Yun Mi and Ding Yuan went to Class 2 of Senior 2 to ask the senior a math problem. By evening, she naturally had no questions for Chen Yiyang.
Chen Yiyang's exam was over, and he was waiting for results.
Seeing her messages, he thought it was unusual.
Yun Mi usually humbly asked him problems, but today she hadn't sent a single message.
Some guys were eating out. The Beijing guy who was close to him saw Chen Yiyang not talking and yelled, "Chen Yiyang, texting your girlfriend again?"
Chen Yiyang sat in the corner without speaking, just scoffing. His broad frame, black hair pressed under a cap, thin lips on his jawline twitching.
He skillfully clicked into Ding Yuan's Moments.
Ding Yuan shared her daily life in detail. Normally, Xie Yue would reply to every post. But not today.
At 1 p.m., Ding Yuan had posted a dynamic image of a math test paper. In the image, a boy's slender fingers appeared, and when played, Yun Mi's laughter could be heard.
Someone nearby leaned in to look. "Your girlfriend's Moments?"
Chen Yiyang had explained before, but the guy didn't believe it. "No."
"A Yang, you're lying to ghosts? You check it eight hundred times a day."
Amid the teasing, Chen Yiyang had nothing to say.
He waited until the next day, but still no message from Yun Mi.
When she had questions, she would send hundreds of messages and cute emojis in a row. But once someone else taught her, she'd throw him away, not even a "good night" or "good morning."
That was Yun Mi.
Even Chen Yiyang lost his patience. He lowered his eyes and sneered.
He thought, maybe he should tell Yun Mi he liked her.
Give him a clear answer—let him live or die.
Either stay away from someone dangerous like him who likes his "sister," or obediently come closer.
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The day Chen Yiyang returned to Shancheng was a bright sunny day. Shanfu had already started distributing military training supplies.
Xie Yue picked him up at the airport and complained about what had happened at school recently.
When mentioning the seniors who returned, Xie Yue couldn't hide his displeasure. He sneered, "That Senior Ji guy looks like a pretty boy, and has a good temper. Even with a girlfriend, he still attracts bees and butterflies... Ding Yuan and Yun Mi hover around him all day. I've had it."
Xie Yue planned to form an informatics competition team. He wanted Ding Yuan to join. Winning would give them bonus points for independent recruitment. Such a good deal, but Ding Yuan ignored him?
Xie Yue figured Ding Yuan's heart had been stolen by the senior.
He complained endlessly.
Chen Yiyang sat in the passenger seat. Hearing Xie Yue's complaints from the back, he lifted his eyes and stared at the rearview mirror.
In a flat tone, as if unfazed, he asked, "Who?"
Xie Yue was still fuming. "Ji Yuqin..."
Chen Yiyang remembered that guy.
Rich family. The boyfriend of a senior he knew.
He recalled the senior's evaluation: "My boyfriend's biggest advantage is his handsomeness. Ah, the disadvantage is also that. Xiao Yang, you know? Sometimes I can't focus on studying when I look at his face."
Chen Yiyang curled his lip into a cold smile.
There were quite a few students staying at Shanfu over the summer, especially those moving from sophomore to senior year. School was about to start in a few days.
Walking on campus, they greeted many familiar classmates.
Zhou Shihui separated from them as soon as they reached the school.
Xie Yue leaned over to Chen Yiyang. "Because of Yun Mi?"
The two of them had been keeping meters apart all the way.
Chen Yiyang's sour face practically had "we fought" written all over it.
"Not just that," Chen Yiyang said, lifting his eyelids to glance at the sophomore building. After thinking, he added, "Saw it coming."
Zhou Shihui was the type to get stuck in his ways—meritocratic, sophisticated egoist. He couldn't understand why Chen Yiyang chose liberal arts.
But Chen Yiyang wasn't a good person either.
Two stubborn mules coexisting peacefully for seventeen years only because Chen Yiyang didn't want to argue with him.
Xie Yue shrugged.
He wanted to say your Yun Mi is really in demand.
Just as he was about to speak, the heroine in his story walked out of the classroom holding a thermos.
Someone inside seemed to greet her. Yun Mi smiled and waved as she passed the window.
"..."
Xie Yue saw the silhouette of a boy in the classroom and remembered something. He said, "That really is... a good match."