Haiyanheqing: [Campus Belle Jiang, it’s Fang Yan.]
Sea: [What is it?]
Haiyanheqing: [I’m transferring the money back to you.]
Sea: [No need.]
Even though Jiang Wanrou said she did not need it, Fang Yan still transferred 30 yuan to her. That was roughly the price of the medicine.
She did not accept the transfer, nor did she reply to his following messages.
She truly did not lack money. Both her parents were successful in their careers. The company they operated had several branches across the country alone.
In a bad mood, she took a shower and lay on her bed, secretly scrolling through every message in the class group chat. Everyone was laughing and chatting happily.
Deep down, she felt envious. She had thought about blending in with them before, but they always avoided her. Ever since she was little, whenever people saw her, they would instinctively keep their distance.
Her experiences, along with her parents’ suffocating style of education, had shaped her into a quiet and aloof person.
The group chat was now filled with videos of everyone singing, clearly recorded at the KTV.
[This damn Gao Shijie’s singing is hilarious. I seriously admire him!]
[Stop singing. I can’t stop laughing.]
[When others sing, it’s enjoyable. When you sing, it’s life-threatening!]
[Screw you all. You’re just jealous!]
[What a life-risking singer!]
[Fang Yan, what right do you have to talk about me? You think you sing well?]
Then a video of Fang Yan singing was sent to the group. It was recorded from beginning to end. The person filming must have been very close, because even his blackheads were clearly captured.
Haiyanheqing: [Damn it, who secretly recorded me?!]
[I can’t take it anymore, I’m dying of laughter! Wherever there’s a crouching dragon, there’s a fledgling phoenix!]
Haiyanheqing: [?]
Gao Shijie: [?]
Haiyanheqing: [Hello.]
Gao Shijie: [Hello.]
Haiyanheqing: [Hello.]
Gao Shijie: [Hello.]
Fang Yan and Gao Shijie began spamming the group with “Hello,” pushing their embarrassing singing videos far up the chat.
Looking at their chat history, Jiang Wanrou unconsciously smiled. She tapped on Fang Yan’s singing video and commented softly, “You sing terribly.”
After watching it several times, she felt her mood lighten a little. After hesitating for a moment, she saved the video. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
“I’ll just treat it as a funny video that cheers me up.”
Continuing to scroll, she also saved the group photo she had taken with her classmates.
…
Nothing else happened that night.
When Fang Yan woke up, he groggily walked into the living room. It was already 9 in the morning. His parents had gone to work, and he was alone at home.
Sitting on the sofa, he smelled a faint trace of cooking oil drifting from the kitchen. He walked in and found that breakfast had already been prepared.
There was a serving of dumplings on the table, along with a bottle of milk. Fang Yan sat down and began eating.
At the moment he took a sip of milk, he suddenly realized that all of this would one day become the unchanging sun in his memories.
He remembered a line from Naruto. The Raikage once asked, “What is your sun?” Naruto answered, “Iruka-sensei and Kakashi-sensei.”
After finishing breakfast, Fang Yan curled his lips and sent his mother a message.
[Mom, if I come home late in the future, you and Dad don’t have to wait for me. Also, older people should get more sleep. Otherwise, when the neighbor next door is holding a grandchild, you’ll only be able to envy them.]
After sending the message, he noticed that Jiang Wanrou still had not accepted the transfer. So he sent her another message.
Haiyanheqing: [Why haven’t you accepted the transfer? Don’t let me owe you!]
Sea: [No need. Aunt already sent me delicious food before. Let’s just call it even.]
Haiyanheqing: [That won’t do. My mom is my mom, and I am me. Wouldn’t I still owe you then?]
Sea: [No need.]
Haiyanheqing: [I’m begging you. Just accept it. Don’t tell me you want me to kowtow until my head swells into a red envelope before you’ll take it?]
Fang Yan sent her several messages in a row. Jiang Wanrou did not reply again.
Owing her made him feel uncomfortable. After thinking for a while, he sent another message.
Haiyanheqing: [How about I treat you to something delicious? That way it counts as paying you back?]
Sea: [No need.]
Her answer remained the same.
Jiang Wanrou had woken up very early. Ever since she was young, her mother had required her to wake up early and read.
She sat by the window, looking at the deep blue sky as birds flew happily across it. Suddenly, she felt like a bird locked in a cage.
From childhood until now, she had lived under her mother’s strict rules. The mechanical style of education made her feel like an AI machine.
Her world did not have much color. Only at school, away from her mother’s restraints, could she experience brief moments of freedom.
She opened the window and listened to the sounds of cicadas and frogs downstairs. Her mood seemed to ease slightly.
But the thought of her mother asking Uncle Kang why she had come home so late last night made her feel irritated.
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Once she asked Uncle Kang, her mother would definitely find out that she had come home late because of Fang Yan.
She wondered whether it would affect Fang Yan’s parents.
Jiang Wanrou knew very well that Fang Yan’s father worked at her father’s company. If her mother deliberately made things difficult for Fang Yan’s father, then…
The thought made it hard for her to breathe. That suffocating feeling surged again.
Another message from Fang Yan popped up.
Haiyanheqing: [How about this? I’ll treat you to a day at Wanxiang Mall, then we can grab snacks at the food street. The food there is really good!]
Looking at the message, Jiang Wanrou hesitated before replying.
Sea: [Alright. What time?]
Haiyanheqing: [Let’s head out now. We’ll get there at 10, just in time for lunch!]
Sea: [Okay.]
Fang Yan sent her a meeting location. It was a park.
Standing in front of her wardrobe, Jiang Wanrou began choosing what to wear. She had decided to meet Fang Yan.
Around lunchtime, her mother would definitely come home. If she did not see her there, she could not imagine how angry she would be.
But suddenly, Jiang Wanrou felt an unfamiliar thrill rising in her heart, mixed with hidden joy.
The restraints she had endured since childhood seemed to loosen at this moment. The long-suppressed rebellion within her grew stronger, filled with boundless longing as she stepped out of the house.
She was going to find Fang Yan.
Why couldn’t she have her own life?
Why did she always have to obey her mother’s control?
She wanted to experience soaring youth, just once.
…
Fang Yan’s home was a bit far from the meeting place. He had chosen it to make things convenient for Jiang Wanrou, since it was closer to her.
At this hour, waiting for a bus would be slow and exhausting under the blazing sun. Fang Yan gritted his teeth and booked a ride on his phone.
After all, he did not fully understand Jiang Wanrou’s temperament. The fact that she had agreed to come out probably required her utmost patience. He could not let her wait too long.
When he arrived at the meeting spot, Fang Yan picked up his phone and called her through Green Bubble while walking. “Hello, Jiang Wanrou, I’m here. Are you here yet?”
“I’m here.”
“Where are you? I don’t see you.”
“Here.”
“Huh?”
Fang Yan looked up and saw Jiang Wanrou standing by the railing of the pavilion.
It was the first time he had seen campus belle Jiang wearing a T-shirt and shorts. Her chestnut-brown hair flowed like silk over her shoulders. She held her phone in her right hand, her eyes fixed on him.