What's wrong with me?

Qi Xia's answer made the girl puff up her cheeks in anger, but Qi Xia's words were indeed impeccable, and she seemed to have no reason to stop him from going. After all, she was just his squad leader.

"Who said it would affect the grades? If it weren't for you, I would...Anyway, everyone else can go. Qi Xia, you can't go today. Qi Xia, you have to be on duty today. Today it's your turn to clean the classroom with Liu Ziyi."

She suddenly remembered that today was Wednesday, and according to the rotation schedule, it was Qi Xia's group's turn to stay behind to clean the classroom and the sanitation area.

Chapter 30 Encounter

The black night sky is dotted with stars, and the cool breeze brings a touch of tranquility to the campus after a busy day.

In the end, Qi Xia was unable to attend Lao Jia's team-building event today. Since the monitor had said so, he could only stay in the school to clean up. And today was indeed Qi Xia's group's turn to be on duty.

The evening self-study for senior high school students usually lasts until very late, but after school in the evening is actually the busiest time of the day in the school. As soon as Lao Jia and his classmates get out of school, they hurried to the old place to gather. I wonder which Internet cafe they plan to play all night in tonight.

"Qi Xia, I'll sweep the floor and you mop the floor."

"Okay, wait until I finish wiping the blackboard."

After a whole day of study, even Qi Xia felt a little tired. The girl who was on duty with him was Liu Ziyi, a girl who was too quiet and didn't like to talk. She was not tall, only a little taller than Qi Xia's shoulders, probably about 1.5 meters.

Qi Xia had a slight impression of her because he was on duty with her throughout his senior year of high school.

Although Liu Ziyi is not as pretty as the class monitor and Jiang Xinyao, she is also a very cute girl, with a slightly upturned nose and big eyes that look bright and energetic. When she speaks, a pair of shallow dimples often appear on her fair cheeks.

But she was very shy, and dared not even breathe when she spoke, like a marshmallow. During the entire three years of high school, Qi Xia had never seen her angry.

It’s a pity that this was the only interaction Qi Xia had with the other party in his previous life. Apart from talking for a while when they were on duty, they had no topics to talk about at other times.

Qi Xia was wiping the blackboard with a rag, but his eyes were often looking at the somewhat shy girl behind him. At this moment, she was sweeping the floor carefully with a broom, and her slender ankles were wrapped in a pair of small white socks decorated with lace.

People are always attracted by the beautiful and bright blooming flowers, and ignore the small flowers on the roadside that are overshadowed by their beauty. However, small flowers also have their own beauty. If you can calm down and appreciate them, you can also feel a different charm.

"I'm done here, I'm going to go out and rinse the mop."

Noticing this little flower that had never left any trace in his life, Qi Xia's mood became particularly good. He now learned to cherish, learned to cherish everything and everyone around him. Picking up the mop, Qi Xia planned to go to a place with a faucet to wash the mops in the classroom.

The night breeze has a gentle smell. The students in the school have not yet left. Walking in the corridor, you can hear laughter and noise from time to time. Although a day of study is indeed tiring, for young boys and girls who are in the best years of their lives, vitality is the thing they have the most.

Qi Xia came to the end of the corridor, but at the corner, he heard a voice that was so familiar that he was a little surprised.

"Xiao Min, are you sure you've told Jia Shuai and the others?"

"Oh, don't worry, my Miss Jiang. Are you still worried about me? I told Jia Shuai the night before last, and I bribed the boys around Qi Xia. I believe your husband must have received the news by now."

"What, what husband? Not yet... But, is this really useful?"

"You have to have confidence in your charm, Yaoyao. Who are you? You are the class belle of our Grade 3-7 class. To put it in a bigger way, it's not an exaggeration to say that you are the school belle of our school. Besides, isn't Qi Xia your childhood sweetheart? As long as you want, Qi Xia will definitely come over and make peace with you."

"But Xiao Xia has ignored me for more than a year..."

"Uh... Yaoyao, be optimistic. Although there was indeed a small accident in the past, there is nothing we can do about it. You are still obsessed with Qi Xia, and Qi Xia will definitely forgive you if he knows. It's all our class teacher's fault for being so lenient."

