I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

"Yeah, I'm so free that I want to know every day what my sister ate, whether she slept, and whether she's in a good mood."

As the saying goes, you use corny pickup lines to fight corny pickup lines, and the effect is indeed immediate. Shen Nianqiu's cheeks also flushed slightly when she heard this, and she lowered her head to take a sip of soup.

As they chatted, the topic shifted from food to exams.

"My Chinese should be okay, I didn't go off-topic in the essay. My math went smoothly, and the last question was one I had practiced before. My overall score was a bit better than I expected. My English also felt pretty solid, and I answered all the elective questions this morning as well as I could."

"That's enough."

"Well, while Tsinghua and Peking University might not be a possibility, key universities in Shanghai should be fine, like Tongji, Fudan, or East China Normal University."

"Yes, I will go to Shanghai for university in two years."

"Your area is clearly counting on you to get into Tsinghua or Peking University."

"It's not quite like that. It's mainly because everyone thinks Tsinghua and Peking University are very prestigious, but if I can get into a university at the level of a provincial top scorer, then that would be a better selling point for them. In that case, it wouldn't matter where I go."

"So your goal is to become the top scorer in the province?"

"I always wanted to give it a try, after all, I also wanted to experience the scenario where the score checking website couldn't show the ranking temporarily, and then many admissions offices called my home."

"I believe my brother can do it."

"Lend your auspicious words."

However, due to the two-year time gap, Shen Nianqiu was more concerned about being separated than about imagining the experience of the two of them studying in the same city in the future. After all, although Lin'an and Guoning were not in the same province, they were actually adjacent, so the weather on both sides was similar, while Shanghai was completely a foreign land.

I feel that in the future, when I encounter rainy nights in Shanghai, I will inevitably look out the window and wonder if Guo Ning is also experiencing rain? Did he bring an umbrella today? Did he just come out of the library? I will need to rely on guessing and imagination to fill this physical distance.

But that was months later. The real boy in front of her and the warmth of the food she was eating pulled Shen Nianqiu's thoughts back to reality:

"Getting Guoning to Shanghai... seems a bit troublesome."

"Well, because Guoning doesn't have a high-speed rail station yet. If you want to take the high-speed rail, you can only go to Xuancheng and then take a taxi back."

"I hope that a high-speed rail station can be built during our university years."

"really."

Although he said that, Chen Junqian knew very well that the high-speed rail station in Guoning, a small county town, would not be completed and put into use until the end of 2025, almost ten years later. Looking at Shen Nianqiu, who had just finished the college entrance examination and had already begun to study this round-trip route, he himself felt that it was a bit exaggerated.

"I hope my sister won't come over every week from now on."

"It only takes half a day to go back and forth. I should be free on the weekend, but it feels like it's easy for me to be free but you're not. After all, you're almost a senior in high school and only get half a day off a week... Phew, thankfully I've already ended those days."

In front of Chen Junqian, Shen Nianqiu was able to reveal a little of her true nature. After letting out a huge sigh of relief, she smiled again.

"I'm on vacation..."

"Actually, theoretically, the next step should be to buy a mobile phone. When I came here, I saw that the mobile phone store downstairs was having a promotion, such as discounts for those who showed their exam admission ticket."

"There's no need to change my phone, since I've only had it for less than two years and it's still working quite well. As for other electronic products, there's nothing I urgently need, so I'll just buy them with my own money when the time comes."

In this way, Shen Nianqiu easily rejected one afternoon plan after another proposed by Chen Junqian. She seemed determined to drag him back to the hotel. However, compared to some other graduates who immediately went back to their rooms to meet their phones and computers after the start of their holidays, the games she wanted to play were a little less exciting.

When everything falls into place, any step will naturally follow... Oh my god.

Just like when Chen Junqian burned himself while blow-drying Lin Mu's hair for the first time, no short film can make up for the various accidents that happened when it was the first time for both of them. Don't be fooled by the fact that one of them looks like a seasoned romantic comedy male lead and the other looks like a domineering older sister. In essence, their most extensive experience in this area is actually that mysterious number 0721.

In particular, the former went out of his way to book another luxury private room with a sense of ceremony. After sitting together on the edge of that big bed that just looking at it would make you think of comfort and softness, the two of them, who had just finished showering, fell into a state of staring at each other.

It's no wonder that later on, certain memes like "I'm about to have sex with you, can you tell me about your family of origin and your tragic childhood?" circulated on the internet. Mainly, when you really reach that stage, you feel you really need a topic that makes it natural for someone to put their hand on yours and for two people to naturally snuggle together.

