Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Sitting next to Chu Xiaoyun was the second daughter of Minister Xu. She had been sitting next to her for several years and they usually had a good relationship.

Miss Xu had already packed her things and was ready to return home, but when she saw Mr. Fang coming, she stayed a little longer to satisfy her curiosity.

At this moment, she put the book box on the table, her eyes sparkling with interest, and asked:

"Xiao Yun, when did you get to know the Master of the Fang family?"

Chu Xiaoyun looked at her in confusion, "We just met a few times in the academy, and you were there too."

Seeing that she didn't understand what she meant, Miss Xu winked and lowered her voice, saying:

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was... huh?"

She was halfway through her words when her attention was drawn to the person standing at the door.

"Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun."

Second Miss Xu completely ignored Mr. Fang and called out to Chu Xiaoyun twice in a hurry.

Chu Xiaoyun had returned to her studies at this time. When she was called, she just casually said "um", meaning that she continued to speak and she was listening.

"Xiao Yun, look outside, look outside."

Miss Xu Er was completely unable to control her excitement and pushed Chu Xiaoyun's arm with her elbow.

Chu Xiaoyun was pushed and shoved by Miss Xu Er, and she couldn't concentrate on completing her homework, so she simply followed her wishes and looked outside.

Then, he met Meng Wenjin's gaze.

He stood at the door, tall and slender, without any special decoration, he was the most eye-catching scenery on the scene.

In fact, Meng Wenjin had been waiting outside the school early.

When it was still early, in order not to disturb the lecturer, he would stand outside the wall next to the window so that people inside could not see him.

Later, the school official announced the end of school, and Meng Wenjin walked from the window to the door. Before he had time to call Chu Xiaoyun, he saw many things.

He saw clearly the scene where General Fang's youngest son blushed in front of Chu Xiaoyun, and Chu Xiaoyun looked at him intently.

Meng Wenjin's eyes narrowed slightly and her lips were tightly pursed.

He held the bamboo handle of the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and couldn't help but increase his strength little by little. His hand was clenched into a fist, and his nails dug into the flesh.

The blue veins were scattered on the white back of his hand, and some of them were slightly protruding, like a warrior wielding a sword and winning the battle, which was inconsistent with his usual temperament.

Meng Wenjin felt depressed, but she didn't understand where this depression came from.

When General Fang's youngest son left with a smile on his face, he passed by Meng Wenjin. He smiled and nodded as a greeting.

The other party's attitude was polite and kind. According to Meng Wenjin's usual rules of conduct, he would smile and nod in return.

But this time, he didn't. In fact, he felt that the person in front of him was extremely annoying.

The young master of the Fang family scratched his head in frustration, unable to understand why Meng Wenjin was so distant towards him.

Moreover, he didn't know if it was his illusion or something else, but he always felt that when their eyes met just now, there was some hostility in Meng Wenjin's eyes.

"It is said that the second son of the Meng family is gentle and refined. I must have seen it wrong."

The young master of the Fang family was not disappointed. He found an excuse for Meng Wenjin and thought about seeing Chu Xiaoyun tomorrow, so he happily went to find his carriage and went home.

At this time, there were not many people in the school. Apart from Chu Xiaoyun and the girl sitting at the same table, there were only three or four people scattered around.

Even if those people stayed in the school, they had their own things to do and did not pay attention to Meng Wenjin standing at the door.

And Chu Xiaoyun didn't have it either.

Meng Wenjin's gaze turned gloomy when he looked at Chu Xiaoyun.

He didn't know why he suddenly became stubborn.

He didn't want to take the initiative to call Chu Xiaoyun out, but hoped that she would take the initiative to discover his existence someday.

But what he didn't expect was that the first person to see him was the second daughter of the Xu family, who was Chu Xiaoyun's deskmate.

She didn't understand the signal from her own eyes and directly pushed Chu Xiaoyun's arm, making her aware of her presence.

Chu Xiaoyun didn't notice that Meng Wenjin was a little unhappy, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

However, due to the distance, Chu Xiaoyun couldn't see clearly.

She only found that brother Wen Jin, who had sent her to school this morning, came to the school to pick her up again.

Chu Xiaoyun was no longer as leisurely as before. She quickly packed up the books on the table, said goodbye to Miss Xu Er, picked up the book box and trotted towards Meng Wenjin.

"Brother Wenjin!"

Chu Xiaoyun's voice was filled with obvious surprise, and her steps were brisk and hurried, as if she couldn't wait to meet the person she was about to meet.

Meng Wenjin's stern face could no longer hold up. He took a few quick steps forward, took the book box from Chu Xiaoyun's hand, and raised the corners of his lips.

"I'll take you back."

Chu Xiaoyun raised the corners of her mouth happily and said casually:

"That's great, Brother Wenjin. I haven't seen you here for almost a year."

For a year, Chu Xiaoyun studied alone in the Imperial Academy, and there were many people around her whom she didn't know.

A layer of dark fog covered Meng Wenjin's mind again. He looked calm, and the words that contained tentative meaning were spoken casually.

"I arrived quite early and saw Sister Xiaoyun having a great conversation with the young master of the general's mansion. You two seemed to be having a great time, and I was a little afraid to go in and disturb you."

As if joking, he lowered his head, his drooping eyelashes trembling slightly, and he looked aggrieved as if he had been left out.

It was obvious that his posture was deliberate, with loopholes everywhere.

Chu Xiaoyun didn't take it to heart and told him what she had talked about with Young Master Fang according to her own understanding.

"Mr. Fang asked me to go to Fayun Temple with him tomorrow."

Meng Wenjin's eyes flashed and he became alert.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xiaoyun continued:

"I refused. I guess Mr. Fang values ​​his sister very much and is worried that she would be bored without a companion, so he remembered me who had some contact with Miss Fang before."

She had no other thoughts in her mind, and her attitude towards Mr. Fang who invited her was the same as towards other classmates.

In an instant, all the things that Meng Wenjin had figured out and didn't understand in his mind were blown away by a gust of breeze.

He nodded to confirm Chu Xiaoyun's guess:

"I think what you said makes sense."

When Chu Xiaoyun saw that Meng Wenjin agreed with her opinion, she felt more and more that her guess was correct.

After shaking off the haze in their hearts, the two of them no longer mentioned the people they didn't want to do it with, and walked side by side on the road.

Chu Xiaoyun let go of the book box, feeling relieved. With her hands behind her back, she walked beside Meng Wenjin in a hopping manner.

From time to time, she turned around and walked backwards, talking to Meng Wenjin face to face as they walked.

At this time, Meng Wenjin's eyes would become very careful.

When she is about to pass an obstacle, he will reach out and pull her sleeve, or gently remind her in advance.

Chu Xiaoyun trusted him completely and walked backwards easily for most of the hour.