Feng Ning poked her head out of the gap and looked around. Students were coming back from lunch one after another for lunch break. She gestured, "You can go now."
Avoiding the peak hours, the two came out of the girls' dormitory. Jiang Wen refused to go back to the dormitory like this. Feng Ning could only take him to a small pavilion in the bamboo forest nearby to take shelter from the rain.
Fifteen minutes later, Zhao Jun arrived at the battlefield.
He looked at them in silence, unable to utter a word for a long time.
"What are you doing..." Zhao Binlin asked hesitantly, "What's going on?"
Jiang Wen's collar was half wet, and the chill penetrated into his bones. He pulled at it uncomfortably, ignoring Zhao Binlin. Feng Ning responded, "It's a long story."
There were streaks of dust on their clothes and pants, and Jiang Wen sneezed repeatedly. Several people looked at him, but he turned his head and glared at Feng Ning fiercely.
Feng Ning shrank his neck guiltily.
Pei Shurou saw the interaction between the two. She handed the bag to Jiang Wen and asked, "How did it become like this?"
It is totally unimaginable that someone with such severe mysophobia could be in such a mess, as dirty as a refugee.
Pei Shurou is tall and slim. She wears a knee-length poppy red tweed coat, a gray plaid long skirt, and short tassel boots.
Feng Ning admired in her heart: She is indeed the most voted school beauty. Look at her temperament and figure!
Jiang Wen zipped up his jacket, put on his hat, and then put on a mask.
Looking at him fully armed, Feng Ning's expression was a bit hard to describe: "Are you exaggerating a little?"
"It's no exaggeration." Zhao Binlin showed an unfathomable smile, "You don't understand this, don't you know that in this school, there must be a whole platoon of girls who admire our top girl? This kind of image is absolutely shameful."
It was drizzling, and they brought three umbrellas. Two boys took one, and Feng Ning and Pei Shurou each took one. Feng Ning was curious: "Why do you call him the top player?"
"Because she is beautiful and naturally beautiful."
Feng Ning let out a long "oh" and laughed obscenely: "Has he ever received any guests?"
Jiang Wen glanced at her indifferently. Zhao Binlin responded to this kind of dirty talk very smoothly: "Hehehe, the price is too high. No one can afford it yet."
Feng Ning recalled that the girls in her class often secretly discussed Jiang Wen's good skin. She said, "It's a pity that this face doesn't belong to a woman."
Jiang Wen retorted: "It's a pity that you don't become a man."
The interaction between the two of them was filled with a hint of tension, and everyone else was completely forgotten.
Walking and walking.
"My shoelaces are untied, please help me hold the umbrella." Feng Ning said to Zhao Binlin.
But when she handed over the umbrella handle, Jiang Wen took it naturally. Pei Shurou was stunned for a moment, then recovered.
Feng Ning squatted down, carrying a dark red schoolbag, and did not notice the expressions of others.
The three of them stopped to wait for her. Zhao Binlin held an umbrella for Jiang Wen, while half of his body was outside, holding an umbrella for Feng Ning.
It was not only raining, but also windy. Feng Ning was freezing. Shivering, he walked to the fork in the road and waved to them perfunctorily, "I'm going back first."
Seeing her figure disappear in a flash, Zhao Binlin turned around and said, "Are you two unlucky for each other? Why do you always get unlucky when you meet each other?"
Pei Shurou pursed her lips, looked at Jiang deeply and asked, "Are you familiar with her?"
Zhao Binlin immediately said, "I'm fine. Jiang Wen is more familiar with me."
Jiang Wen was playing with his phone. He clicked on Feng Ning's WeChat profile picture, clicked around in the notes and tags, pressed the screen with his thumb, and replied casually: "She is a jinx."
Zhao Binlin approached and said, "Why do I feel like you're in a good mood? What on earth were you doing just now? You couldn't have had sex outdoors, did you?"
Jiang Wen put away his phone: "Besides pornography, can you think of anything else in your mind?"
