Damn it, not watching anymore.
He suppressed the flood of power inside, feeling the hot blood crawling in his body like worms, the sofa beneath him felt like it was on fire.
Tossing and turning for ten minutes, Li Qingrong changed clothes and saw him out.
Jiang Nian noticed a detail, had she already brought over a few pieces of clothing? That indeed wasn’t far from moving in.
In the elevator going downstairs, he couldn’t help thinking.
The class leader’s parents were coming back for the New Year, and without her, they definitely couldn’t celebrate it properly, but it shouldn’t affect him.
He might dote on his baby for a long time, but hadn’t reached the point of calling them dad.
Moreover, there would likely be no good expressions.
Li Qingrong unexpectedly said, "My parents plan to come back next week, so I might have to move by New Year’s Day."
"Oh oh." Jiang Nian nodded, guessing it would be next Tuesday, "That’s fine too, let’s skip the hike."
"Why not go?" Li Qingrong stared straight at him.
"At night," she said.
Now it was Jiang Nian’s turn to be conflicted, after thinking for a moment he said.
"At night...that’s fine too."
Driving wasn’t difficult, mainly because it was late at night. If he couldn’t resist, he’d be letting the class leader down, resisting would make him worse than a beast.
He sighed lightly, could only take it one step at a time.
The class leader planned to go to the mall to buy some things, coincidentally walking along with Jiang Nian. As they were about to part, she gave him another deep look.
Jiang Nian didn’t understand, always feeling like she wanted to say something.
Outside the crowded supermarket entrance, looked again.
Li Qingrong had already entered the shopping mall, nowhere to be seen.
He didn’t go home either, found a milk tea shop on the second floor to start working on problems.
It was during study hours, and there were not many people on the second floor. The quiet atmosphere calmed Jiang Nian’s heart.
He needed to watch the time to return to school, waiting at the gate for Xu Qianqian and the others to go home.
After half an hour, he turned a page of the math test paper. Jiang Nian then paused, took a sip of fruit tea to rest briefly.
Suddenly, he remembered the two white earphones in his bag.
For a moment, he felt a bit unstable again.
How to return them tomorrow?
The phone lying on the white tissue on the table vibrated. He couldn’t help but wonder, he had replied to all the messages that needed responding.
Looking at it, Wang Yuhe had sent a message.
"Which bag of snacks is tastier?"
Jiang Nian thought for a moment, typed a reply.
"Which bag is yours?"
Wang Yuhe sent an expression of a chubby person with hands on hips, "It’s the one with AD calcium milk!"
"Oh oh, you’re too young to have such a strong competitive spirit." Jiang Nian replied, "The bag without AD calcium is tastier."
Wang Yuhe immediately sent a few grinning expression packs, bombing fiercely.
"Spit out the ones you don’t like!"
Jiang Nian replied with a grin, "Wait until tomorrow, I’ll spit them all out for you."
Seeing this, Jiang Nian laughed even more. But looking at the time, he thought the party was probably nearly over.
So he sent a message to Xu Qianqian, asking them to wait for him at the school gate for a while.
After a while, Xu Qianqian replied to him.
The night hung over the horizon, the sky displayed a mix of black, purple, and dark yellow colors.
After the party, some classes directly disbanded, while others announced a class meeting, taking the opportunity to discuss some things.
Despite this, the school gate was still crowded with people.
"Damn, finally school’s out."
"Wow, the senior who danced at the party was truly amazing! But the rest was pretty boring, one after another were sleepy."
"I stood at the back to watch, no way could I sit down!"
"The one who sang ’Blue Lotus’ was okay, anyway better than I could have sung."
Students were particularly excited after watching the party, discussing the performances with one another, while some remained unimpressed.
"If you ask me, that dance was a bit too revealing. This is a school, not a nightclub in the outside city."
It seems there were quite a few people like Li Hua who were fed up and critical.
Jiang Nian stood at the school gate, muttering to himself.
