Shen Yue wanted to say something else, but she was suddenly pushed away by a powerful force. It was so heavy that she wasn't paying attention and fell backward, landing on the soft cushion.
Looking at the girl who sat there in a daze, she was stunned. Her fair, small face had turned slightly pale due to the sudden turn of events.
Song Yan looked down, subconsciously raising his hand to help the girl, but he pressed it down instead. He stared intently at the girl's fair face, his eyes cold and dark.
Then, as if he couldn't bear to look any longer, he averted his gaze, his throat constricting. "Disgusting."
As he said this, he dared not look into the girl's eyes for some reason.
After a long silence with no response, Song Yan endured it, but still couldn't help but glance at the girl.
Shen Yue remained in her previous position, with strands of messy hair falling onto her forehead. Her facial contours were beautifully sculpted. Her thick eyelashes were slightly lowered, and her fair teeth bit into the tender flesh of her lips, creating an incredibly strong visual impact.
Her thin eyelids were red, as if she were about to cry at any moment.
Here she goes again, pretending to be pitiful.
Shen Yue moved, as if to stand up.
Song Yan, who had been standing ramrod straight, seemed startled and quickly retreated, as if afraid Shen Yue would touch him, unable to avoid her.
He thought the girl would do something to him again, but she didn't. After standing up, she remained silent. Her lips were delicate and full, her raven-black, fine eyelashes fluttered, and she walked towards him step by step.
She was heading towards his room.
Song Yan felt that he should quickly retreat and increase the distance between them, but for some reason, he felt as if he had been cursed, unable to move. His legs were stiff and remained in place.
She was getting closer.
Thump, thump, thump—
His heart, which hadn't recovered, beat even faster.
His eyes were dark and deep, his thin lips pressed tightly together. He appeared outwardly calm, his expression indifferent.
A faint, familiar fragrance drifted over, and Song Yan's heart tightened. He thought the girl would stop in front of him and do something outrageous to him again.
Unexpectedly, she merely brushed past him. Her eyelashes remained lowered, and she didn't look at him.
It wasn't until the door was opened and then closed by the wind that Song Yan slowly came back to his senses.
The brows of the young man, who had been indifferent a moment ago, suddenly furrowed, his eyes cold and stern.
There was no sound in the spacious equipment room; it was eerily silent.
Shen Yue hadn't done anything to him.
But the furrow in his brow did not relax in the slightest.
—
Shen Yue ran back to the dormitory, took a shower, and sat at her desk to do homework.
She appeared to be very focused, but in reality, she was chatting with the system in her mind.
System: [The mission was completed very well, and the progress has advanced a little.]
Shen Yue sighed silently. After all, this was her first time being a villain in all senses of the word.
The original owner's personality was too crazy and twisted. Shen Yue was afraid she wouldn't be able to control the intensity, but thankfully, she hadn't messed up.
She didn't want to give up Jiang Wei, the rich second-generation heir, and she had developed a pathological admiration for Song Yan.
The original owner was bad, bad to the bone. She was also very jealous and vain.
If it continued like this, wouldn't she just be playing herself to death?
Shen Yue: [This is my first time juggling two people; I'm a bit nervous.]
System: [Really? I don't believe it.]
Shen Yue: [...]
It couldn't be said that she was completely juggling two people. After all, Jiang Wei treated her like a plaything, and Song Yan detested her so much that he didn't even want to touch her.
They were both quite annoying, which made Shen Yue feel quite pleased.
Looking at the mountain of homework, Shen Yue felt like dying.
If this world continued like this, she would truly go insane.
So, Shen Yue wrote furiously until half-past two in the morning. She got up at half-past six, feeling like her soul was drifting.
—
Jiang Wei participated in a provincial basketball competition and returned triumphantly with a grand trophy. He was spirited and handsome, talking to his teammates.
Upon returning to school, Jiang Wei passed by Class 3-1.
Class 3-1 was a key class. The teacher was enthusiastically lecturing, and the students below were listening attentively, occasionally taking notes.
Jiang Wei's sharp eyes swept across, quickly capturing that slender figure.
The girl's posture was very proper, her back straight like a bamboo shoot. Under the sun, her fair skin was almost transparent. She held a pen in her hand, taking notes like the others.
However, both her appearance and her movements were far more beautiful than those around her.
After only a few days apart, Jiang Wei felt as if a long time had passed. Longing clung to his heart like vines, making him wish he could pull the girl out right now and kiss her properly.
He suppressed the urge, his eyes dark and deep, and finally took one last lingering look before leaving.
After school, Jiang Wei sent her a message.
He said he wanted to take her out to dinner.
Shen Yue first put her books back in the dormitory, changed her clothes, and then went out.
Jiang Wei was at the school gate. He was tall and handsome, and just standing there attracted countless gazes.
However, due to his overly sharp demeanor, people dared not approach him easily.
Seeing the girl's figure, Jiang Wei's constantly furrowed brows immediately relaxed. He took two steps forward and walked up to Shen Yue, complaining unconsciously, "Why are you coming out so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Meeting the girl's dark eyes, the gloom and impatience in his heart vanished. He excitedly grabbed Shen Yue's hand, disregarding the gazes of others, and continued talking, "There's a new hot pot restaurant next to the school, and it tastes pretty good. Can you eat spicy food?"
Shen Yue hesitated for a moment, "Either is fine."
The hot pot restaurant was indeed doing good business, with almost all tables occupied. Jiang Wei had booked a table in advance and led Shen Yue to a relatively quiet spot to sit down.
After ordering the food, Jiang Wei looked at Shen Yue. He had a high nose bridge and handsome features. When he smiled, there was a hint of roguish charm. "Yueyue, do you miss me?"
He seemed to be joking, but his eyes held nervousness. He seemed to hear his own heartbeat, growing heavier and heavier.
Jiang Wei met Shen Yue's gaze. Her clean, dark eyes were quietly looking at him. Her lips were like tender, rosy petals, seeming… gentle.
Jiang Wei's gaze unconsciously softened. He reached out and took Shen Yue's hand, which was on the table. "Do you miss me very much?"
Shen Yue knew what he wanted to hear. She blinked her eyes and said obediently, "Yes."
Jiang Wei's heart softened even more. Behind them was a large potted plant. He leaned in and pressed against Shen Yue, the two of them squeezed into a corner. The potted plant blocked the view of others.
He kissed her fiercely and urgently for a while, "Me too. You must have given me some sort of love potion, otherwise why would you make me suffer so much outside?"