Yan hope sneered, "What a coincidence?"
Mary's eyes and brows shone in the sunlight, exuding a wicked and eerie charm. She parted her lips and gently breathed into Yan Xi's ear—"Is that so? What a coincidence. Didn't you also happen to discover the secret under my veil?"
"Back to the classroom, to get the paint, that day?" Ah Heng interjected.
Yan hope wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his index finger and nodded.
Xin Dayi stared blankly at Yan hope, her nose stinging with tears—"Yan hope, am I really that untrustworthy to you?"
Mary stroked her phoenix eyes and sneered, "Sigh, Siwan's beating was truly unjust. EVE, Yanxi's painstaking efforts have all been wasted."
Yan hope sighed, his expression somewhat helpless. He softened his gaze and gently spoke to Xin Dayi, "Dayi, you know, you were silly when you were little. You've never been in love or seen a transvestite. If you get fooled, who knows what might happen to you... So, I'll sacrifice a little. I'd rather you be angry with me than not break you up. Oh, why am I so great, so considerate, and so lovable!"
Ah Heng burst out laughing.
Xin Dayi was initially moved to tears, but the more she listened, the greener her face became—"Thank you! But I wouldn't die for a transvestite!!!"
Mary's rosy face contorted – "Who's the ladyboy? Get lost!!!"
Yan hope's lips curved into a peach petal shape as she spoke coolly, "Okay, you're not a transvestite, you just love wearing skirts, high heels, and nail polish, and you have an accidental bump on your neck, is that alright?"
Mary snorted and said stiffly, "If a person doesn't have a hobby, how can they live?"
Then, she licked her red lips and gave Xin Dayi a flirtatious wink.
Xin Dayi burst into tears, filled with despair—"Aheng, Aheng, am I having a nightmare? Just now, a transvestite gave me a flirtatious look, it was so vivid and shocking..."
Pinch, pinch, I pinch, I pinch really hard.
"Does it hurt?" (Smiles)
"It hurts." She covered her face.
"Heh, stop dreaming, you're awake." Conclusion.
Chen Juan, age 15, gender, male, height, 1.8 meters, interest, cross-dressing.
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"Siwan, why won't you tell me?"
"Dayi is so foolish, what if he does something rash and something bad happens to him?"
"Yan hope, why did I hit you?"
"I'm annoyed that I even kept it from him."
"Oh, so, Dayi, hit Yanxi."
Chapter 25
Chapter 25
The midterm exam results are out. Aheng did well and was in the top three in the grade again. Xin Dayi has always been one of the best in science in the grade, so even though he was a little weaker in humanities, his overall score was still in the top twenty in the grade.
Yan hope's grades were not as outstanding as he was; they were average, without any highlights, but also without any major flaws.
What surprised everyone was Rosemary's grades. They had assumed that as a specially admitted student who had just returned from America, her grades would be abysmal, but unexpectedly, she was on the class list. Although not at the top, she was still on the list and could be considered a good student in the general sense.
"How did he do on the test? He scored five points higher than me in physics," Da Yi muttered to himself, feeling a hundred times resentful.
Ah Heng found it amusing. She knew he couldn't let it go; no matter the channel or the trivial matter, he would always find an excuse to hold a grudge.
After all, she believed that Da Yi had genuinely and passionately liked Chen Juan before she knew his gender. However, the gap was too large, and he was not used to using his overly profound and sensitive thoughts to lead himself into an extreme obsession, so he could only simply and honestly let this feeling wear him down, which was replaced by childish hostility.
However, this is for the best.
"Aheng, would you like an apple?" Her deskmate greeted her with a smile as beautiful as a rose dewdrop.
This boy was still dressed in women's clothing, and even dyed his hair rose red to highlight his unique beauty and sharp features.
Recently, because of the few people who shared his secrets, his originally unrestrained and passionate personality was fully revealed.
"apple?"
"Yes, an apple. Do you want one?" Chen Juan smiled, slightly hunching his back. He rummaged under the table for a long time, pulled out an apple, straightened up, and handed it to Aheng.
The left chest is noticeably flatter than before.
"You, using apples to fill your breasts?" Ah Heng blushed.
“Yes, sometimes. It’s oranges. Do you want some? I’ll bring some for you tomorrow.” Chen Juan smiled strangely.
Xin Dayi's face turned green with indignation, and she cursed, "Pervert!"
Chen Juan turned around and gave a brilliant reply—"I'm a pervert, but I like it!"
Yan hope glanced at Xin Dayi, pressed his elbow against the boy's neck, and smiled with a rosy gleam in his large, dark eyes—"This child, he always knew he was silly, but I didn't expect him to be so petty."
Chen Juan chuckled – “Yan Xi, you’re such a shrewd person.”
Yan hope looked at Xin Dayi's face, which was scrunched up from his rough handling, and let go of her, a half-smile on his face—"If I'm a shrewd person, then you're a genius."
"Heh." Ah Heng laughed.
