Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

The monthly exam results came out quickly, and Yun Qian had a good score, ranking in the top ten in her grade. Qiu Yaru, who always cared about her studies, smiled with satisfaction after seeing the report card and personally prepared a sumptuous dinner for her.

"You did well in the exam this time. Keep up the hard work and strive to do better at the end of the semester." Qiu Yaru said as she put food into her bowl. There was no criticism on her face, but a hint of approval.

Yun Qian nodded, "Hmm," and fiddled with the food in her bowl with her chopsticks, but she found it tasteless. Her mother's praise should have made her happy, but at this moment, she felt no joy at all.

After dinner, she returned to her room, threw off her coat, and lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Her mind was in a tangle, but eventually, her gaze fell on her phone. She opened WeChat, and Gu Wusui's chat box lay quietly in the list, with no notification of new messages.

Her fingers hesitantly swiped across the screen. The last conversation stopped after his simple "hmm," and there was no update. She stared at the short words, feeling as if her heart was stuffed with cotton, suffocating.

why?

He has never been the kind of person who would take the initiative to care about her, but this time, she couldn't help but look forward to it a little.

Perhaps this expectation was wrong from the beginning.

Yun Qian's finger hovered over the screen, editing sentence after sentence she wanted to send, but she hesitated to press the send button. Each sentence was deleted, and each one was like some emotion in her heart being suppressed.

She stared at the screen and kept telling herself that he would come to find her one day.

She rolled over, tucked her phone under her pillow, closed her eyes, and forced herself not to think about it. But the more she tried to let it go, the more she felt those unspoken words and unrequited emotions turning into fine needles, piercing her heart.

The moonlight from outside the window poured in, falling on her slightly furrowed brows, revealing a hint of stubbornness.

"I won't go looking for him." She murmured softly, as if to comfort herself, or as if she was stubbornly resisting some indescribable emotion.

But eventually, the moonlight grew colder, and the night became as quiet as water. Only her open eyes, like a restless lake, reflected unspeakable emotions.

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The next day, Yun Qian arrived at school early, but she still felt a bit suffocated. She stared blankly at her textbook, her classmates discussing their monthly exam results. She didn't want to get involved, and didn't feel like chatting. She simply grabbed her water bottle and went to the corridor's water dispenser.

Just as she reached the corner of the corridor, she heard the crisp voice of a female student not far away: "Gu Wusui, can you leave me your contact information?"

Yun Qian paused, subconsciously looking in the direction of the voice. Sunlight streamed down the wide corridor. A girl in a light-colored school uniform stood before Gu Wusui, a shy smile on her face and a pink sticky note in her hand.

Gu Wusui stood opposite her, leaning sideways, adjusting the straps of his schoolbag with an expressionless face, as if he hadn't heard her. His profile was cold and clear, his slightly drooped eyelashes masking any emotion in his eyes.

Yun Qian's heart felt like it was being gripped by someone. She didn't know why she was standing there, but she couldn't move.

The girl didn't seem to give up because of Gu Wusui's indifference. She added softly, "Even adding WeChat is fine. I admire you very much... You got first place in the grade in the monthly exam. That's really amazing..."

Yun Qian couldn't help but tighten her grip on the water glass when she heard this. Admiring him? She'd felt similarly before, cautiously approaching him like this, anticipating a response. However, the girl's tone was too familiar, so familiar that it jarred her.

Gu Wusui finally raised his eyes, but he still said nothing, looking at the air indifferently. He turned around and walked to the other end of the corridor, without even saying a word of rejection to the girl.

When he passed by Yun Qian, his steps did not pause at all, and his eyes did not shift towards her at all, as if she was just a potted plant beside the corridor, with no sense of existence at all.

Yun Qian was stunned.

She looked down at her own shadow, which was stretched out very long and faint by the sunlight. When it passed by his shadow, there was not even a trace of intersection.

At that moment, she felt extremely sad.

When she came to her senses, she realized that Gu Wusui had already walked away. The girl stood there, biting her lip, staring at the notepad in her hand with an annoyed look. Yun Qian took a deep breath, trying to suppress her mixed emotions. She quickly walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass of water, and hurried back to the classroom.

She didn't look back, nor did she dare to think about what she was expecting. But she was very clear about one thing - whether it was that girl or herself, at this moment, Gu Wusui didn't belong to anyone.

During a break in physical education class, Yun Qian's gaze followed Gu Wusui's figure. He stood in the shade of a tree at the edge of the playground, wearing a white, short-sleeved school uniform. The sunlight fell on his profile, making him look cold and distant. As always, he was out of place, yet inevitably became the focus of attention.

Yun Qian stared at his back and bit her lip, her heart in a turmoil. She took a deep breath, as if making up her mind, stood up, and walked straight towards him.

"Gu Wusui," she called out to him, her tone calm and almost cold, but with an irresistible power, "Come with me."

Gu Wusui tilted his head slightly and glanced at her indifferently, seeming a little puzzled, but not refusing. He followed her silently, his steps slow and gentle, his eyes fixed on her the whole time.

Yun Qian led him to the equipment room and pushed open the door. A faint smell of aged wood greeted her. She turned, closed the door, and locked it. The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the narrow window, stretching their shadows outward.

"Yun Qian, what do you want to do now?" Gu Wusui asked in a low voice, his tone light, as if with some helplessness and temptation.

Yun Qian didn't answer, but just stared at him, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She suddenly reached out, grabbed his collar, and with a slight force pulled him closer to her.

"What are you doing?" Gu Wusui frowned and raised his hand to block her movements, but he didn't use much strength to push her away.

Yun Qian didn't care. Her face moved closer to his little by little. The astonishment in his eyes was clearly reflected in her pupils.

"Gu Wusui, do you think I'm ridiculous?" Her voice trembled, as if she was mocking herself, but also as if she was accusing me. "Why can you be so cold to everyone, including me? Even though we... even though I..."

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

Gu Wusui's body stiffened, and he raised his hands to grab her shoulders, trying to push her away, but in the end, he didn't use any force. His hands were placed on her shoulders, trembling slightly, and he neither struggled nor complied, as if he was forced to accept it, or as if he was compromising in silence.

Yun Qian closed her eyes, feeling his breath close to her, but her heart ached. She didn't know whether she wanted to prove something or to redeem something.