"But...Xiao Min, I'm still very scared. If Xiao Xia rejects me again, I will definitely not be able to bear it."

"Well, what should we do? You can't just keep waiting like this. You know Qi Xia is quite popular among the girls in their class. If you wait until someone else snatches her away, it will be too late to regret it."

"I, I know...but, but...I don't know what to do...Xiao Xia has ignored me until now, and he was avoiding me yesterday..."

Qi Xia subconsciously touched his neck and did not rush over. To be honest, he still hadn't figured out how to face his childhood sweetheart. He felt guilty towards her because he owed her.

His gift was not ready yet because he felt he still had some time to buffer, but he did not expect that the moment of meeting Xinyao again would come so soon.

Silence suddenly spread in the corridor. He could faintly hear a sobbing sound and the voice of his childhood sweetheart Huang Min, who was frantically comforting someone. He knew he couldn't wait any longer, so Qi Xia gritted his teeth and walked forward.

"Xinyao? Huang Min? It's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?"

"Xiao, Xiaoxia?"

Qi Xia said calmly, "Pretend it's an accidental encounter," but the person you've been thinking about suddenly appeared in front of you. Jiang Xinyao was really frightened. She wiped away her tears in a hurry and then hid behind her best friend at a loss.

"Qi Xia? Why haven't you left yet at this late hour?"

"Well, it's my turn to be on duty today. I have to finish mopping the floor before I can go back. But you guys, it's already so late, why don't you go back quickly? If you go any later, it might be dangerous."

"That won't do. Our Yaoyao said... mmm..."

"No, nothing, Xiaoxia, we'll leave right away. But you should go back quickly, too, Xiaoxia, and don't let your aunt worry..."

Huang Min wanted to say something else, but her mouth was suddenly covered by Jiang Xinyao. Looking at the interaction between these two girls who were so familiar to him, Qi Xia's heart gradually calmed down. At least this Xinyao was still normal and did not show any tendency to depression.

He glanced at his childhood sweetheart. Her big eyes flickered like a frightened little animal, surprised and shy. There was a blush on her beautiful face. When she looked at him, her eyes seemed to have a different kind of light, which made Qi Xia feel as if his heart skipped a beat.

It turns out that my green plums are so beautiful.

Qi Xia couldn't help but sigh, and then continued: "Okay, then you two should go back quickly. If you don't go back, your uncle and aunt will be worried. I haven't finished cleaning here, so I can't send you two back. Be careful on the way back, and call me if you encounter anything."

Chapter 31 Joy

"Yaoyao, why didn't you let me finish what I was saying just now?"

The girl dragged Huang Min all the way to the empty campus and then slowly stopped. But as soon as she stopped, her best friend behind her asked her with some regret and confusion.

"What a great opportunity that was. Yaoyao, if you had mustered up the courage to tell him directly, Qi Xia might have agreed to get back together with you. From the look on his face, he didn't seem to blame you at all."

The darkness covered the girl's pretty face like a curtain, and only the dim street lights stretched the girl's beautiful shadow.

"That's great...that's great..."

She ignored her best friend's noise, and in the gentle evening breeze, Jiang Xinyao suddenly squatted down with her knees hugged.

She choked up, tears streaming down her face like raindrops as big as beans in a rainstorm, but this time, her crying voice was full of relief.

"Yao, Yaoyao, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly start crying? Isn't this a good thing? Look, Qi Xia is willing to talk to you now."

Huang Min began to panic. She didn't expect that her words would cause such a big reaction from the girl.

"Xiao Xia...Xiao Xia..."

The girl was still crying. Under the white light of the street lamp, her delicate shoulders were trembling slightly in the night.

She did not rush to answer her best friend, but the tears on her face flowed silently and more happily, as if the feelings that had been accumulated for two years finally had a breakthrough at this moment, and the emotions surging out like a torrent made her unable to stop.

All she could think of was his gentle smile just now. In the girl's impression, she had been with him since elementary school. They went to school together, went home together, played together, and rested together. And she had liked him for more than eight years.

She and he were childhood sweethearts, and the girl thought that with the feelings between them, nothing could separate them. However, the cruel reality told this silly and naive girl how fragile her so-called emotional relationship was.

