C4 (1/2)

The Young King zhenyinfang 48400K 2022-07-19

Quiet, quiet. Everything seemed so quiet. The silence between the two of them was so quiet that it was hard to breathe. Firstly, it was Mu Xinyi who could not stand it. She broke the silence between the two and said nervously, ”You, what do you think about tonight's exam?”

”Not bad.” Zhang Song replied calmly.

”Oh, then do you have the confidence to get first place this time?” Mu Xinyi asked without giving up.

”I don't know.” Zhang Song said as he always did.

Mu Xinyi responded with an 'oh'. She didn't know how to continue the topic. Her mind was quickly running. Originally, she had too many topics to talk about, but now, she was so nervous that she couldn't say them.

Silence. Everything returned to its starting point. It was as if they couldn't find a common topic for the conversation to continue. This continued for nearly ten minutes. Unwilling, Mu Xinyi once again started a conversation, ”Are, are you free tonight?”

”What's the matter?” Zhang Song's expression remained the same.

”Nothing, just asking.”

”Oh.” With a simple word, he ended the conversation. However, he did not give an answer.

Seeing Zhang Song being indifferent, Mu Xinyi became extremely anxious. Thus, he picked up a pen and paper, wrote a few words, and nervously and expectantly handed it to Zhang Song.

Looking at the paper slip that Mu Xinyi handed to him, Zhang Song frowned. However, he still took the paper and opened it. He saw a beautiful word printed in front of his eyes. ”Would you send me home after school?”

When he didn't answer, Zhang Song put the note back into the book, raised his arm to look at the time, and then continued to read.

Mu Xinyi, who had been waiting for Zhang Song's answer, suddenly felt her heart ache when she saw this scene. Two lines of clear tears could not help but fall from her eyes. He thought to himself, ”I've already put down my girl's modesty and expressed my goodwill to you, but you still don't appreciate my kindness. Don't tell me I'm really not as good as Chen Yuxin?”

Unknowingly, Zhang Song had already handed over a tissue.

Mu Xinyi took the tissue, but this time she cried even harder. Her tears fell like rain.

Seeing this, Zhang Song picked up the book and stood up. He threw down the words, ”Call me then” and returned to his seat. The reason why Zhang Song left was because he was afraid that his classmates would hear Mu Xinyi's crying. Furthermore, it was said in the ancient language: Only vile people and women in this world are hard to raise. Actually, there was another worry in his heart, and that was the gossip of others. He knew very well that the severity of the rumors could actually kill someone.

When Mu Xinyi heard the words Zhang Song said before he left, her heart was incomparably sweet. Her tears also stopped very quickly. Right now, she could only hope that the class would end soon.

Five minutes before the end of class, Zhang Song and the other eight students left the classroom as usual. The moment they left the classroom, everyone lit up their cigarettes. Su Xiang blew out a mouthful of smoke and said, ”Everyone says that after dinner, a cigarette will be used to compete with a living immortal. But I think that after class, a cigarette will be more energetic. Haha.”

Zhang Jun did not forget to strike a blow, ”You're the only one who knows how to play. I didn't even see you get a girlfriend.”

”That's right, why don't you find us a sister-in-law one day.” Zhou Xinmin and the others also joined in the commotion.

”I think that Ye Xuan in our class isn't bad. He's quite gentle and cute, and he also likes to learn. He should be more than enough to suit you.” Zhang Jun seriously said.

Everyone started to talk back and forth about Su Xiang. Only Zhang Song was currently the quietest. He quietly smoked as he looked at the deep darkness in front of him.

At this moment, the bell rang, signaling the end of the day's lesson.

Within three minutes, the classroom was empty. The students were rushing towards their dorm room like wild horses without their reins.

Mu Xinyi tidied up her books and walked to Zhang Song's side with her schoolbag in hand. She whispered, ”About that, can we go now?”