go all in and go crazy one last time? Skip a class, copy homework, get into a fight, sweat it out, pick a flower, strive for first place, love someone, and gamble on a future. In this prime of your life, create your own unique river of time.
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Author's Note:
I really love this chapter; it captures the youthful spirit and the fleeting yet passionate nature of adolescence. (I need to quickly write this down in my essay, haha!)
Chapter 84 Peach Blossom Snow
According to the Central Meteorological Observatory, a new and stronger cold front will arrive starting tomorrow, bringing heavy to blizzard conditions to some areas in the coming days, the first time this has happened in Shanghai in recent years…
Su Jinning raised his hand and turned off the TV, the weather report abruptly stopping. He got up and walked towards the kitchen, watching Shen Moyu busily working at the dining table, and went over to help with a smile: "The weather forecast says it will snow in the next couple of days; Shanghai hasn't had snow for years."
Shen Moyu raised an eyebrow in surprise and served Su Jinning a bowl of porridge: "Really? It hasn't snowed for several years." He sat down: "But this winter has been quite cold, the wind is strong, so snowing is normal."
The freshly cooked porridge emitted a rich, fragrant aroma. Su Jinning lowered her head and smelled it: "Wow, it smells so good."
"Here, I also boiled two eggs." Shen Moyu smiled and peeled an egg for him, handing it to him.
Su Jinning, with a mouthful of porridge still in her mouth, stared at him and nodded blankly.
"Eat slowly." Shen Moyu reminded him helplessly as he wolfed down his food, and then took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, just like a doting mother.
"Such delicious porridge, it would be disrespectful not to wolf it down." Su Jinning lowered her head and took another bite: "By the way, Auntie should have gotten off the plane by now, should we give her a call to check on her?"
Shen Moyu then remembered. It was almost New Year's Day, and Xia Wei had a distant friend who was seriously ill. She wanted Xia Wei to come and spend the New Year with her, so she hurriedly booked a plane ticket last night, and Shen Moyu couldn't stop her no matter how hard she tried.
He stopped chewing, took out his phone and dialed Xia Wei's number. Only after learning that she was alright did Shen Moyu breathe a sigh of relief.
Looking at the phone on the table, he became a little worried about his mother's legs. She clearly had difficulty moving around with crutches, yet she insisted on going to a friend's house. Xia Wei was kind-hearted; she would go to her friend's house rain or shine whenever needed, even Shen Moyu couldn't do anything about it.
Su Jinning seemed to sense his worry, put her arm around his shoulder, and whispered reassuringly, "It's alright, Auntie has already gotten off the plane, someone should be able to pick her up. Just stay at my house for the next couple of days, everything will be fine."
As expected, only Su Jinning's comfort was truly effective. He leaned on her shoulder and nodded wearily.
After breakfast, the two snuggled on the sofa watching anime. The weather had indeed been getting colder lately. There were several poplar trees in front of Su Jinning's house, which used to be lush and green when looking out the window, but now only swaying branches remained, through which a gray sky could be seen.
Winters in the south are unheated, so they're unexpectedly damp and chilly. Su Jinning got up, grabbed a blanket, and covered the two of them. Shen Moyu leaned closer, his soft hair tickling his jawline and carrying the fresh scent of shampoo. Shen Moyu nestled obediently in his arms, and he couldn't help but lower his head to nuzzle and kiss him, but he could never get enough of it.
Shen Moyu was so engrossed in watching that he half-heartedly went along with it. Normally, he would have kicked him away while cursing him as an idiot.
"Stop kissing me." Perhaps tickled by his kisses, Shen Moyu involuntarily shrank her neck, then turned to look at him expectantly: "I'm thirsty."
Su Jinning smiled and took the opportunity to peck at him again: "Let me pour you a glass of water."
Shen Moyu stretched, and as he pulled his arm away from the blanket, a distinct chill ran through him, causing him to shiver. He called out to the kitchen, "I want something hot."
"good."
Shen Moyu held the slightly hot water glass, lowered his head and carefully took a sip. The steam covered his face, but it felt surprisingly comfortable. He picked up the exercises on the table and sat back down. It seemed he wouldn't be able to get out of this blanket today.
With only two weeks left until the end of the semester, the learning atmosphere has entered a new and intense phase. Su Jinning's recent ranking has consistently been around tenth place, and she has also maintained a position in the top twenty in the city. She's practically scrambling to receive all the awards she's received.
Now, apart from some extra questions that Su Jinning would ask him, they spend half the time working on their own. Shen Moyu looked back at the person's serious calculations and felt a moment of relief.
With half a semester left, just over two hundred days, they've unknowingly gotten so close to the future. Everything is moving in the best possible direction.
Now they eat breakfast together, snuggle on the sofa and watch TV together. He even vaguely sees many years later when the two of them graduate, live in the house they bought together, and live a simple and ordinary life like they do now.
Their love was always so passionate and intense, and they gave each other everything without reservation.
He looked up at the gray sky outside, but his heart was filled with light.
Suddenly, he seemed to see something vaguely drifting down from the gray sky. He straightened up and squinted as if to confirm, but the person next to him had already stood up and walked quickly to the window.
The windows were sparkling clean. Su Jinning stood there, seemingly blending into the snowy landscape. He turned around, his eyes gleaming: "It's snowing."
Seventeen- or eighteen-year-old teenagers are the most unpredictable. They possess the composure and understanding of adults, but also have an inherent mischievousness and flamboyance.
Just like when you see snow, you can't help but want to rush out.
The two of them pulled out their thickest down jackets, wrapped themselves up tightly, and ran out.
The snow was falling heavily and fast. Shen Moyu, like a curious child, stretched out his hand and watched the cold snowflakes melt in his palm.
"Quickly, make a wish!" Su Jinning clasped her hands together and closed her eyes earnestly.
Shen Moyu was completely confused by him: "What kind of wish do you make when it snows?"
Su Jinning seemed to think what he said made sense, but quickly closed her eyes again: "This is the first snow, wishes made here are very effective."
Shen Moyu rolled her eyes at him and complained about why her boyfriend was so fond of wishing.
When he turned around, he saw Su Jinning tilting her head back with her mouth open, as if she were...eating snow?
Damn it, they're trying to pull some tricks again?
"Damn it, what are you doing!" Shen Moyu couldn't hold back and slapped him across the mouth: "Aren't you disgusting?"