She still remembered that when she was in the first year of high school, with the help of her best friend, she mustered up the courage to confess to him, and he accepted her feelings as expected.

That period of time could be said to be the happiest and most wonderful experience in her life, but at that time she did not know how fatal and painful this experience was for her.

At that time, the girl was immersed in her love affair all day long. Every day, she either ate or slept, or thought about how to become closer to him and how to do some intimate things with him that only lovers would do.

She held his hand and kissed him, but gradually, she became more and more addicted to it and could no longer be satisfied with such childish intimacy.

She loved him as fish cannot live without water and sunflowers cannot live without the sun.

For him, she was willing to do anything! She thought, if it was him, as long as he wanted, she would give him the body she had cherished for more than ten years intact.

She even secretly investigated which hotel near the school was the best and which hotel had the most romantic atmosphere so that she could give him and herself a perfect first night, even though she was only a freshman in high school that year.

However, her happiness did not last long, darkness arrived because her undisguised love affair soon attracted the attention of their class teacher.

She was an old witch. In the girl's eyes, her head teacher was like the most terrifying monster in the world, always forcing her to break up with him.

Of course she refused, because that was like asking for her life. She argued with her, but the old witch was not shaken at all and instead went to complain to her parents.

At first she was not worried, as she had known from the beginning that she and he would be a couple. Her parents also knew about her relationship with him and her feelings for him, so they had no intention of stopping her. But who would have thought that the old witch, seeing that her plan failed, went to find his head teacher and even asked him to tell his aunt about their relationship.

She was scared because she knew that he always listened to his aunt and he liked his aunt very much, but his aunt did not seem to like her very much. She could feel that if the old witch really told his aunt about this, his aunt would definitely stop him, and this would definitely make him feel awkward between her and his aunt.

She felt sorry for him and didn't want him to encounter any trouble, but she was reluctant to end this relationship that was so important to her. However, when she saw his stubborn look, she finally softened her heart and agreed to break up with the old witch, only asking her not to tell his aunt about it.

That day was undoubtedly a dark day for the girl. Rather than letting him break up with her and let him bear the guilt of not keeping his promise, she would rather speak up first. So, on that day, on a stormy afternoon, she broke up with him.

He was very angry and said that she had betrayed him. He slammed the door and left. He never contacted her again for more than a year. He never went to school with her again, never spoke to her again, and even when they met on the street, he pretended not to know her.

But she knew that it was all her own fault. If she had not been so ostentatious and had been more subtle at the beginning, her relationship with him might have lasted longer, and maybe he and she would have been together forever.

She thought she could bear living without him for a long time, but reality once again told her that she was still too naive.

When she secretly observed him and saw him becoming more handsome, from being naive in his freshman year to being serious and hardworking in his junior year, and when she heard from her bestie that many girls had a crush on him, she couldn't control her desire for him.

She longed for him, but couldn't get close to him, and she hated those bitches who wanted to snatch her most precious treasure from her.

On that day, driven by either guilt towards him or the desire to see him, she learned how to hurt herself.

When her nails scratched her flesh, the pain stimulated her nerves. Seeing her arm torn and bleeding, she felt that the guilt she felt for disappointing him was alleviated a lot. The sadness and sorrow she felt when he glared at her was also alleviated a lot.

She felt a genuine joy.

But the old witch is still the hurdle between him and her that must be overcome, and as long as she is around, she will continue to hinder her relationship with him.

She hated this old witch to death. In her dreams, she had tortured her to death countless times with all kinds of cruel means. But in reality, she was still there, making her hate her to the core. If she was not sure she could hide it from everyone, she would have killed this old witch with a single blow.

But fortunately, it seems that her vicious curse has taken effect on the old witch. A few days ago, the old witch was diagnosed with a disease. If things go as expected, she will not be able to serve as their class teacher in the next year.

She waited bitterly, and now it seemed that she had finally had the chance to be close to him again.

The girl gradually stopped crying. After a brief emotional catharsis, her heart was filled with joy and anticipation. She loosened her hands and found that her arms had been bruised purple without her knowing when.

She frowned and secretly wondered how careless she was. She could no longer do cruel things to herself when she was sad like she did before.