Just as Chen Junqian was lost in thought, Shen Nianqiu finally spoke, but instead of talking about her family background or tragic childhood, she went straight to the point:

"If my younger brother is passive, I can be proactive. In fact, I've wanted to do that for a long time, huh?"

Feeling that the last vestiges of reason in his mind had been evaporated by his sister's final, rising hum, Chen Junqian felt his throat become dry. When he came to his senses again, she was already kneeling on the bed, holding him tightly to her chest, and whispering in his ear:

"It's okay, because I'm the older sister."

Suddenly, there's a feeling that she's about to say something like, "You can be as cute as you want with me," which has a very anime-like older sister vibe. But in reality, Shen Nianqiu, who isn't anime-like at all, had no such intention. Instead, she chose a simpler question:

"...Would you like some?"

As she spoke, she reached out her right hand to stroke Chen Junqian's face, from his eyebrows to the corners of his mouth, while her left hand unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing. Her hot, almost scalding breath mingled with her words and whispered in Chen Junqian's ear as she continued to ask, head bowed:

"I'm the first one."

"Ah."

Chen Junqian nodded instinctively, but he wasn't lying, because even with Zhu Wenyun, he hadn't truly taken that step with her.

After noticing Chen Junqian's current state, Shen Nianqiu, who had silently taken control, began to nuzzle his neck and chin with her nose, as if she were coaxing a child.

Chen Junqian's feelings were even more intense than he had imagined. Countless parts of his body were sending sweet stimulation and excitement to his central nervous system, with no sign of cooling down. When Chen Junqian opened his eyes again, which were placed on the other person's lap, his vision was completely occupied by the high curves that he had just climbed.

Thinking about it carefully, if we only consider it from the perspective of mammals, this one is the best candidate. After all, compared to her sister, they both seem to be eliminated in the cruel natural environment.

"I feel like I like you even more than I thought."

Theoretically speaking, this might be Shen Nianqiu's first formal confession, and Chen Junqian responded to it very seriously:

"Nianqiu has always been the girl I've liked the longest."

I want to hear you say "I love you".

"I love you."

"Mmm, phew...that's great, I love you too, I really, really love you so much."

Then, he was gently pushed down and lay there, watching Shen Nianqiu slowly sit up on his chest, unbuttoning his hair tie, all the buttons on his shirt, and the front clasp of his bra. Then he tore open something that could be easily taken from the nearby bedside table, but which had only finally come in handy today, and deftly adjusted the ring with his tongue and lips.

Well, Chen Junqian felt he should apologize for his previous remarks; it seemed the other party had indeed practiced beforehand.

Finally, she aligned herself with the correct position and lowered her head.

So please love me well.

[End of this volume]

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Volume 5: Just When My Heart Was Opening to Love and I Met You (2017-2018)

Chapter 1: The First Day He Was Away

Unlike Zhejiang, the college entrance examination in Anhui only lasts for two days, the 7th and the 8th. So on the 9th, students who have finished their college entrance examination break have to obediently return to school. However, since the middle school entrance examination is coming up next week, they will have another three days off because the school will be used as an examination center and the examination rooms will be occupied. Everyone is in a pretty good mood, after all, it's free time.

However, the atmosphere in Class One changed a few minutes after the bell rang for morning reading. The first person to notice something was wrong was Zhou Hui, who was sitting by the window. She rushed into the classroom just in time, and after catching her breath, she took her textbook out of her bag, glanced habitually at a certain seat on her right, then paused for two seconds before nudging her deskmate's elbow:

"Hey, Chen Junqian hasn't arrived yet?"

"Huh? It really is. Class monitor, do you know what's going on?"

Lu Cheng, who was sitting in front of the two girls, was patted on the shoulder by them. Hearing this, he pushed up his glasses and turned around. He saw that Chen Junqian was indeed not in his seat, and it wasn't that he had gone out on business, because even his backpack and textbooks were nowhere to be seen. His face also showed a surprised expression.

"This is definitely the first time he's been late. I've been in the same class with him since elementary school and I've never seen him late before."

"Wow, so you and he were classmates in elementary school too, class monitor. I thought it was just Lin Mu who was, since she talks about it quite often."

"Yeah, but we don't know if they're late or if something else happened. Let's ask the teacher when he comes. There's no point in guessing here."

Not only their group, but as the morning reading time gradually passed, other students also began to whisper among themselves. For the specially admitted class, who were used to self-discipline, this was truly an unprecedented first. However, Chen Junqian's absence was also the first time in a year.

