CHAPTER 707: CHAPTER 557: YOU CAN OPEN YOUR EYES NOW

"Drink that."

In the front row, Huang Fang lay on the desk, silently chanting in her heart. I didn’t hear anything, I didn’t hear anything.

Actually, nothing happened either.

Jiang Nian pulled out the straw and shared half of the fruit tea with the class monitor, pouring it into a thermos cup, clear and pure.

"Here."

With half for each, he drank it more justifiably.

Li Qingrong took a sip of the fruit tea, her expression unchanged. Holding a pen to write problems, yet she didn’t start writing for a long time.

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Nian stayed at his desk almost the entire time. He napped at three o’clock and then got up to solve problems.

Li Qingrong occasionally looked up, staring ahead for a while.

She meticulously counted the time in her mind, roughly estimating that every forty minutes or so, Jiang Nian would turn his head to ask her questions.

Some questions were complicated, some were more simplistic.

Jiang Nian dressed quite plainly, with his clothes being simple in design, but looked appropriate on him no matter how one viewed them.

"Class Monitor."

Hearing this, Li Qingrong stared at him for several moments.

"Ask someone else."

"No, I called the wrong name." Jiang Nian was a bit dazed from doing the problems, "Qingqing, I can’t solve this problem."

Li Qingrong lowered her gaze and took a look at the problem.

"Let me see your scratch paper."

"Oh, okay." Jiang Nian breathed a sigh of relief, seeing her rarely getting angry, "I’ve solved up to this step..."

A little past four.

Jiang Nian received a text message from Yu Zhiyi, "I’m exhausted, this milk tea shop is so busy and tiring. What are you up to?"

He glanced at it and couldn’t be bothered to reply.

Brothers are studying.

At five in the afternoon, Jiang Nian put his pen away. Glancing back at the class monitor, he noticed she was working on a big problem.

"Finished?"

"Yes." Li Qingrong skipped the steps and wrote down an answer directly, "Now I’m finished."

Jiang Nian: "...."

How could it be that between people... he even felt that perhaps he was just here to make up the numbers in the world.

"What’s wrong?"

"Let’s go, let’s eat outside." Jiang Nian sighed, you can’t compare with a genius, "I’ll treat you to dinner."

"Okay."

In the empty fourth-floor corridor, the two of them didn’t hold hands nor leaned on each other, walking side by side with some distance in between.

The sky was dim, and the mountain breeze passed through the stairwell.

Li Qingrong’s expression didn’t change much; she walked neither too fast nor too slow, but her steps were as light and graceful as rippling water.

....

Night fell.

The night market street by the front gate was bustling with a smoky atmosphere.

Lin Dong looked at Yang Qiming, who was freezing like a dog, and the fatter Huang Caicai. For a moment, he was somewhat speechless.

"Why are you wearing so little?"

One must know, it was deep winter, and in another week, it would be New Year. Waiting for several hours in an open area.

"I advised him to wear something thicker," Huang Caicai said, "but Yang Ge said looking cool is a feeling."

"Achoo!" Yang Qiming shivered, wearing Cailang’s jacket, "It’s all my fault, I wanted to dress like this myself."

"Before Cailang, Xiaoyu also reminded me."

Lin Dong was puzzled, "Who’s Xiaoyu?"

"A junior in the second year," Yang Qiming blew his nose with a tissue and laughed, "Such a beautiful name, Xiaoyu Morning."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong couldn’t help feeling a bit odd. This naming style, why does it feel like something he would use?

Could it be that this girl... also studied online chatting guides?

"But she stood you up."

"It’s okay, it’s okay!" Yang Qiming quickly said, "She had something to do, it wasn’t intentional."

Lin Dong: ".... You’re just smitten."

"Hehe, Brother Dong, you don’t know that the junior is..." Yang Qiming said, looking infatuated, "just like my first love."

"Bro, you’re so sentimental." Huang Caicai said.

Lin Dong didn’t want to speak. He was called by Yang Qiming to have dinner, thought it was something exciting, but it turned out to be a stand-up feast.

Damn, just crazy.

He turned his head and looked around, and suddenly saw Jiang Nian and the class monitor coming in. He couldn’t help but pat Yang Qiming and shout.

"Look quickly."

"Look at what?" Yang Qiming turned his head and saw the class monitor quietly sitting next to Jiang Nian and instantly felt pain.

He didn’t cry when the wind blew on him.

