Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

19:00 PM, SKP shopping district in Beijing.

Right after dinner, Xie Wang made up a lame excuse—"Chen Xi's code won't run, so he insisted on dragging me to an internet cafe to help him take a look"—leaving Su Qinghe alone at the hotel to rest, while he hurriedly dragged a bewildered Chen Xi to the most upscale shopping mall in Beijing.

"No... Brother Wang, slow down!"

Chen Xi, wearing that red hoodie and clutching half a half-eaten meat bun, was being dragged along, panting heavily.

"Didn't you say you were going to an internet cafe? Why are we in a shopping mall? Are you buying a computer?"

"Buy a computer my ass."

Xie Wang didn't stop, heading straight for the high-end jewelry section on the first floor:

"Buy a ring."

"Cough cough cough—"

Chen Xi nearly choked on a mouthful of steamed bun skin, staring wide-eyed at Xie Wang:

"A ring?! You're going to propose to Su Shen?! Dude, we're only in high school! This is illegal... oh no, this is against the rules!"

"What are you thinking about? It's a gift to express your feelings."

Xie Wang rolled his eyes at him, didn't explain further, and went straight into a luxury brand store with a minimalist design.

Upon seeing Xie Wang's extraordinary demeanor despite his ordinary windbreaker, the clerk immediately greeted him with a smile.

Xie Wang stood in front of the counter, his gaze critically sweeping over the diamond rings that sparkled under the lights, his brows furrowing slightly.

"I want to buy a pair of rings, but not the kind with big diamonds, that's too tacky, and not the kind that's covered in logos at first glance."

He paused, the image of Su Qinghe's aloof demeanor flashing through his mind:

"I want something simple, understated, but with a deep meaning. Do you have anything like that?"

The saleswoman's eyes lit up when she heard this. Customers who only care about design and not price usually have very high taste.

"I see."

She turned and walked to the safe at the back, put on gloves, and carefully took out a black velvet box:

"Sir, you must take a look at this one. It's a limited edition that our designer just released, and it's very rare to see on the market. It's called the Möbius."

The box is opened.

Two plain platinum rings lay quietly inside.

There are no ostentatious large diamonds, only a cold, silvery-gray metallic luster. The ring is designed as a twisted, one-sided structure—with only one side, one edge, repeating endlessly.

Xie Wang's gaze froze instantly.

He picked up one of them, held it up to the light, and his heart skipped a beat.

"The Möbius strip..."

Xie Wang picked up one of them, turned it upside down in the light, his eyes filled with tenderness:

"It's like a closed spacetime loop in physics, or an infinite loop in code."

"No matter where they start, the two people will eventually meet and be entangled forever."

"This meaning suits her perfectly."

Chen Xi, listening from the side, was stunned and couldn't help but rub his arms:

"Wow, is dating this complicated for you top students? But... this thing looks pretty good, how much does it cost?"

The saleswoman maintained her professional smile: "Twenty-eight thousand eight."

"Snatch the young master?!" Chen Xi's voice cracked. "Twenty-eight thousand?! Just these two iron rings? Brother Wang, are you crazy? With your meager savings..."

"Swipe your card."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xie Wang took out the bank card and handed it over.

Since I'm going to confess my feelings, and since I've decided it's her, then she has to be the best.

This is not just a gift, but also his determination to tie himself to it for the rest of his life.

……

At 20:30 PM, a high-end flower shop and Shichahai.

Having secured the ring, Xie Wang didn't stop.

He pulled the exhausted Chen Xi into a high-end flower shop that he had researched online for a long time.

"Boss, I'd like a bouquet of flowers tomorrow afternoon."

Xie Wang stood in front of the flower bucket, selecting flowers with extreme care.

"I need white lisianthus. The main flowers should be those that haven't fully bloomed yet, with slightly curled petal edges, looking clean. I also need a few sprigs of eucalyptus leaves, the grayish-green kind."

"The wrapping paper should be a matte silver-gray, and the ribbon should be dark blue, tied in a French knot."