"What's wrong? You're so impatient when you're with your brothers." Zhao Binlin had a playful expression on his face. "Oh, I'm really sad. You were so patient when you were holding an umbrella for the girl just now, you licker."
He said "get out" casually.
Pei Shurou walked beside them, holding the umbrella handle tightly. She smiled nonchalantly and changed the subject: "Where is Xi Gaoyuan?"
"He recently broke up with Lin Ru, so I guess he's trying to coax her now." Zhao Binlin didn't care much anyway, "Why do you care about him?"
She talked about her winter vacation plans: "Didn't he say before that he wanted to go to Hokkaido? Now that we have a holiday, how about we go to Japan before the New Year?"
Zhao Binlin said enthusiastically: "Okay."
Pei Shurou turned to look at Jiang Wen, "Ah Wen, are you going?"
"Let's talk about it later." Jiang Wen answered her absentmindedly, "I might have something to do."
Hearing him say this, Zhao Binlin couldn't help but ask: "Why, what else do you have to do?"
Jiang Wen sneezed twice more in a row, "Stay at home with my sister."
Zhao Binlin was very surprised: "You accompany her? Why do you accompany her?"
"Do your homework."
Zhao Binlin elbowed him and said, "No kidding, are you going or not?"
Jiang Wen still shook his head and said lightly: "There is a competition next semester, and I have to study at home during the winter vacation."
When she returned to the dormitory, two people had already left and Meng Taoyu was packing up. She was shocked to see Feng Ning's appearance, "What's wrong with you, Ningning?"
"It's okay." She waved her hand and said casually, "I fell on the road."
Feng Ning took off his wet coat and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower. When he came out, he saw Shuang Yao sitting on a chair.
"Have you packed your things?" she asked while drying her hair.
"Yeah." Shuang Yao frowned. "Damn, this physics test is so difficult. I think I'm going to fail. How do you feel?"
"Me? That's it."
Meng Taoyu said goodbye to her: "Ningning, my mother is waiting downstairs, I have to leave."
Feng Ning responded, "Okay, be careful on the road."
Meng Taoyu walked to the dormitory door with her suitcase, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and turned around: "Ningning, if you are free during the holidays, can I come to visit you?"
Feng Ning agreed readily: "Sure, if you want to come and play, remember to send me a message in advance."
"good."
There were only two of them left in the dormitory. Shuang Yao sat up straighter and asked, "How's the forum going?"
"Whatever, I don't care." At this point, Feng Ning suddenly remembered, "Oh, I met Pei Shurou today."
"What's wrong with her?"
"She looks pretty good. She's prettier in person than in the photo." Feng Ning stuffed the winter vacation homework into Shuangyao's schoolbag - her schoolbag had just been washed.
Shuang Yao thought for a moment, "Is she close to Jiang Wen?"
"How should I know?"
"You don't care?"
Feng Ning was puzzled, "Why should I care about this?"
Shuang Yao examined her expression. "Really? Why do I feel like you've been tangled up with Jiang Wenman recently? When you injured your ankle earlier, didn't he carry you to the infirmary? Later, he helped you find your phone."
"He's quite entertaining." Feng Ning said.
Shuang Yao seemed to be thinking about something, and her words seemed to have something else in them: "And then?"
Feng Ning continued to answer: "It's also quite funny when he's angry."
"That's it?"
"uh-huh."
Shuang Yao observed her expression and smiled mischievously: "After all this trouble, I don't believe you don't like him at all. Is it because Jiang Wen's family background is so good that you feel inferior?"
Feng Ning sighed deeply: "Big sister, I beg you to be more imaginative."
After returning home for the holidays, Feng Ning spent two days finishing his winter vacation homework.
Zhao Huiyun arranged for the tutoring time to be two hours each in the morning and afternoon on weekdays. Feng Ning had never tutored anyone formally before, so he specially prepared a lesson in advance.
Before going out, I checked the weather and it looked OK. To be on the safe side, Feng Ning brought an umbrella with him.