"What’s with the act, didn’t watch their legs during the performance? Not like me, equally appreciating every good leg."
After all, just looking, why divide into pure, social?
Of course, slurping is different.
Five or six minutes later.
Jiang Nian’s shoulder was patted, turned around to see Xu Qianqian and Song Xiyun holding hands smiling at him, steam emitting under the streetlight.
"Why are you guys so slow?"
He said, once again imagining four big white legs waiting for his slurp, instantly feeling his nose itch.
Recently, the internal heat was indeed a bit...
"Come on, aren’t you going back to the classroom with the chairs?" Xu Qianqian glanced at him, "Why are you here so early?"
"The stairs were crowded, we queued for a long time." Song Xiyun said.
"I had someone else carry them, came out first." Jiang Nian casually explained, then changed the topic, "Let’s go, hungry?"
Upon hearing those words, the two women’s appetites were instantly triggered.
"I...I don’t know." Song Xiyun replied shyly.
Girls are strange creatures, appetites change with mood. Guys, on the other hand, tend to eat more when they’re in a bad mood.
If you’re still in a bad mood after supper, drink some beer.
Work out and sleep, things will be better when you wake up.
"Let’s go, my treat." Jiang Nian worried that lingering at the school gate would get them noticed, decisively led the two girls to another spot.
At the barbecue stall, Xu Qianqian was drinking juice, chatting away with Song Xiyun about the party.
"During the party, they even started arguing."
"Not just arguing, nearly started fighting."
Class four was always lively, Jiang Nian held his beer, listening closely. Every word was mental nourishment, loving class four’s antics.
"We were about to head down to watch the party when the homeroom teacher suddenly came to our class." Xu Qianqian dramatically reported.
"Guess what she was here for?"
"Guessing is what I asked you to do!" Xu Qianqian dissatisfied, frowned at him, "Hey, why don’t you get it?"
"Isn’t that Yu Qian’s role?" Jiang Nian didn’t know banter, but he was good at arguing.
Seeing these two take the topic from here to there and back, Song Xiyun was wide-eyed and speechless.
"Let me tell you, our class was so excited, even lifted up the chairs, she told us to wait downstairs."
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"You wouldn’t guess, she scolded us fiercely, with a stern face said the class hygiene had points deducted."
Xu Qianqian took a sip of juice, full of complaint.
"Then picked fault, saying the blackboard wasn’t cleaned properly. The class discipline was poor, making us clean and fill out forms before letting us go."
"Could you still enjoy watching the New Year’s party?" Jiang Nian was surprised.
"Of course not!" Xu Qianqian laughed, "Our class was cursing while going downstairs, couldn’t enjoy the party."
"I get it, it’s disappointing." Jiang Nian chuckled.
He saw an arty cavalry movie once.
The husband took all the medicine, the wife suddenly grew tired of the chores. Complaining to the husband in bed while working.
The husband lying there wasn’t right, helping out wasn’t either.
Standing at the bathroom door, feeling helplessly reproached. Middle-aged man’s relentless agony, in moments , both frustrating and poignant.
Brilliant director, so full of life.
"So your homeroom teacher was quite extreme, didn’t conflicts break out?" Jiang Nian said, eyeing Xu Qianqian’s juice.
"Hey, what’s the flavor of your juice?"
"Why?" Xu Qianqian looked at him guardedly, holding the juice in her hand, "If you want to drink, buy it yourself."
At this moment, the barbecue was served.
Jiang Nian gave up, mumbling softly. Didn’t say much, just casually spouted something to grab Xu Qianqian’s attention.
Sure enough, Xu Qianqian frowned and asked.
"Talking bad about me?"
"No, can’t I chat with my tut-tut?" Jiang Nian was straightforward, darted a glance at Song Xiyun.
"Anyway, you guys talk among yourselves, not including me."
"Pervert!" Xu Qianqian looked at him with contempt, using a perverse stare, "Disgusting, dirty stuff!"