Yan hope. It's better to scold someone than to praise them.
"Is your mouth always this sharp?" Chen Juan wasn't annoyed; he simply licked his lips lightly, a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
Yan hope formed a tower with his fingertips and chuckled – “Chen Juan, you’re not wrong, but that doesn’t make me like you.”
Chen Juan rolled his eyes, said nothing, and turned away.
Ah Heng was somewhat alarmed. Yan hope's words made her feel uneasy.
After a long pause, he gave a bitter laugh, feeling somewhat depressed.
Right and wrong are not the criteria for emotional bias. She didn't know this before, and although she didn't show it on her face, she minded it in her heart, trying her best to be more blameless and upright, as clear as the bright moon.
But even if it turns into snow in the mountains, so what? It's like drinking alcohol. Some people can only drink Erguotou their whole lives. Even if it's a fine vintage wine, they'll still shake their heads.
Moreover, she's hardly a fine wine.
"Wen Heng, Wen Heng, Big Spoon??" Yan Xi waved his hand in front of A Heng's eyes.
Ah Heng snapped out of her daze, stunned—"What?"
"Can you do me a favor?" Yan hope asked with a smile, but her eyes were serious and sharp.
"Speak." Ah Heng smiled gently, her eyes as clear as a landscape.
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Ah Heng recognized it; this was Mao'er Hutong, a famous hutong in old Beijing, with a history spanning many years.
Yan hope led her through winding paths, with stone lions and fish ponds on either side. Though worn and dilapidated by time, they still retained the charm of the ancient capital.
"We've arrived." Yan hope said calmly, pushing open the courtyard gate with her fair, jade-like hand.
Ah, this courtyard looks like an old man in his twilight years, with broken bricks and tiles, as if it hasn't been renovated in a long time, looking very old and frail.
"Brother Yanxi, you're here! You brought the teacher too?" came the cheerful voice of a child.
Ah Heng looked closely and saw the little boy wearing a hat. He was thin and small, wearing a slightly old and oversized cotton T-shirt that didn't fit him very well, but his face was cute and lively, and his eyes were as bright and lively as clear little fish in water, which added a lot to his charm.
This child was the same little shrimp that everyone was talking about on the day Yan hope and his friends got into a fight.
"This is your brother Siwan's younger sister, you should call her sister." Yan hope smiled and rubbed the child's hat, her face unusually gentle and serene.
"Hello, sister! My grandfather's surname is He, and my name is He Xia. Everyone calls me Xiao Xia." The young boy's voice was full of energy, and he looked at her with a little nervousness.
"I am Wen Heng." Aheng pursed her lips and smiled.
“Your sister Aheng is a very good student. From now on, let her help you with your studies every weekend. You’ll definitely be able to get into high school next year, okay?” Yan Xi held the child’s hand, her expression lively.
"Can we go to Xilin?" Xiaoxia asked, tilting her head.
"Why, is it Xilin?" Aheng asked, puzzled.
"I want to go to the same school as Yanxi, Dayi, and Siwang." The child counted them all on his fingers.
Yan hope stood up, his eyes smiling, and tentatively asked her.
Ah Heng smiled, finding the child clever and mischievous, and given that he was about the same age as Zai Zai, it was impossible not to like him. She nodded with a smile.
"Little Shrimp, where's your grandpa?" Yan hope suddenly remembered something.
"Grandpa went to set up his stall," the child answered readily.
"Don't you need to help him?" Yan hope pondered.
"Grandpa said I should follow you, Brother Yanxi, and study hard. I can't go and help out at the stall." The child pouted slightly, looking a little wistful.
Aheng glanced at Yan hope, only to find that he had lowered his gaze.
She smiled and said gently to the child, "Little Shrimp, let's begin."
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Xiaoxia will be entering the third year of junior high school in the second half of the year. The child is smart, but his foundation is not good. Ahheng thought about this and started teaching him from the content of the textbook.
"Therefore, applying the quadratic formula, the result should be..."
"I know, it's -3 and 1, right?" the child excitedly answered.
"Hmm? That's not right."
"Oh, did I miscalculate again?" The child's face fell, looking very disappointed.
“Let me see… Hehe, you wrote 26 instead of 5 squared. You miscalculated inside the square root. It should be zero. The result is only one root, 2.” Aheng smiled. “Alright, next, the third question.”
The child was doing his homework while secretly glancing at Ah Heng's expression.
"Little Shrimp, what's wrong?" Ah Heng turned her head, her clear face gentle and quiet.
"Sister, why don't you scold me?" the child asked, full of doubt. "Our teacher always scolds me for being stupid, dislikes me, and says I'm dragging the class down."
Ah Heng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, revealing eight teeth—"You don't dislike your sister's Mandarin either."
"My sister speaks so sweetly, so softly, like cotton candy." Cotton candy, cotton candy, the child murmured, drooling.
hehe.
By the time the latest lessons were all taught, it was nearly dusk.