Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 1379 Returning
As the setting sun bathed the campus in a golden glow, the bell rang signaling the end of the exams.

Everyone filed out.

He Shiling packed up her stationery and looked up to see Yi Lingfei already waiting outside the classroom window.

"How is it?" Yi Lingfei smiled as he looked at the newcomer, the setting sun painting the sky behind him.

"That's good enough," He Shiling said with a smile. "And you?"

"It's acceptable," Yi Lingfei said with a laugh. "Let's go."

He Shiling nodded, and the two walked side by side toward the stairwell.

"Hey, where's Xiaonan?" Lin Xiaoyao turned around and saw Ke Mengnan standing in the corridor looking to the side. She leaned closer and looked west. "What are you looking at?"

What's so interesting about a group of people of different heights, weights, and colors?

"Time." Ke Mengnan withdrew her gaze and walked downstairs.

Time? What time? Lin Xiaoyao looked again and again at the setting sun above the teaching building. Did Xiaonan mean that spring is fleeting and waits for no one?

What are we waiting for? Let's hurry downstairs and go back.

The campus was bustling with people pouring out of the teaching buildings and heading towards the school gate. Outside the gate, there were buses that stopped and started moving, and even more buses of various colors, filling the parking lot and open space outside the school gate.

"Wow, you're walking so fast?"

A sound came from behind.

The next second, a hand landed on Yi Lingfei's shoulder, "You didn't even wait for us."

Chu Shaoyuan's smiling face appeared on the right.

Yi Lingfei smiled and said, "I thought you had already boarded the bus."

Chu Shaoyuan laughed loudly, making Xu Renming, who was following behind, blush red.

As soon as he stepped out of the teaching building, he ran all the way, until he was out of breath.

Now I realize, it was all because she wanted to pursue Yi Lingfei and the class monitor!

Actually, you can walk slowly; you'll eventually see them when you get to the car.

Xu Renming glanced at Chu Shaoyuan with dissatisfaction. This kid, he'd have to give him a discount on his actions from now on. He'd misled him into thinking the car was about to leave!
"I wonder if the others have already boarded the bus, or if they're still behind?" Chu Shaoyuan said, looking around again and again. "Old Xu, why are you blushing?"

One sentence drew the attention of both Yi Lingfei and He Shiling.

"I'm just experiencing exercise heat," Xu Renming glared at Chu Shaoyuan, then raised his hand to rub his face. "It's all because of you, running so fast."

Chu Shaoyuan grinned from ear to ear and raised his hand to pat Xu Renming's left shoulder, but Xu Renming dodged the pat.

Yi Lingfei glanced at Xu Renming's slightly tanned and arrogant face and couldn't help but laugh. No wonder Zheng Yifan was unwilling to admit in public that this kid was his cousin.

After all, this clueless young man in front of him didn't have a trace of Zheng Yifan's cleverness and dashing charm.

He Shiling smiled slightly, turned her face, and looked at the various buses outside the school gate, wondering if they were on the buses or had already left.
"Big brother, stop wandering around, can we walk faster?" Lin Xiaoyao turned to look at Zheng Yifan, who was four meters away. There was no one behind him at the moment.

We went down the stairs together, but after reaching the fourth floor, the people in front of us had already disappeared, and there was no one behind us.

“I didn’t make you wait for me.” Zheng Yifan glanced at Lin Xiaoyao, moved half a meter to the left, and slowly swayed to the left front.

Lin Xiaoyao stared wide-eyed as Zheng Yifan slowly swayed closer, too angry to speak.

Ha, he kindly waited for him, and he doesn't even appreciate it! Fine then, Lin Xiaoyao lifted his foot and strode out of the teaching building.

A diverse group of people were merging into the school gate, some quickly, some slowly, and for a moment, he couldn't tell where Ke Mengnan was. But no matter where they were, they would all eventually get on the bus.

Thinking this, he walked straight toward the school gate.

A breeze swept by, and the green willow branches by the roadside swayed gently in the wind, as if trying to persuade the passersby to stay.

He Shiling slightly raised her head, and the drooping willow branches brushed lightly against her hair and shoulders.

Indeed, every campus has its own unique scenery. A campus filled with weeping willows is another beautiful sight, each with its own charm.

He Shiling raised her hand, her fingertips brushing against the drooping willow branches, and walked slowly forward. The setting sun cast a subtle silhouette behind her, reflected in the pond to her left, on the surface of the lake where a gentle breeze rippled.

Not far away, Ke Mengnan's gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible thread, stubbornly piercing through the surging crowd and firmly fixed on her.

For a moment, he suddenly quickened his pace, but after taking about ten steps, he stopped again. There were three boys following her like shadows.

I don't know what they were saying, but I could clearly see their smiling faces; they were having a very pleasant conversation.

They're probably talking about the exam; they must have done well.

Standing at a distance that wasn't too far, Ke Mengnan couldn't help but smile. Yes, she would naturally do well on the exam.

To be mentioned by Zheng Yifan, one must be outstanding, especially since he trusts his own judgment.

Standing at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, amidst the throng of people and the surging crowd, he and she walked one after the other toward the school gate.

A playful breeze ruffled the boy's slightly disheveled hair. His gaze pierced through the bustling crowd and settled on a familiar figure from behind—

Her hair, gently ruffled by the evening breeze, had already fallen past her shoulders. The afterglow of the setting sun painted her figure with fairytale colors, creating a scene of fresh, elegant ink painting against the backdrop of rows of weeping willows swaying in the wind.

It's just like the first time we met in early February.

"Let's go, let's go." Someone ran up from behind and bumped into him. He turned around, revealing a bright smile beneath his neat short hair. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

After saying that, the person dashed off again, his short hair bouncing around in the surging crowd.

That's really reckless.

Ke Mengnan smiled slightly, but when she looked to the left front not far away, she could not see that familiar figure.

Only the weeping willows, swaying gently in the breeze, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, gently, obliquely, and quietly sway.

Those unspoken words, those scattered footsteps, have all settled in the silence of today's encounters and missed meetings—it turns out that some meetings are just enough to gently knock on the door of the heart, and that is enough to linger for many years.

Zheng Yifan walked out of the teaching building alone.

Subconsciously, I looked back.

The long corridor behind him was deserted, with only half-open doors and windows quietly watching him in the setting sun, as if they were silently waiting for the students to return.

Return? Zheng Yifan was taken aback, looking at the somewhat unfamiliar teaching building. Perhaps he should go back and take a look.

"You're from our school too, right?"

A voice sounded behind me.

He turned around and was met with a pair of big, bright eyes staring at him, blinking rapidly.

"No."

Zheng Yifan smiled slightly and strode towards the school gate, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Perhaps, he really should go back and take a look.