[The author isn't in a good place creatively, so I'm starting a new story. I'll rewrite this one later when I've figured things out.]
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In her second year of high school, Class 13 at No. 1 High got a transfer student from a town nearby. The girl had a neat, ear-length haircut and looked unbearably sweet.
The afternoon sun fell on the boy's shoulders. He looked up and said lazily, "She looks kind of familiar."
Chai Zi'an scoffed. "You think she's familiar just because she's pretty?"
Cheng Jing couldn't be bothered to answer. He lay back down and went to sleep.
2. The day Jiang Zhuo caused trouble for her again, torrential rain flooded all of Beicheng. The boy ran over, soaked through, and pressed something into her hand.
His voice was calm, and he had never sounded more serious. "Shen Jiaowei, if it happens again, press this. Cheng Jing will get to you right away."
Later, Chai Zi'an mentioned it. "I don't know what got into him. He spent several nights in a row at the lab, working around the clock to make an emergency alarm."
3. Everyone at the medical school knew that Cheng Jing, the unattainable campus heartthrob, had a girlfriend who was still in high school.
Afraid of distracting the girl from her studies, he spent his time dating her by squeezing in a trip home during her school breaks to have a meal with her before heading back. He was so pure it was ridiculous.
His roommates teased him, "A Platonic relationship?"
"How do you manage to hold back?"
Cheng Jing took off his white coat at an unhurried pace and shook his head helplessly.
"Hold back my ass."
On the day the college entrance exam results were announced again, Cheng Jing went to find Shen Jiaowei outside her apartment building.
He said only one thing.
Then he reached out and pulled her close, his hand resting on her slender waist. His gaze grew intense as he lowered his head to kiss her.
Shen Jiaowei turned her head to dodge him. Her eyes were clear and bright as she said calmly,
"Cheng Jing, haven't we been broken up for ages?"
Cheng Jing froze. His voice was low.
"What are you talking about?"
[Jiaowei: Wood charred by fire can be shaped by a carpenter into a musical instrument, and produce beautiful notes.]
Theme: The joys of school life.
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