At one in the afternoon, the two groups parted ways at the intersection.
"Well, we’re heading off first." The Yang Qiming duo was preparing to use unconventional methods to enter the school.
There’s a path by the North Gate; it’s just a bit risky.
Jiang Nian and Chen Yunyun stood together, watching them leave before finally speaking.
"Where to?" Chen Yunyun was a bit confused.
If Jiang Nian wasn’t around, she might just take Wang Yuhe to wander around the mall. Buy something, then go back to the dorm through the North Gate, and afterwards head to the classroom for class.
Eighteen-year-olds are full of energy; apart from being drowsy in class in the afternoon, there are basically no side effects. If worse comes to worst, there’s always a dead-end path.
But these aren’t issues, just a class lost in battle. As long as you catch a nap during break, ten minutes will be enough to be revitalized.
Wang Yuhe was staring blankly at the street, feeling a bit too full.
Huang Caicai could eat way too much, she couldn’t compare at all. It felt like he hadn’t eaten all day, yet she had eaten a biscuit during the running break.
So, biscuits are guilty!
Jiang Nian turned his head to look at Chen Yunyun, thought for a moment, and said.
"Let’s go to my house."
"Huh?" Chen Yunyun’s pupils shrank slightly, startled by his explosive statement, "No... no... no need, we can just hang out at the milk tea shop at the school gate for a while."
"Then let’s go." Jiang Nian agreed readily.
She suspected that Jiang Nian was just blurting things out at random, and in fact, he had long planned to rest at the milk tea shop. He was just bored and teasing her intentionally.
She might really faint from being teased by this annoying guy.
Wang Yuhe had no opinion on where to go; wherever Chen Yunyun went, she would go too.
"Drinking too much causes acne." Jiang Nian doused the excitement.
"Don’t you get acne?" Wang Yuhe countered.
Wang Yuhe found herself speechless, gritting her teeth.
"Fine, I won’t drink it!"
She realized she was completely on her own, with no chance of winning against Jiang Nian.
So she thought about whether to pull Chen Yunyun in to fight against this awful guy together.
On second thought, she decided against it; Chen Yunyun had zero fighting power.
In the early winter afternoon, the street was basked in just the right amount of sunshine.
Jiang Nian walked ahead, his neck and back aligning into a straight line. His black hair was lush and fluffy, exuding a casual vibe.
The two girls were half a step behind, holding hands and chatting.
The platinum sunlight filtered through the shop windows along the street, refracting into Chen Yunyun’s pupils. Her dark jade-like eyes were intermingled with glints of golden excitement.
At the school gate, the three entered a newly opened milk tea shop.
There was little business, giving the place a somewhat desolate feel.
Jiang Nian glanced at the menu on the counter, asking naturally.
"What would you like to drink? It’s on me."
Having just crashed a wedding banquet, he thought it necessary to treat them to some milk tea in return.
Even if Chen and her friends chose to climb back over the wall, he would still buy them two milk teas to go.
Moreover, the milk tea here started at six yuan, and you needed eight to nine yuan to get a decent cup.
Given this price at such a competitive spot near the county school gate, it failed to attract a large number of student customers.
Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe didn’t have much of a reaction to the price, but they were quite apprehensive about what Jiang had said about causing acne. After hesitating for a few seconds, they both opted for fruit tea.
Milk tea shop, upstairs in a private booth.
"It’s so dim?" Chen Yunyun was surprised.
"The windows aren’t pulled open." A shop assistant downstairs paused his actions, looked up, and said, "The light upstairs is glaring; if you want it brighter, just pull open the windows."
This was just an attic, with dim lighting and a slight chill.
"Should we open them?"
"No need, it’s perfect for sleeping," Chen Yunyun hesitated, interrupting his movement.
Instinctively feeling it was better to keep it dark for the ambiance, otherwise with Jiang Nian watching, she probably wouldn’t be able to nap, and the afternoon class would be doomed.
Dark high school students don’t deserve bright and fancy love fantasies.
Since it was the three of them, the atmosphere didn’t move in any indescribable direction. It was just normal chatting, and talking about exams.
Everyone scored above 600, neither fooled by mediocrity.
Ahem, all top students.
Jiang Nian thought about forcing his way into the topic. Until they started discussing a particular math problem, his smile began to freeze.
Just then, the shop assistant brought the milk tea upstairs, and he coughed lightly and said.
"Enough talk, have some fruit tea."
Chen Yunyun took a sip of fruit tea and immediately lost interest in discussing math.
"Is the first class in the afternoon Chinese?"
High school students have a habit, even though they know the timetable by heart, they still subconsciously seek confirmation from people around them before their brains catch up.
"Yes," Wang Yuhe replied.
"Then we basically don’t need a nap, right? After all, the first class in the afternoon is..." Chen Yunyun stopped mid-sentence, feeling it wasn’t appropriate, so she stopped.
"I’ll definitely catch up on sleep." Jiang Nian said.
After chatting for a while, it slowly fell silent on the second floor.
Wang Yuhe was already sprawled on the table, Chen Yunyun also felt her eyelids grow heavy. At the earlier banquet, she drank half a cup of beer, just a taste.
"If you’re sleepy, just rest awhile." Jiang Nian glanced at the time on his phone, it was 1:25, "At this point, if we were in class, we’d usually be napping."
Chen Yunyun looked at Jiang Nian, the dim light making it hard to see clearly.
"A little, I’ll find a spot to lie down on the empty couch later." Jiang Nian pointed to a darker area further inside the attic, where the light was even dimmer.
"Mmm." Chen Yunyun lay her head down, then suddenly lifted it and softly asked Jiang Nian, "Should we set an alarm?"
Jiang Nian had already stood up, lowered his eyes at her words, and gently replied.