He didn’t cry when he was stood up.

At this moment, he suddenly felt today was really damn unlucky! He couldn’t help but lift his head forty-five degrees, eyes faintly red.

"Today’s wind is somewhat boisterous."

Jiang Nian seemed to notice them too, so after placing the order, he came over to greet them, and Li Qingrong also followed.

"You guys are here too?"

"Yeah, you and the class monitor..."

"In the afternoon, we were doing problems in the classroom and came out for a meal." Jiang Nian was quite calm, after all, his conscience was clear.

"Class Monitor." Huang Caicai greeted.

"Yes." Li Qingrong nodded.

Jiang Nian chatted with them for a bit and brought the class monitor back to their seat.

Soon after, the waiter brought beer to their table, saying Jiang Nian had ordered it and already paid.

Lin Dong: "...Damn, really sneaky."

"What’s the issue?" Huang Caicai still loved drinking beer, and during summer farm work, his family occasionally bought cold beer.

For the country folks, beer was just a soft drink.

Lin Dong shook his head, "Nothing, in the future can’t ride Jiang Nian’s scooter for the college entrance exam, afraid he’ll drop me at an internet café."

....

At least having had close contact, Jiang Nian knew a bit about the class monitor, so he ordered some light dishes.

While waiting for the food, he turned his head to look at Li Qingrong.

Li Qingrong also turned her head to look at him, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted into a small arc, smiling beautifully.

Life has no answers, essence lies in feelings.

Just like at this moment, Jiang Nian gained a deeper understanding of the beauty of a girl’s smile, thus feeling delighted.

After dinner, the neon lights were just coming on.

The two strolled on the street, essentially walking from the front gate to the west gate, and Li Qingrong didn’t ask much.

She just followed, occasionally looking at him.

As they entered the canteen, he suddenly remembered the rooftop atop the canteen seemed accessible, and checked the time.

Yes, there were over twenty minutes remaining.

Jiang Nian brought the class monitor, going upstairs from the side of the canteen. From the first floor to the rooftop, blocked by a lock.

All around was pitch black, no lights.

Jiang Nian bent a thin wire from the window, using the cover of darkness. With one hand he felt the lock, and with a flick of the wire.

Click, the lock opened with precision.

He turned back and smiled.

"We’re really lucky, the lock is broken."

Li Qingrong saw him bending the wire and couldn’t help but look away. But indeed, the lock was old, so she responded softly.

"Yes."

Pushing open the iron door to the rooftop, a vast view came into sight.

On the spacious rooftop, only the two of them remained, surrounded by scattered light spots, still unable to see the ground clearly.

"Come." Jiang Nian beckoned to her.

Li Qingrong took two steps, stepping on a piece of broken stone. Her body tilted, then with a snap, was pulled upright.

She lowered her eyes, looking at the hand holding hers.

"So careless?" Jiang Nian, with keen eyesight, pulled her onward boldly, "Close your eyes."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingrong closed her eyes.

Instantly, the world fell into darkness; only one hand held hers, feeling like she was a ship drifting on the sea.

The sound of wind, the noise from below.

"Alright, we’ve arrived." Jiang Nian’s voice sounded, yet he hadn’t let go of her hand, "Open your eyes."

Li Qingrong slowly opened her eyes, and what greeted her was the entire campus.

Under the night sky, a sprinkle of starry light, bright lamps like ribbons of light unfolded on the playground, creating halo after halo of warm light.

.....

During night self-study.

Li Hua just entered the classroom and found Jiang Nian writing problems again. Even Zeng You was copying them, making him feel nervous.

"Have you finished all your test papers?"

Jiang Nian looked up, "I finished them yesterday."

"Chi Shi!" He quickly sat down, pulling out the test paper from under the desk, "Where’s your test paper? Let me copy it."

"Here you go."

After a while, Zhang Ningzhi and Yao Beibei walked into the classroom together.

"Hello, hello."

"Hello." Jiang Nian made room, casually asked, "Have you finished your homework?"

"Of course," Zhang Ningzhi moved into the seat by the wall, then rummaged in her bag for snacks, "These are for you."

"A thank-you gift for helping me move my desk, and this one too."

The little rich girl took out two boxes of drinks from her bag and handed them all to Jiang Nian.

"Am I good to you?"

"Very good." Jiang Nian nodded, thinking such little things could wrap him up, "Did you win the lottery?"