Because of this good appearance, she wants to use it to attract him. He likes her to be more beautiful. It would not be good if she was left with scars.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Min... I was just too happy and couldn't help myself. Okay, let's go home quickly. It would be bad if he got worried."

"Oh, I understand, I understand. You're afraid that your husband will worry. Hey, Yaoyao, walk slower! My feet are numb from squatting with you just now!"

Chapter 32 Provocation

Nanshan City is a very prosperous city. Even at night, the streets and roads are still crowded with people. It seems that this city has never been truly quiet.

When Qi Xia drove back from school, the night had become even darker.

He was in a good mood because he met his childhood sweetheart again. She was still the beautiful and lovely person in his memory. He could not associate her with the empty shell that later became a walking corpse.

He thought of Xinyao's starry eyes when they had just separated, as if they had never left his body. He could smell her fragrance, like lavender on a summer night, subtle but not strong.

He thought of a lot of things, including the time when he and Xinyao squeezed into the bus together. At that time, he always protected her behind him because there were so many passengers on the early bus that they almost never had empty seats.

He also thought of the experience of going home in the rain with Xinyao. At that time, he didn't bring an umbrella, and Xinyao only brought a small single umbrella, but she still resolutely decided to share it with him, even though when they got home in the end, they were both soaked as if they had no umbrellas.

He also thought of the delicate and sweet lips of his childhood sweetheart, which seemed like candy with a faint sweetness that made people linger on it. The person he first kissed was not Yue Ran, but his childhood sweetheart, Jiang Xinyao, on a summer night.

Qi Xia recalled many things he had experienced with Xinyao, as if he was flipping through an old photo album. The nostalgic feeling was like cotton wool in the wind, stirring every nerve of Qi Xia and making Qi Xia feel itchy in the corners of his eyes.

He still has a chance, still has a chance, doesn't he?

He would never let those things that he had not cared about before but remembered to cherish after losing them slip away from him again, whether it was his aunt or Xinyao.

Qi Xia looked at the familiar bus stop on the roadside, and before he knew it, he had completed the short ten-minute journey.

He was still somewhat worried about whether Xinyao and Huang Min had made it home safely, but ever since he angrily deleted and blocked both of their WeChat accounts in his first year of high school, he had no other way to contact Xinyao.

When you get back, add Xinyao’s WeChat account back.

he thinks.

But he suddenly remembered that he no longer remembered her cell phone number and WeChat ID. It had been so long that the familiar number in his memory had become incomplete in his mind.

However, as if sensing the boy's worry, Qi Xia's phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and saw a short text message, "Xiao Xia, I'm home now, don't worry about me."

Qi Xia smiled knowingly, and he quickly added the number that he had re-entered into his brain to his address book, and replied, "That's good, I'm here too. Now that you're home, you should have a good rest. Staying up late is not good for girls' skin. Have a good dream, good night."

"Well, good night to you too, Xiaoxia (=^▽^=)" Before he could put down his phone, Xinyao had already replied to him. The accompanying emoticons made Qi Xia imagine the smiling face of his childhood sweetheart at that moment.

However, before Qi Xia had time to be happy, his smile suddenly froze. He glanced at the station sign that was brightly illuminated by the street lights in the night.

Under the bright street light, a familiar figure was standing on tiptoe and looking in his direction. He could even see the worry and uneasiness on her face.

Qi Xia stopped under a maple tree, which was in the blind spot of the street light, so his aunt didn't notice him. He slapped his head hard and cursed himself for being careless. He knew that he had to be on duty tonight and would be back a little late, so why didn't he send a message to tell his aunt?

He opened WeChat and found that his aunt had sent him more than ten messages, all of which were worried about why he hadn't returned home so late.

Qi Xia's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly walked out from the shadows with his bicycle. His figure was immediately caught by his aunt, who saw her jogging towards him.

"Xiao Xia, why did you come back so late today?"

The moment she saw Qi Xia, the worry on Tang Wanxia's face disappeared in an instant like ice and snow in spring, and her gentle and beautiful face still had that soft and pure smile.

"Sorry, auntie, it's my turn to be on duty today. It took me some time to clean up so I came back late."

My aunt would never blame me, even if I made her worry so much, Qi Xia thought. Looking at my aunt's gentle face, he couldn't help but hug her waist.