Shen Chenxi didn’t really need to attend classes anymore. She had already received her guaranteed admission notice from the University of Science and Technology. The company also hoped she would stop going to school, after all, with her current fame and status, everyone in school knew her.
There were even some obsessive fans who wouldn’t stop pestering her. If any bad rumors spread at this time, it could affect her career.
But Shen Chenxi didn’t want her high school life to end with regrets. For three years, unless there was an important competition or event, she never skipped class. Even though she had fame, she still attended school every day. Now with less than a month left until the college entrance exam, she originally thought she could leave herself with some beautiful memories in these last days.
Reality, however, was different. The memories she was making were unforgettable, but not in the way she had imagined.
At lunchtime, most students went to the cafeteria. To avoid causing a scene, Shen Chenxi usually ate in the classroom. When the driver delivered her meal, she appeared as cold as ever, but in her eyes flashed a trace of disappointment.
Because normally, it should have been Chu Feng bringing her lunch. He would make her laugh while taking care of her. At the time, Shen Chenxi hadn’t appreciated it. She even found his constant chatter a little annoying and never once gave him a smile.
But now… lunch was still the same—four dishes and one soup, abundant as always. Yet, there was no longer any laughter at her side.
“Chu Feng, why does it look like you have more wontons in your bowl than me? I paid for mine!”
“That’s not true… you just eat faster.”
“So you’re saying I’m fat?”
“I never said that~”
The playful voices came from behind her. Shen Chenxi’s hand holding the chopsticks froze. She warned herself not to turn back, but her body betrayed her, shifting slightly.
As she turned her face, she saw exactly what she dreaded—Chu Feng laughing and chatting with her rival, Zhao Shuangshuang.
Two days ago, Shen Chenxi never cared about Zhao Shuangshuang. She never considered her an opponent. Back then, even when Zhao Shuangshuang deliberately brushed past her or looked at her provocatively, Shen Chenxi felt nothing, treating her like a buzzing fly.
But now… watching her talk and laugh with Chu Feng, Shen Chenxi unconsciously clenched her fist. Crack! The disposable chopsticks in her hand snapped in half.
“Uh… I happened to have an extra pair of chopsticks. Do you want them?” A boy in the front row carefully handed her a pair.
Classmate.
Shen Shuanglong, who sat in front of her, sighed helplessly. He had been in that seat for three years. Every day, he worked hard to get her attention, stealing glances whenever he could. Yet even with the college exam near, Shen Chenxi still didn’t know his name.
He felt a pang of sadness but quickly realized—it was in her nature. If she cared about a nobody like him, she wouldn’t be Shen Chenxi.
But seeing her occasionally glance back at Chu Feng made his heart ache. Still, he whispered to himself, “Godfather, you’ll owe me for this later.”
Taking a deep breath, he mustered his courage and asked, “Shen Chenxi, are you… starting to care about Chu Feng?”
In front of her were crystal shrimp dumplings and millet porridge—foods Chu Feng used to make for her. Recently, she hadn’t had them, so she had asked her manager to prepare them. The dumplings from a five-star hotel were delicious, yet compared to Chu Feng’s cooking, they seemed to lack something.
What was missing? Shen Chenxi couldn’t quite say. She lowered her head and thought for a moment. Then, with uncertainty, she murmured, “It feels like… when Chu Feng isn’t here, something is missing.”
Shen Shuanglong’s heart pounded at 180 beats per minute. She wasn’t thinking of him, but Chu Feng was his godfather. If she wanted Chu Feng, that meant she wanted him too, right? Swallowing hard, excitement flickered in his eyes as he eagerly said, “So, do you feel an emptiness in your heart? Do you keep thinking about him during class or reading? When he’s around, you feel at ease, but when he’s with another girl, you feel a little hurt?”
“How do you know?” Shen Chenxi looked at him in surprise, eyes wide.
Shen Shuanglong gazed at her with bitterness. In his heart, he thought, Because that’s exactly how I feel about you. But he couldn’t say it out loud. Instead, he vaguely replied, “Do you want to know what this means?”
“Am I going through a rebellious phase?” she asked.
He cast a complicated glance toward Chu Feng in the back row, weighing his options. If she really ended up with Chu Feng, since Chu Feng was his godfather, he could still see her often. But if she ended up with Wang Guangju, the rich second-generation, or some other guy, then he might never see her again.
After weighing everything, Shen Shuanglong decided to help Chu Feng. He said seriously, “Shen Chenxi, you’re in love…”
…
Chu Feng’s phone buzzed. He opened it and froze.
[Chuunibyou Girl Song Yuxin: Chu Feng, what are you doing?]
He scratched his head. Normally, though Song Yuxin was crazy, she only contacted him on Saturdays to vent. From Monday to Friday, she never bothered him. Today was only Wednesday, yet she already couldn’t wait to torment him?
The thought made him shiver. Carefully, he replied: [Nothing.]
Oh? What the hell does “oh” mean? If you’ve got something to say, say it!
Chu Feng couldn’t figure out what she was thinking. But to suffer less over the weekend, he carefully probed: [Do you need something?]
[Do you need something?] she shot back.
He nearly spat blood. This woman’s illness is getting worse. She messaged me first, yet she’s asking if I need something?!
Scratching his head in frustration, he finally replied: [Nothing.]
…
At the University of Science and Technology, inside the anime club.
Song Yuxin wore a halter dress with a noble, elegant aura. The outfit perfectly outlined her curves, both fashionable and sexy.
Inside the clubroom, over a dozen boys, including the vice president, couldn’t help but sneak glances at her. Song Yuxin clearly felt their eyes filled with possessiveness.
But she thought of Chu Feng. If he were here, he would notice that her toes, wrapped in high heels, were already rubbed red. He would hold her foot tenderly in his hands.
“What’s Chu Feng doing now?” she wondered. “He likes me so much, he must be thinking of me right now.”
“Only two more days until I see him. I’m so happy.”
She read his text again. He said he was doing nothing, but really, he must be shy, secretly thinking of her so much it drove him mad.
“Next time we meet, I’ll give him a little reward.”
The thought made her lips curl into a faint smile. At that moment, every boy in the anime club swallowed hard in unison.