An Hao had not expected Shen Zhihua to see through her thoughts at a glance. Since he did, she decided not to hide it from him anymore.
"Yes, I do have feelings for him in my heart."
"You answer quite readily," Shen Zhihua sighed, the rain hitting his face felt cold to the core.
"You’ve asked me this question more than once. Rather than leaving you puzzled, it’s better to just tell you outright."
Shen Zhihua fell silent, pedaling his bicycle with head bowed, the sound of the rain and turning wheels were the only noises on the road.
After a long while, he spoke again, "An Hao, is that camp commander really that good? I’ve heard he’s quite old, at least a decade older than you are."
Thinking of Qin Jian, An Hao smiled slightly, "He’s wonderful, incomparable in my heart."
In her last life, she missed out on this good man because she was foolish, but in this life, she could not afford to miss him again.
"What about me?" Shen Zhihua’s tone was very dejected, "In your heart, what am I?"
"You are both my class monitor and my friend." Although An Hao was grateful for Shen Zhihua’s help, she could only define his position in her life as such.
Shen Zhihua suddenly laughed, his voice sounding utterly resigned.
"An Hao, you’re always so frank. Even if you lied to me for once..."
An Hao shook her head and looked at Shen Zhihua’s back, saying seriously, "I can’t and won’t lie to you. Your family has helped our An family. I’m very grateful! Matters of the heart can’t be forced. I can’t lie to you; I’d rather you know the truth than live in a lie. It wouldn’t be fair to you."
"I understand..." Shen Zhihua closed his mouth and never brought up the subject again.
By the time they arrived at school, it was already late. Although they had cycled, the slow ride on the way made them late.
As soon as she got off the bike, she ran into several classmates, among them was Song Yueqin.
An Hao and she were from the same village and used to be friends who would often go to and from school together.
But after An Hao’s rebirth, she distanced herself from her, each one going their separate ways.
They seldom spoke to each other on regular days, becoming strangers completely.
Song Yueqin was extremely displeased to see An Hao, despite her foot injury, still able to ride to school on Shen Zhihua’s bike.
Why should a man like that have eyes only for An Hao?
The more she thought about it, the more upset she became, and her resentment towards An Hao grew even deeper.
After returning to the classroom, the first thing the teacher did was to hand out the math test papers.
Right before the college entrance exams, the school would usually conduct a weekly baseline test to identify problems with a high error rate, explain them to the students, and systematically review the Chapter’s content.
"I’ll call out names, and the students will come up to get their papers," Teacher Wei, standing on the podium, began reading names, "Still, old rules, grades listed from lowest to highest."
"Liu Qiaoqiao, Song Yueqin..."
Song Yueqin had spent time reviewing math the previous week, hoping to perform better this time, but her heart sank when she heard the teacher call her name.
She received her paper, and the bright, glaring scores made her heart ache to the extreme.
Why is it always such a low score? What’s the difference between reviewing and not reviewing?
Song Yueqin went back to her seat with the paper, waiting for the teacher to finish distributing them and explain the problems.
"Liu Guizhi!" Teacher Wei suddenly called the name and said, "There’s been great improvement this time, worthy of commendation."
Liu Guizhi held her paper, so happy she couldn’t stop smiling. She returned to her seat and sneakily called out to An Hao, "An Hao, thank you! I was able to score so well because you helped me with the problems."