"Cough, I don’t know." Song Xiyun spoke honestly. She didn’t know much about Jiang Nian, most of her understanding came from Xu Qianqian’s few words. Familiar yet unfamiliar after encountering. "Nothing, just asking casually." Xu Qianqian fiddled with her phone, "Just feel like... this person is quite something." "Quite what?" Song Xiyun was puzzled, "...what is it?" "Nothing." Xu Qianqian laughed nervously, and as soon as the bathroom door closed, she slumped down completely. Sunk into the sofa, her mind became chaotic again. This matter was indeed something she couldn’t ask others, but only think for herself. However, it was merely a feeling so there was no need to overthink it. Song Xiyun came out of the bathroom to find the living room empty. So, she dried her hair and returned to her room. Leaning against the headboard, she lifted her arm to grab a storybook from the table. The sound of knocking startled her. Xu Qianqian slipped in, intending to explain the nonsense she had just spouted, but then she saw her reading. "Studying late at night?" "Don’t talk nonsense." Song Xiyun rolled her eyes, "Not a study book, just an extracurricular book." Seeing Xu Qianqian approaching the bedside, she simply covered the book with the quilt and moved to make space, patting it. Xu Qianqian understood, and quickly slipped in. Song Xiyun picked up the book again and glanced at it a few times before turning to ask. "Nothing, just want to sleep with you." Xu Qianqian was a bit embarrassed, "By the way, what book are you reading?" "Why do you read such a heavy book?" "Is it heavy? Don’t feel it." Song Xiyun was slightly surprised, "I see it as a story, quite exciting." "Let me get you something interesting." Xu Qianqian flipped out of bed and went out, returning with a story magazine. This time, the magazine was declining, unlike a few years ago. The magazine was once a king-tier read at school. Regardless of gender, everyone was drawn by the bizarre stories in it. Generals’ tombs, renowned doctors in action, another kind of gratitude. Various stories and jokes were captivating and fascinating. "I feel like continuing to read." Song Xiyun flipped a page curiously, asked, "Where did these books come from?" "From him." Xu Qianqian replied without hesitation, "He used to read storybooks at home, getting scolded by Aunt Li." "Later, he moved these books to my house, using going out to play as an excuse. Actually, he would sneak back to read secretly." "You two have a good relationship." Song Xiyun commented. "Not really." Xu Qianqian tilted her head, her gaze now a solid line, "We didn’t have a good relationship in the past." The room, glowing bright. Song Xiyun closed the magazine, looked at her, and asked, "So, what are you here for?" "Nothing, just...." Xu Qianqian snapped back, "What I said about the love interest was just offhand." Song Xiyun was suspicious, felt she was protesting too much. "No." Xu Qianqian waved, "I’m such an open person, wouldn’t lie, haven’t thought about relationships." "Besides, I don’t even know what it’s like to like someone." She thought for a moment, asked. "I never thought about it either, senior year is too tiring." Song Xiyun shook her head, "I just want the college entrance exams over soon, for freedom." "How about we make a pact to go see the ocean next summer?" Xu Qianqian leaned on her, staring at the ceiling. "By the way, I need to glance over some problems before bed." Hearing this, Song Xiyun sat up straight immediately. "Alright, you told me not to get carried away." "You don’t get it; I just love this competitive feeling." Xu Qianqian giggled, got out of bed preparing to leave. "Bye, I’m going to cram for a bit." Late night, North District Dormitory building five. Zeng You, after a shower, tossed and turned on the top bunk unable to sleep. He squinted, glanced at the light below. The roommate looked up, flustered. Zeng You shook his head, "No, just can’t sleep." The roommate breathed a sigh of relief, "Good, I thought the lamp bothered you, was about to toss it into the hallway." Upon hearing that, a burst of laughter erupted in the dorm. After two years together, they knew who could joke around. Everyone’s nature was basically clear. The first half of senior year was ending, and their relationships grew ever tighter. "Can’t sleep, play with the phone." Lin Dong suggested, living up to his reputation as the go-to guy, "Will send you a site later." "Shut up!" Zeng You blushed with shame. Students from small places were quite polarized, like Lin Dong, who began mixing with online chats since seventh grade, like a veteran from the Qing dynasty. Browse risky sites as casually as girls browse Taobao. Zeng You probably looked secretly too, but at least he maintained a clean image in front of others. My innocence gets refreshed every half month. He lay for a while, still sleepless. So took out his phone to read a novel, yet felt he’d persisted for several days. On this last day, could it be... So, he anxiously read until two o’clock. Coming back to senses, putting down the phone, discovered the dorm was quiet. "Sigh." Zeng You sighed. Intending to be melancholy, his phone buzzed. Opened it to see Lin Dong sent a bunch of magnetic links. Cures cats no longer, seeing the titles built credibility already. After doing all this, Lin Dong put down the phone, smiled slightly, achieved success and retired quietly. Twenty minutes later, Lin Dong vaguely heard rustling sounds in the dorm, thinking someone was going to the bathroom. Until he heard someone whispering. "Dong, brother~ Dong..." Lin Dong got a jolt inside, suddenly opened his eyes. Seeing Zeng You’s face illuminated by the phone screen in the dark. Zeng You looked apologetic, "Dong Brother, I can’t open it, how do you change the format, I can’t access it?" Lin Dong lay in bed, feeling numb all over. He thought for a moment, reached for Zeng You’s pants. Gave the latter a big scare, genuinely a bit eerie late at night. "Dong Brother, what are you doing?" "Damn useless, let me figure it out for you!" Lin Dong scolded, "Won’t learn anything, quit lust you should." Jiang Nian got up early, casually bought some food on the way to fill his stomach. Rushed to class to revise. The three subjects combined in science took too much time to revise, four-period night study could barely cover two and a half. Last night, he had roughly finished revising. Still had several physics papers left to look over in the morning. "Morning." Huang Fang responded weakly. "What’s up with you?" "Nothing, just when buying buns this morning. I realized after, the vendor shorted me one bun." "Get it back from him." "Forget it." Huang Fang lay back on the desk, continuing to revise, "Next time I won’t go there, let him lose one business." "Good." Jiang Nian thought it over, seriously said, "Then I won’t go either, make it two businesses lost." "Alright." Huang Fang cheered up again. After Jiang Nian boiled water and returned, found a few more people in the classroom, secretly noting that the provincial joint exam was indeed different. Sure enough, Li Hua arrived early too. Tossed the bag ahead, slid into the classroom like a hero entering the stage, skillfully catching it before landing. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel fire.net "Damn, you competitive dogs!" Jiang Nian ignored him, continued to work on problems. Li Hua felt good, whistled without arguing with him. He did well in yesterday’s language exam, performed exceptionally in math, seemed to have a chance for a perfect score, only had science and English left. Science was his forte. "The day the broken sword is reforged, the knight returns!" Li Hua laughed loudly, "Jiang, what do you have to compete against me?" Jiang Nian glanced at him, showed no reaction. "Chi Shi!" Li Huaxing unenthusiastically, went to sit in Ma Guojun’s seat, "Ah, a wild eraser!" "Morning." Zhang Ningzhi entered the classroom, sat down at her seat, twisted the lid of a thermos cup sending a plume of steam. Letting it cool right next to him, habitually handed a bread to Jiang Nian. "This bread is good." "Alright." Jiang Nian didn’t take his eyes off the paper, reached over to touch her hand first, rubbed a little. Then, took the bread. "Indeed, this bread is quite smooth."