The flower language of lisianthus is: sincere and unchanging love.

Moreover, its temperament—cool, noble, and gentle yet firm—is exactly the same as Su Qinghe's.

"Deliver it to this address at 5 PM tomorrow."

Xie Wang wrote down the name of the terrace restaurant with the best view near Shichahai on the order.

There you can see the most beautiful sunset in Beijing and the shimmering waves of Houhai Lake.

After doing all this, Xie Wangcai finally let out a long sigh of relief.

He stood in the night wind of the capital and touched the hard velvet box in his inner pocket.

"Brother Wang, you're awesome." Chen Xi gave a thumbs up, looking admiringly at him. "If I were a woman, I would have gone with you too. You're really going all out."

Xie Wang turned around and glanced at the brightly lit night view of the capital:

"Because she is Su Qinghe."

……

I returned to the hotel at 21:30 PM.

Xie Wang knocked on Su Qinghe's door, carrying two hot late-night snacks for Su Qinghe.

Only one floor lamp was on in the room, casting a dim and ambiguous light.

Su Qinghe was wearing pajamas, sitting on the sofa with his knees drawn up to his chest, a physics magazine in English spread out on his lap.

Hearing the noise, she opened the door.

Before Xie Wang could speak, her pert nose twitched slightly, and her eyebrows raised a little:

"I'm surrounded by cold air... and there's a smell of a flower shop?"

She pushed up her glasses, her phoenix eyes looking at him with a half-smile:

"Xie Wang, do you still sell flowers part-time at internet cafes?"

Xie Wang's heart skipped a beat.

Is this Teacher Su born in the Year of the Dog? Her nose is so sensitive!

But he remained unfazed, even calmly walking over and placing the late-night snack on the table:

"Oh, on the way back, we passed a flower shop. That kid Chen Xi insisted on ordering flowers for his online girlfriend, and he dragged me along as his advisor, leaving me covered in the smell. I had no choice but to keep him company."

"Are you hungry? I bought seafood congee and shrimp dumplings. Eat them while they're hot."

Su Qinghe looked at him, her gaze lingering for a second on the slightly bulging pocket on his chest before returning to his face.

Looking at the undisguised anticipation in the boy's eyes.

As intelligent as she is, how could she not guess what he was doing?

But since this wolf cub went to such lengths to create a surprise, she naturally wouldn't expose him.

"Fine, at least you have a conscience."

Su Qinghe closed the magazine, walked over, and sat down.

The two of them were drinking porridge face to face.

Steaming white mist rose between the two, blurring their vision but making the atmosphere even more thick and sticky.

"Thank you for your help," Su Qinghe suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Xie Wang looked up at her, a shrimp dumpling in his mouth.

"Have you decided on your itinerary for tomorrow?"

Su Qinghe held a spoon and gently stirred the porridge in the bowl, her tone seemingly casual, but a very faint blush rose to her ears:

"Teacher Li said the whole day is free. Where...are you planning to take me?"

Xie Wang swallowed the shrimp dumpling and put down his chopsticks.

His voice was deep, with a slightly husky, magnetic quality:

"Professor Su, tomorrow I'll leave all your books and those messy physics formulas at the hotel."

"Let's have a good rest tomorrow."

Su Qinghe's fingers paused for a moment.

She looked up and met his aggressive gaze.

This time, she did not dodge.

A slight upturn at the corners of her lips revealed an extremely gentle smile:

"it is good."

"Since I've entrusted my time to you, Xie..."

"I hope that tomorrow's 'arrangements' will be worthy of the weight of two gold medals."

Xie Wang looked at her smile, his heart pounding violently in his chest, as if it were about to burst his ribs.

He clutched the ring box tightly under the table.

Do not worry.

Tomorrow's plans are more than just worthy of a gold medal.

It has to be worthy of the future we'll be entangled with for a lifetime.

Goodnight, Su Qinghe.

Goodnight, Xie Wang.