Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 1411 Wei Yue
Wang Xinyi fell silent.

Guo Wenwen's initial excitement was like being doused with a small glass of cold water, and she slowly calmed down.

After calming down, a series of questions began to pop into Guo Wenwen's mind:
He's received the letter, but will he be happy? Will he reply? What will he write? What if he doesn't read it? What if... what if he doesn't reply?
These questions, like a swarm of ants, crawled through her mind hundreds of times. She couldn't help but turn to look at Ling Mengchu.

Ling Mengchu was quietly doing her homework, the pen tip scratching on the paper, a picture of serene tranquility.

Guo Wenwen turned her head away dejectedly. "Never mind, I'll ask after class."

Before Guo Wenwen could even speak when the bell rang, Wang Xiaoxiao had already rushed over.

She leaned on Wang Xinyi's desk, blinked, and looked at Guo Wenwen with a gossipy expression: "Who did you go to see?"

The question mark in Guo Wenwen's eyes instantly turned into a bright light, and she was about to open her mouth.

"Wenqingxuan," Wang Xinyi interrupted, lowering her voice.

Wang Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing into slits with a smile. She grabbed Wang Xinyi's arm, her expression clearly saying: I guessed it!
Wang Xinyi really wanted to ask, "How did you guess that?", but after thinking about it, she didn't.

Wang Xiaoxiao has been performing exceptionally well lately, correctly predicting many things. It seems they're getting smarter and smarter, while I... am I getting dumber and dumber?
She needs to reflect on her actions.

Could it be because I didn't write a letter?
The moment the thought popped into her head, she was startled.

She glanced at Wang Xiaoxiao's gossipy face, then turned to Guo Wenwen's slightly excited face.

Just wait.

Let's wait and see if Wen Qingxuan will reply to Guo Wenwen.

If she replies, will she... give it a try? If she doesn't reply, then forget it; she should focus on her studies.

Thinking this way, Wang Xinyi's doubts and anxieties subsided, and she felt much lighter.

She and Wang Xiaoxiao looked at Guo Wenwen with gossipy expressions.

"What did he write?" Wang Xiaoxiao's questions came out in rapid succession. "Did he accept it? What did he say?"

Guo Wenwen smiled and answered them one by one.

Wang Xinyi listened and laughed, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of He Shiling's profile as she looked out the window.

Extremely serious.

What is Xiaolingzi looking at?

Wang Xinyi almost blurted it out, but swallowed it back down the next second.

Is Xiaolingzi...sad?

Xiao Lingzi originally met Anan first, but Ling Mengchu beat her to it by writing a letter and even receiving a reply.

Moreover, Ling Mengchu has already found a "substitute" A-Jie, yet she secretly wrote a letter to A-Nan. Isn't that a bit too greedy?

Wang Xinyi turned to Ling Mengchu's seat, somewhat indignant.

empty!

Where is she? Did she go out to deliver a message again?

Looking to the side, Geng Xinyu's seat was also empty.

Xiaoyu isn't here either? Could it be that he went with her?
Ling Mengchu, who was the subject of speculation, was walking out of the office building carrying a stack of reading and writing notes.

His face was flushed with anger.

Teacher Ding is not here.

She knocked on the door, called out "Report!", and when she pushed the door open and entered, Yan Xu looked up at her, his smile vanishing instantly, replaced by a detached look of surprise: "What are you doing here?"

She choked for a moment.

It was Teacher Yan herself who told her to come and pick up her reading and writing notes during evening self-study this afternoon.

"I've come to get my reading notes."

"Oh." Yan Xu nodded calmly, pointing to the stack of notebooks on the table. "They're over here, all approved. You can take them."

After saying that, he lowered his head and continued grading homework.

A surge of nameless anger welled up in Ling Mengchu, and her lips trembled. She wanted to say something, to ask Yan Xu why he always had this expression whenever he saw her, and to ask herself what she had done to offend him.

But she ultimately said nothing.

Clutching her reading notes, she turned and walked out of the office.

The gentle evening breeze of May blew in, dispelling the gloom in her heart.

Teacher Yan has always disliked her, and she knows that perfectly well. Why should she get angry over someone like that?

There are so many people and things to be happy about in the classroom.

Thinking of this, Ling Mengchu sighed softly and walked quickly toward the teaching building.

Just as I reached the central avenue, suddenly, a person appeared out from my right—

"boom!"

Ling Mengchu stumbled from the impact, and her reading and writing notes scattered all over the floor.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you watch where you're going?" she said angrily to the person who approached.

The man immediately bowed his head and apologized, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to... Ah, it was you..."

Ling Mengchu was stunned: Who is it? Does this boy know her?

The moment the person's face came into view, she froze—it was him?! The one from the first year of high school…that one…

Without thinking twice, she hurriedly gathered the notebooks on the ground, then snatched the few that the person had helped her pick up, and ran towards the teaching building without looking back.

My God! It's that clown kid from the first year of high school!
What bad luck!

Ling Mengchu rushed into the south gate of the teaching building, turned onto the stairs to the second floor, and stopped, holding onto the handrail and panting heavily.

She was terrified! Luckily, she ran fast!
They didn't give that person a chance to speak, otherwise, they would have been entangled for half a day like before and wouldn't have been able to get away!
She took a deep breath, clutching her reading notes, and slowly walked upstairs.

Just as I turned onto the stairs to the third floor, a commotion arose behind me.

These people are really...

Ling Mengchu shook her head, glanced behind her, and swallowed back the words she wanted to say.

It's Ah Jie!
Surrounded by several boys, Lin Yijie walked down from the second floor.

Ling Mengchu paused for a moment, then lowered her head and chuckled. She stood at the top of the stairs, watching them climb the steps one by one, forgetting that she should be walking forward herself.

It wasn't until Lin Yijie looked up and looked at her that she realized what was happening.

Eyes facing each other.

Ling Mengchu's face flushed, she lowered her head and quickly walked upstairs.

Thank goodness.

After unpleasant things, there are always beautiful things waiting for her.

Thinking that, she couldn't help but smile, and lightly stepped onto the last step.

She looked up and saw Geng Xinyu standing by the corridor window, looking at her.

Ling Mengchu's heart stirred, and she changed direction, walking towards Geng Xinyu.

"Are you standing here waiting for me?" She pushed the reading notes in her arms towards Geng Xinyu, "You can help me with this."

Geng Xinyu smiled slightly and took half of it. When she looked at Ling Mengchu, her gaze suddenly swept over the stairs behind her.

Lin Yijie was walking up to the third floor when his gaze drifted over in their direction, seemingly casually.

No wonder Ling Mengchu was so happy.

Geng Xinyu smiled and gave Ling Mengchu a wink.

Ling Mengchu glanced back, then immediately turned back and gently nudged Geng Xinyu's arm: "Let's go, let's go back to the classroom!"

She pulled Geng Xinyu along and walked quickly toward the classroom.

Behind him, Lin Yijie stood at the top of the stairs, watching the two walk hand in hand into the classroom, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.