The next day, as soon as she arrived at the classroom, Song Yujia eagerly sought out Xin Zhiyao, inexplicably handing her a twig.
“What?” Xin Zhiyao asked, confused.
“Bringing thorns to ask for forgiveness,” Song Yujia said, touching her index fingers together, looking like she had done something wrong.
Xin Zhiyao immediately felt a mix of amusement and exasperation, then teased her, “You’re bringing such a small twig to ask for forgiveness; where’s your sincerity?”
It was thinner than a charging cable and about the same length as a ballpoint pen.
“If I brought something too big, what if you actually hit me?”
Xin Zhiyao said helplessly, “It’s not your fault. If Professor Zhou questioned me, I would confess honestly without him even needing to say more.”
Song Yujia touched her chin, making a judgment: “It seems Professor Zhou calls the shots in your family.”
“Not at all,” Xin Zhiyao’s face flushed slightly.
“Oh, oh, you say not, but in front of Professor Zhou, you probably wouldn’t dare to fart.”
“……”
After her act of bringing thorns to ask for forgiveness, Song Yujia became even bolder. She leaned in and said, “What did Professor Zhou say to you after he found you? Did he get angry and spank your buttocks?”
“No, no,” Xin Zhiyao pushed her away. “Do you think he’s like you, only knowing how to spank buttocks all day?”
Song Yujia giggled, “I’m just curious what Professor Zhou would do to you when he’s angry. Aren’t teachers usually a bit perverted? He wouldn’t make you copy house rules a hundred times, would he? Or make you kneel on durian? Wahaha…”
Song Yujia’s smile gradually turned perverse, “The thought of my own delicate, pampered wife kneeling before me is just too stimulating.”
“……”
Xin Zhiyao sometimes really wanted to pry open Song Yujia’s head to see what was inside.
“Jia Jia,” Xin Zhiyao said earnestly, “Stop watching so much forced-love content from Myanmar; it will only harm you.”
The two of them bantered and played for a while. The class bell rang, and they immediately sat up straight, waiting for the teacher to enter.
After class ended, Xin Zhiyao had to go to the library, while Song Yujia returned to the dormitory to catch up on sleep.
She said that Zheng Qiu had been coming back very late recently, and her washing up made quite a bit of noise, preventing her from sleeping. She then envied Xin Zhiyao for living off-campus, not only having her own large room but also a handsome guy accompanying her.
Xin Zhiyao felt that her current life was indeed enviable and couldn't bring herself to say words of comfort to Song Yujia.
Song Yujia, too lazy to waste more words, turned and headed back to the dormitory.
Upon arriving at the library, Xin Zhiyao remembered the part-time job. She found Li Heng’s WeChat and sent him a message: Brother Heng, I’m sorry, my studies have been a bit busy lately, so I won’t be able to come to my part-time job anymore.
Li Heng quickly replied: Ah? So suddenly.
Xin Zhiyao told a white lie: Yes, my body can’t handle it.
Li Heng: Now that it’s so sudden, I can’t easily find someone to replace you.
Xin Zhiyao also felt embarrassed and apologized again: I’m really sorry, Brother Heng, I truly have no choice.
Li Heng: How about this, this week is almost over. Can you finish up these last few days, and then leave after Hongwen gets more familiar with things?
Xin Zhiyao thought that she had indeed brought it up too suddenly and agreed.
Afterward, she took a screenshot of her chat with Li Heng and sent it to Zhou Ji.
Zhou Ji: Okay. I’ll pick you up from the milk tea shop these few days; you don’t need to return to school.
Xin Zhiyao sent a cute emoji.
She put away her phone and was about to start reading when someone suddenly sat down opposite her. Looking up, she saw it was Yu Que.
Xin Zhiyao lowered her eyes, pretending not to see him.
After a moment of silence, Yu Que broke the quiet, asking, “What are you looking at?”
Xin Zhiyao replied in a flat tone, “A book.”