She bought a sandwich for breakfast on the way and entered the address sent by Zhao Huiyun into Gaode Map.
The Jiang family is engaged in business and believes in Feng Shui. Their home is not in the downtown area. Although it is a single-family villa, the decoration style is more ancient, with trees and flowers planted in the corners of the yard, and few modern elements.
Jiang Wenlai opened the door. His hair was still messy and he was wearing loose low-necked pajamas with one button open, revealing half of his protruding collarbone.
Feng Ning pulled her hair out from her white scarf.
The temperature outside was below zero, her face was frozen red, and white mist came out of her mouth as soon as she opened it. "Hi, good morning, classmate Jiang!"
"What's in your hand?" He looked listless.
Feng Ning plucked a wintersweet flower and handed it to him, "I picked it up from the roadside when I came here. Smell it, it's quite fragrant."
An auntie shouted anxiously: "Xiao Wen, why did you go downstairs without even wearing a coat? You already have a cold!"
"You have a cold?"
Jiang Wen raised his eyelids lazily, "Yes."
Only then did Feng Ning recognize his strong nasal tone and thought to himself that it might be caused by being caught in the rain before.
After changing into slippers, Feng Ning followed him inside. Just then, a man came towards them.
The man had a cool jawline, handsome features, and was dressed in a black suit. He looked like a typical Wall Street elite banker in American TV dramas.
When he saw them, he asked, "Is this Xiaorou's tutor?"
Jiang Wen hummed.
The man nodded, said nothing, and passed them by.
After everyone left, Feng Ning took more than ten seconds to come back to her senses. She asked the people around her in a daze, "Who was that just now?"
"My cousin."
Feng Ning burst into laughter with excitement: "Fuck, why is your cousin so handsome? Is he a celebrity?"
Jiang Wen had a usual gloomy expression on his face and sneered, "Wipe your saliva, you nympho."
Her eyes sparkled, and she asked in a very familiar manner, "Does my cousin have a girlfriend?"
Jiang Wen suppressed his temper and said calmly: "What does it have to do with you?"
"Don't you think he's handsome?"
He was used to bickering with her: "I don't think so."
Feng Ning was still interested: "How old is my cousin now? Maybe I still have a chance?"
Jiang Wen paused, his face looking rather grim, "Don't you have someone you like?"
Feng Ning pondered for a moment, "When did I say I have someone I like?"
"You. Said. That." Jiang Wen's tone was so cold that he had to force himself not to get angry.
Feng Ning remembered and thought to himself, wasn’t that just something I said to irritate you
"Okay, I did," she admitted.
Feng Ning didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and said happily: "But it doesn't stop me from liking someone else!"
Jiang Wen pricked up his ears and waited for her next words, but he actually waited for this. His expression turned dark, "How dare you say such frivolous words?"
They went up to the second floor, and Jiang Wen went to his room to get a thin sweater and put it on. They went to Jiang Yurou's bedroom. She had just gotten up, and Jiang Wen bent down and put on his sister's clothes one by one.
The little girl had difficulty walking, so Jiang Wen personally carried her to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.
Feng Ning rarely saw him so gentle, and she found it quite fresh.
Jiang Yurou's skin was white, tender and moist, and her whole body was delicate and graceful. Feng Ning wanted to touch her face several times.
The little girl's brain was very quick, much smarter than the fat boy Zhao Fanyu. When explaining the questions, Feng Ning briefly explained the knowledge points, and she understood them immediately.
During the intermission, Feng Ning was drinking water. Jiang Yurou raised her head slightly, curved her eyes, and called out, "Tutor sister."
"Hmm?" Feng Ningxin was almost melted by the cuteness.
"My brother just told me something."
"What's up?"
"Come closer." Jiang Yurou waved her hand, looking very mysterious.
Feng Ning leaned forward to listen.
Jiang Yurou recalled it and said innocently in a crisp, childish voice, "My brother asked me to ask you secretly, who is more handsome, him or cousin Jing."