Chapter 5 (1/2)

Chapter 5

In their cla.s.smates’ eyes, Cheng Zheng’s and Yun Jin’s relations.h.i.+p didn’t change post ‘sanitary pad incident’. Cheng Zheng still messed with her and Su Yun Jin wouldn’t react but maintain her silence. Everyone knew not to bring up that incident again, not that anyone even dared to. The matter was glossed over, as though it had never happened. But Cheng Zheng was worried deep down; what had transpired between them should have altered their relations.h.i.+p. What was worse was he couldn’t read Yun Jin’s expression and the more she kept silent, the more unsettled he felt.

Sometimes Cheng Zheng wished she would turn nasty and perhaps even slap him or call him a jerk. Then perhaps he would feel better. It would also prove that the kiss really did happen and wasn’t a figment of his imagination. Whether she overheard his parting words, whether she knew how he really felt about her, whatever it was, she shouldn’t be so indifferent.

Cheng Zheng no longer fired vicious words at her but he still loved to rock her chair. When she would turn back with a furrow, he would grin at her. She was lithe, and sometimes, he could just make out her white bra-straps under the blue uniform thinned-out from countless was.h.i.+ngs. Cheng Zheng always reigned in his thoughts before they got out of hand; as it was, everytime he caught a glimpse his face would flush and his heart would palpitate madly. Many years later, whenever Cheng Zheng recalled those summer days in year three, how he would look at her from behind, he would feel nostalgic.

However infatuated Cheng Zheng was with her, he could not deny that Yun Jin was no good at her studies. In fact, he could not remember a time when she had pa.s.sed Math cla.s.s. What was even more exasperating was that whenever she got stuck with a problem sum, she would merely stare at her paper when there he was behind her practically screaming internally ask me ASK ME! And when she simply could not solve it, she would only turn to Song Ming for guidance but never him.

Now Song Ming might have topped in English, but his grasp on Math and Chemistry was just average. Cheng Zheng would eavesdrop agonizingly as Song Ming tried to guide Yun Jin but all he would make out of it was a bunch of longwinded nonsense that got Yun Jin nowhere. Funnily enough, both Yun Jin and Song Ming remained calm even though their discussions never made Yun Jin any wiser. It was Cheng Zheng, the witness to the proceedings, who was all agitated.

Finally, one day, he couldn’t stand seeing Su Yun Jin pondering over another cla.s.sic ten-year-series algebra sum. When he pa.s.sed her desk during break time, he tossed a sheet of paper detailing the steps to solving it as well as the thought process on her desk before making a quick escape. When he returned to his seat however, he found her approaching him holding the same piece of paper up.

Before she could speak, he interjected quickly with a beetroot face, “Don’t overthink this. I just can’t endure stupidity.”

Yun Jin replied casually “You’re the one overthinking things. I just want to clarify what you wrote.”

“Puahaha!” The pair turned in the direction of the chuckle. It was Song Ming who was laughing. When he made eye-contact with them however, he gestured for them to please continue before immersing himself in his study material once again.

Cheng Zheng ignored him and took the paper from Yun Jin’s hold. “Which word can’t you make out? Sigh, you just won’t admit you’re stupid. Oh this word is…”

In the following days, the students sitting in their vicinity were astounded to observe that Su Yun Jin’s and Cheng Zheng’s interactions had increased and improved. Whenever she was stumped in English, she would turn to Song Ming for help. When she was baffled by any of the other subjects, she would invariably turn to Cheng Zheng with a low voice.

Although Cheng Zheng always looked as though he was irritated by her requests, he was always meticulous in his explanations. He had no patience however. Should Yun Jin remain clueless or unable to follow his explanations, he would become testy. In such moments, Su Yun Jin would not argue or converse with him any further and would simply turn her back on him, allowing him to continue stewing in his impatience. But before a half-hour was up, Cheng Zheng would poke Yun Jin in her back and initiate conversation with a “Actually, I wasn’t done explaining just now, come I’ll continue……”

Cheng Zheng’s style of tutoring may have been rough around the edges but no one could deny that his approach to questions were always the simplest and most straightforward. Under his frequent painstaking guidance, Yun Jin had made big strides in her work. Of course, she was still nowhere close to being one of the topscorers in cla.s.s, but at least she was closer to the pa.s.sing mark in Math than before.

Year three was an agonizing period of non-stop mugging. As long as the National College Entrance Examinations were not over, the students dared not slacken. After Friday’s afternoon cla.s.s, their teacher would sometimes allow them to unwind on the sporting field. Cheng Zheng and several batchmates would then play friendlies in the soccer court. After he had established a semblance of friends.h.i.+p with Su Yun Jin, Cheng Zheng would often casually invite her to watch a match.

“We are playing a friendly this afternoon. If you have nothing to do you can come watch?”

“I’m going back to the hostel to wash my hair.”

“You can wash your hair anytime! Well will you come or not? … All the other girls in cla.s.s will be there.”

Cheng Zheng’s invitation was sincere, but Yun Jin was unfortunately not reciprocative, “I know absolutely nothing about soccer, so it’s pointless for me to go.”

“If you know nothing, you can always learn! Can’t you just be interested in sports one bit? Always staying cooped up studying, no wonder you’re such a bore!” Cheng Zheng raised his voice.

Yun Jin looked at him, “Who says I’m not interested in sports? I play Go.” (*Go, also known as 围棋 wéiqí, is a boardgame comprising of black and white pieces.)

Cheng Zheng was furious and said angrily, “Su Yun Jin! If you don’t come today, I’ll really not let you off!” Although he had issued a thinly veiled threat, the truth was, Cheng Zheng had no idea what he would do if Su Yun Jin stood him up once again. He was really at her mercy.

It was dinnertime and Yun Jin sat in her dorm room eating the usual bland takeaway from the canteen. There were significantly fewer people in the dorm today. It was only she and Mo Yu Hua who was listening to an English audio tape while eating. Neither of them talked and the faint strains of excitement from the soccer court a distance away would stream in occasionally.

“You really don’t intend to go?”

“Huh?” Yun Jin stared doubtfully at Mo Yu Hua who was still plugged in to her audio tape. She couldn’t be certain that the statement was directed at her.

Mo Yu Hua plucked out her earphones and asked casually “Have you finished eating? Let’s go take a look.”

Yun Jin was very surprised because Mo Yu Hua was just like her and had never displayed interest in such activities.

“I’m really not interested.” Yun Jin bent her head and started playing with the remnants of her food.

“Let’s go. Just take it as you’re accompanying me.” Mo Yu Hua took the bowl from Yun Jin’s hold and placed it on a nearby table. She then grabbed Yun Jin’s wrist and led her out of the hostel.

Yun Jin followed Mo Yu Hua pa.s.sively to the crowded arena with a look of helplessness. Mo Yu Hua dragged her to an advantageous viewing spot. With a myopia of 200 degrees, Yun Jin had to squint. She could just make out the two squads clad in red and white jerseys running tirelessly across the field. There was truly no lack of girls among the spectators. Whether they were focussed on the game or the athletes was anyone’s guess.