“……”
Who didn’t know she was reading a book?
Seeing her indifferent demeanor, Yu Que remembered what Song Yujia had said a few days ago.
Ever since that day, he had felt uneasy. He wasn’t sure if Xin Zhiyao really had a boyfriend, but he had secretly observed her for a few days and found that she was the same as usual, either with Song Yujia or in the library, with no man in sight.
It must have been Song Yujia who deliberately said that to save Xin Zhiyao’s face. That woman only knew how to talk nonsense all day.
Yu Que thought this and, as before, began to discuss with Xin Zhiyao: “The class a few days ago covered systemic and pulmonary circulation. I’ve been thinking about it for days, but there’s still one point I haven’t fully understood. Have you understood it clearly?”
Xin Zhiyao looked up at him, “I have.”
Yu Que’s smile widened, “Then please explain it to me.”
“I don’t want to.”
The smile on Yu Que’s face froze.
Xin Zhiyao didn’t want to talk to him further. At the same time, she wanted to remind him that he had a girlfriend, and she knew what kind of person Jiang Xin was. She didn’t want him to get into trouble with her. “If you have any questions, discuss them with your girlfriend.”
Unexpectedly, when she said this, Yu Que misunderstood.
Xin Zhiyao was jealous; otherwise, she wouldn’t have brought up Jiang Xin out of the blue.
His smile returned to his face, “Xin Zhiyao, although Jiang Xin and I are boyfriend and girlfriend, it doesn’t affect us continuing to discuss academic matters. We’re still friends, aren’t we?”
It was unbelievable that he could say such a thing. It was no wonder he could be ambiguous with her while still entangled with Jiang Xin.
Xin Zhiyao hated that she didn’t have Song Yujia’s sharp tongue. She lowered her head, too lazy to bother with him.
But Yu Que wasn’t willing to give up. “Xin Zhiyao, I see you’ve been sitting in our usual spot in the library lately. Are you waiting for me to come find you?”
Xin Zhiyao almost drew her thirty-meter long sword.
She directly put away her books and stood up.
Yu Que instinctively asked, “Where are you going?”
“To the laboratory,” Xin Zhiyao said in a flat tone, “to see what’s inside the Y chromosome.”
“……”
Yu Que watched Xin Zhiyao leave the library.
Not far away, Jiang Xin watched his retreating back, biting her lip slightly.
She had sent him a message asking what he was doing, and he said he was with friends. So it turned out he was with Xin Zhiyao at the library.
Xin Zhiyao, that vixen, knew very well that Yu Que was her boyfriend now, yet she still came to seduce him.
When she arrived at the milk tea shop, Yu Xiaoxiao, who had already received Xin Zhiyao’s notice of departure, held Xin Zhiyao’s hand with reluctance. “You’ve worked here for almost two years; why are you suddenly quitting?”
She had been working alongside Xin Zhiyao for about a year. She quite liked this little girl; she was diligent, not fussy, and her grades were reportedly good. Yu Xiaoxiao was truly reluctant to see her go.
Zhang Hongwen, wiping tables nearby, glanced at Xin Zhiyao upon hearing this.
“I’ve been taking time out from evening self-study for my part-time job. My studies are getting more intense now, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep up in the end.”
Yu Xiaoxiao regretted not getting into university due to her poor grades back then. Hearing this now, even though she was reluctant, she knew that academics should come first.
“Then, remember to come to the shop to hang out when you have time,” Yu Xiaoxiao said, lowering her voice by her ear, “I’ll secretly make you milk tea.”
Xin Zhiyao smiled upon hearing this, “Okay.”
Immediately after, the shop got busy. Xin Zhiyao had just taken an order when the person behind her stepped forward, “Hello, what would you like to order?”
Looking up, she saw Jiang Xin and a few of her friends.
“Oh, isn’t this the top ten in our grade from school? Why are you working here?” Jiang Xin’s tone was full of mockery.
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