"Chen Junqian will be late? Has the sun risen in the west?"

"Did you go to a meeting at the Youth League Committee?"

"What kind of meeting is this during morning reading time? It's usually during evening self-study time."

The murmurs carried from the front row to the back. The girl who was memorizing English words stopped unconsciously. The students sitting by the window and door started craning their necks to look outside. Some even wanted to go to the office to ask the teacher, but they felt that would be too deliberate, so they could only pretend to be nonchalant and continue flipping through their books.

But no one can really act like nothing happened. After all, Chen Junqian is someone who is hard to ignore, not just in their class, but more accurately, in the entire Guoning High School.

Even without mentioning the other person's outstanding appearance... well, that's something we can't ignore. After all, one of the easiest ways to become famous in school is to have a good-looking face. Chen Junqian is the kind of boy who stands out in the crowd, even if he's wearing the same blue and white school uniform as everyone else. In fact, just that one a cappella performance on the night of military training was enough to leave a unique impression on everyone who saw him at the time.

Moreover, he's not just good-looking. He's held the top spot in the grade since he entered high school and has never lost it. Even in the special admissions class, which outsiders see as full of academic geniuses, he has always been the most dazzling presence. Furthermore, since entering school last year, he has been organizing various extracurricular activities with great success in the school's Youth League Committee.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people, Chen Junqian is not just Chen Junqian from Class 1, but rather a bright and stable presence in the ordinary and repetitive days of Guoning Middle School, while also being an unstable factor that always makes the daily life of the campus slightly more interesting at times, just like the variable X in mathematics.

Now, his seat is empty.

"Is he sick?"

"His favorite thing to do in every PE class wasn't to lap someone while saying, 'You can't outrun me, do you believe that?' Could he really get sick? I can't imagine it."

"Stop talking, the teacher is coming."

The words had barely left her lips when the classroom door opened, and Ms. Shen, the homeroom teacher, walked in as usual. She had clearly heard the commotion; her gaze lingered briefly on the empty seat before she went to the podium and, without waiting for any student to ask, proactively answered the question that had been nagging at them most:

"Chen Junqian has taken leave and won't be coming today. The specific reason is his personal matter, so there's no need for you to guess. Okay, let's continue with the morning reading as usual."

Even so, several girls still instinctively stood up and asked:

"Teacher, is he alright?"

The childhood sweetheart secretly memorized all the girls' names, then turned to look at the scenery outside the window. Of course, she knew why Chen Junqian hadn't returned to Guoning. It was because the college entrance exam in Zhejiang Province lasted two and a half days. It was the morning of the 9th, and judging by the time, he should still be making breakfast for her.

"It's okay, I took legitimate leave."

After she finished speaking, she turned to leave, clearly not intending to explain further. But the more she did this, the more the class's curiosity became uncontrollable, to the point that the classroom started discussing it again after the homeroom teacher left.

"What do you think he went to do?"

Zhou Hui lowered her voice, feeling that she could hardly bear to look at the words in the textbook, and continued to ask her deskmate:

"How would I know? You'd have to ask Zhu Wenyun. Isn't she his deskmate?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of several people nearby all fell on the right side of the classroom, near the window.

Zhu Wenyun was looking down at her English book. The girl always had excellent posture. Even during the morning reading time when everyone was practically lying on their desks, she still sat up straight. Her long hair was tied back with a black hair tie, revealing a section of her fair nape. Her features were naturally aloof, with slightly upturned eyes. When she was not speaking, she was easy to feel unapproachable. At this moment, her expression was even more indifferent than usual, like the lingering dark clouds outside the window.

Chen Junqian's desk was to her right. The two had been deskmates for almost a year, and no matter how the seating arrangements changed, this position had never changed. Coupled with the rumors that circulated in junior high school, many people in the school did think that the two were actually a couple. After all, the relationship between the first and second place in the whole grade was a common setting in many romance novels.

Even though Zhu Wenyun's expression now seemed completely aloof, some students couldn't resist their curiosity and leaned forward to ask her in a low voice:

"Zhu Wenyun, do you know where Chen Junqian went?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhu Wenyun paused in turning the pages of her book, but still did not look up, simply replying in a calm tone:

"do not know."

"Your deskmate doesn't know?"

Why did he tell me when he asked for leave?

The student who asked the question was taken aback, scratched his head, and had no choice but to turn back. The classroom fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of morning reading resuming. However, Zhu Wenjun's gaze remained fixed on the vocabulary list, and she did not turn to the next page for a long time.