Xu Hao stepped out of the store.
He didn’t rush to take the subway back to his school.
Instead, he went to the convenience store next door to buy so snacks, bringing the bag of food to Lijiang University, under dormitory building 5.
As usual, he sat on a row of stone steps under the dormitory building, beside the basketball court, with lush parasol trees behind him and the occasional sound of birds flapping their wings.
Don’t ask why he’s sitting here.
If you ask, it’s because he’s waiting for Shen Qiumo!
That’s right!
Shen Qiumo.
The woman he loves most in his life!
The campus streetlights were quietly blue, and he thought of the first ti he saw Shen Qiumo in high school.
It was the second monthly exam after the class divisions in the second year of high school.
The school wanted to prevent classmates from cheating.
During the Chinese, Math, and English exams, they mixed up all the classes of arts and sciences, shuffled, and assigned them to different exam rooms.
For soone like him, who was always at the bottom of the class, this was a big blow.
He rembered that day.
The headmaster Cui Yama’s voice ca through the loudspeaker: "The monthly exam is about to begin! Please proceed quietly and orderly to your respective exam rooms, make sure you have all your exam tools, read the questions carefully, pay attention to instructions, and make sure to mark your answer sheets correctly."
"The first exam is Chinese, 150 minutes, everyone please manage your ti wisely..."
Before he had finished speaking!
All his classmates, led by the class monitor, dismantled their desks and lined them up as single desks.
Then the classmates, carrying their pencil bags, gradually left the classroom.
In the corridor, people dispersed in several different directions, and so whispered outside the corridor: "Do you think this month’s exam will be hard?"
"Our school’s monthly exam is notoriously tough, it’d be weird if it weren’t!"
"Ah... looks like it’s going to be miserable again this ti! What exam room are you in?"
", I’m in the second exam room."
"..."
The sounds in the corridor gradually faded.
Xu Hao packed his things and headed to his fifth exam room.
When he arrived at the exam room, it was nearly full.
The classmates might have thought the invigilator had arrived.
For a mont, all eyes were focused on the door, and the atmosphere quietened considerably.
"Hi, everyone!"
He curled his lips, greeting the classmates in the classroom, and walked straight in.
The surrounding resud the noisy laughter state of a few seconds ago.
Walking down the aisle, he glanced at each desk corner’s naplate until he found his designated seat.
A fellow classmate, who happened to be seated behind him, smiled and greeted him: "Haozi, what a coincidence! You’re in this exam room too!"
"Yo, it’s indeed a coincidence! We ended up in the sa exam room and are seated back to back."
Seeing this, he smiled and chatted with his classmate.
Then he quickly turned around, facing his classmate, straddling his long legs across the chair and extending them comfortably in the aisle, like a lazy, fearless roadblock.
He inadvertently saw his classmate’s cheat sheet and, while saying in a low voice, reached out to take it: "Your cheat sheet is quite well-made, let have a look, where did you print it? How did you shrink the font so much?"
"Don’t ss with it, I just organized it. There’s a set of Chinese poetry, math formulas, and English universal sentences useful for writing essays, don’t ss it up," the classmate hurriedly hid them.
"Alright, I won’t ss it up, keep it safe, and rember to pass the answers to later. I’ll treat you to a drink..."
He patted the classmate’s shoulder.
But then a pleasant female voice reached his ears.
"Classmate, your legs are in the way, please pull them in a bit."
Who is it?
He lifted his head in surprise and t Shen Qiumo’s eyes.
The crescent-moon-like perfect curve at the corner of her mouth was still playing on her youthfully pretty face, her eyes maintaining their arc, full of a sparkling, clear-as-wave smile...
Pulse racing?
Heart pounding?
Thump thump?
He was at a loss for words, unsure which onomatopoeia could accurately describe his feelings at that mont.
He only felt like his little heart had been hit with a powerful swing.
Countless emotions surged into him.
Panic, joy,...
The surrounding scenery and noisy sounds grew inaudible, everything quieted down, as if shattered and spilled, flowing like lted ice cream, continually blurring...
Leaving only him and her as solid entities.
Xu Hao stood there in a daze, his heart hamring away...
Hey!
This is love at first sight, right?
This beautiful yet cliché term is the elegant excuse of all those who fall for looks, who knew Xu Hao would also fall prey to it one day!
"My seat is in front of you, can you please move your legs so I can pass by..."
"Oh... okay..."
Upon realizing her seat was in front of him, he couldn’t contain his delight for quite so ti!
He quickly tucked in his legs, sitting up straight instinctively.
Wanting to present a nicer figure to her, rather than the hunchbacked science class geek.
As she was about to sit down.
He tilted his head slightly; his view was filled with her back.
Her slender shoulders, long hair tied into a ponytail, dressed in a white school uniform shirt, revealing a fair nape.
An incredibly beautiful girl.
What’s her na?
Which class is she from?
Surely not from the science class.
After this ti, will there be a chance to see her again?
The more he thought, the less he wanted to miss out.
He reached out to tap her back.
Shen Qiumo’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, she turned her face a little, asking: "What is it?"
She slightly turned her body, trying to hear him speak, this angle revealing her side profile, with a pert nose and long eyelashes slightly trembling.
Her ear also leaned closer.
He leaned slightly forward, whispering in her ear: "Classmate, may I borrow a pen?"
Speaking so close to her felt like sharing a secret.
She felt a slight tingle in her ear, moved a bit closer, then took a gel pen from her pencil case, placing it on his desk before turning around.
"Thank you!"
"You’re welco!"
He picked up the pen, twirling it in his fingers, then poked her back again, speaking slowly: "Classmate, I forgot my 2B pencil, can I borrow yours?"
"Here you go!"
She frowned slightly, not saying much, simply placing the pencil on his desk without even giving a side glance.
Once again, with a thick face, he leaned over: "Classmate, can I borrow an eraser?"
Finally, she turned to look at him once more: "Classmate, what else do you need to borrow? Please say everything at once, the exam is about to start."
"Can I borrow anything?"
He wanted so much to say, "I have everything now, just missing a girlfriend. Can I borrow one? If possible, classmate, would you mind lending yourself to ?"
But these were words he only dared to speak in his heart, daring not to utter them aloud.
"Nothing else to borrow, I just wanted to ask your na and class, so I can buy new ones to return after the exam."
"No need for new ones, just return them to after the exam."
"But you must tell your na! You can’t do a good deed and remain anonymous!"
"Shen Qiumo!"
From that day on, these three words were engraved in his heart.
What brought his thoughts back was Shen Qiumo’s figure and a familiar joyful voice: "Haozi, you’re here..."
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