Chapter 93: Infatuated and Bewildered, Reaping a Bitter Harvest

  Xiao Yan visited An Yi and then threw herself into intense preparation, having no time to spare. So An Yi also gradually forgot what Xiao Yan had said to her that day. The days passed by in a dull and uneventful way.

  It was the weekend, and after a week of hard work, office workers finally had a chance to relax, so there were surprisingly many customers in the bar. The night curtain fell, the lights twinkled, An Yiran was busy in the bar, suddenly received Xiao Yuan's phone call, "Sister Ran, come back quickly!"

  Listening to Xiao Yan's heart-wrenching and tearful cries, An Yiran couldn't help but feel a pang in her chest, and she forgot about the work in her hands. "Xiao Yan, what's wrong?"

  "I'm at your home, hurry back! Waaahhh..."

  Worried and flustered, An Yi hastily grabbed her bag and rushed home as soon as she heard that Xiao Yuan was in trouble, without even having time to think about why Xiao Yuan would appear at her own home.

  Jiang Fengchen, who was standing aside, saw An Yiran rush out in a hurry and asked, "Yiran, what's wrong?"

  An Yiran was anxious to return, but when he heard Jiang Fengchen ask this way, he simply told him about Xiao Yan's situation.

  "Something might have happened, I'll accompany you back, it's better to be safe." Jiang Fengchen said with a furrowed brow.

  It's better to be safe than sorry, just in case something happened to Xiao Yan and she needed to be taken to the hospital, she wouldn't have been able to handle it alone. So the two of them hastily said their goodbyes to Min Nan and quickly left the bar, hailing a taxi on the street. The driver sped up under An Yiran's urging, rushing home as fast as possible, but An Yiran was still on edge, her hands clenched tightly together in anxiety, afraid that something had happened to Xiao Yan.

  Jiang Fengchen comforted him gently, "Yiran, don't be nervous, nothing will happen."

  An Yiran looked at Jiang Fengchen and nodded silently, her heart slightly calmer, but her tightly clenched fists gripped even tighter.

  "Xiao Yuan!" An Yi Ran hastily got off the car and rushed upstairs, opening the door with a "bang" while anxiously calling out.

  But. The room was quiet and still, with no one in it. The doors and windows were tightly closed, even the curtains were pulled down, densely blocking out the outside world.

  "Xiao Yuan!" An Yiran's face turned white in an instant, and his frantic figure rushed around the living room, bedroom, and kitchen, but couldn't find Xiao Yuan's shadow anywhere. "Where is Xiao Yuan?" An Yiran helplessly pulled at Jiang Fengchen's sleeve, trembling as he asked.

  Jiang Fengchen was relatively calm, and for him, Xiao Yan was just a stranger he had never met but often mentioned. Human emotions are always reluctant to be given to a stranger who has never been seen before. But An Yiran's emotions infected him, making him worry too. Seeing An Yiran like this, he couldn't help but try to calm himself down and comforted: "Maybe she just left without saying anything, you should call her first and ask where she is now."

  "Oh! Right!" An Yiran slapped her forehead and quickly pulled out her phone from her bag.

  Jiang Fengchen stood by, vaguely feeling that something was off. The air seemed to be filled with a strange and eerie smell, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Just now, when he was in a hurry to find Xiao Yuan, he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. But as he calmed down, he suddenly felt a strong burning sensation coursing through his body. He irritably tugged at his collar, trying to suppress the scorching unease in his heart.

  An Yiran's call to Xiao Yuan was hung up soon after it connected, and she stared at her phone screen in confusion, wondering where Xiao Yuan had gone. Just as she felt a presence beside her, An Yiran lifted her head. Noticing Jiang Fengchen's abnormal behavior, she couldn't help but ask: "Fengchen, what's wrong?"

  "I don't know, I just feel like there's something weird about the air here."

  "Air?" An Yiran furrowed her brow, only then realizing that there was indeed a strange aura in the air. Just as she was puzzled, a new text message suddenly arrived on her phone, and she hastily opened it, forgetting about her puzzlement.

  After reading the short message sent by Xiao Yan, An Yiran's hanging heart finally fell. The air was getting thicker and she gradually felt uncomfortable on her body, and she couldn't help but raise her head to look at Jiang Fengchen who was beside her with a complex expression, hesitated for a moment, then quietly locked the door.

  A new day's sun slowly rose, and Jiang Fengchen woke up to the sweet sound of birds chirping. He stretched his waist lazily as usual, then slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the somewhat unusual arrangement in front of him, Jiang Fengchen furrowed his brow, suddenly sitting up straight.

  Suddenly someone beside him turned over, his heart tightened, and he slowly turned his head to find An Yiran sleeping next to him, while he himself was naked!

  "Ah... Ah!" Jiang Fengchen involuntarily cried out, his heart surging with a million emotions. He tried hard to recall what had happened last night, but his mind was a complete blank, as if the memories of last night had been sucked away, and no matter how he searched, he couldn't find them anywhere.

  An Yiran seemed to have no idea what she had discovered, and opened her eyes in a daze. She saw Jiang Fengchen sitting beside her with his upper body exposed, looking at her with a complex expression. Her heart suddenly tightened, and she subconsciously grasped the corner of the quilt tightly, shrinking her body, and asked in confusion: "Feng... Fengchen, how did you end up here?"

  "However..." Jiang Fengchen's eyes drooped, and he let out a deep sigh. A wave of melancholy surged up in his heart. The scene before him was already enough to make him understand what had happened last night.

  An Yiran also came to her senses, her eyes suddenly turned red, biting her lips tightly, trying not to make a sound, but her trembling body revealed her sorrow and unease at this moment.

  Jiang Fengchen's tightly clenched fists suddenly relaxed, and he slowly lay back down, gently wrapping his arms around An Yiran, who was trembling under the snow-white quilt. The next second, he heard a voice that even he himself couldn't recognize, a voice filled with vicissitudes: "Yiran, I'll take responsibility."

  An Yi's trembling body suddenly stiffened.

  The tail of April slipped away quietly, and May arrived with a loud bang. There are only one month and six days left before the college entrance examination.

  Even if Su Yisu was heartless, she started to get nervous. Her grades were so erratic that even she felt uncertain, and her class teacher had talked to her several times. Each time she came out of the office, looking at the petals of the three-cornered plum blossoms hanging down from the balcony, a inexplicable sadness welled up in her heart, and the tension before the exam became more intense.

  The evening self-study had ended a long time ago, and Su Yisuo had just walked out of the head teacher's office. The light from the classroom cast a pale glow on her face, which also fell on the triangular plum blossoms on the balcony. The teaching building was somewhat deserted, with only a dozen or so people sitting in each classroom, burying their heads in their books. As the college entrance examination approached, students like Su Yisuo, whose grades were neither high nor low and fluctuated, became less willing to stay in the classroom, although they were also anxious and uneasy like all examinees.

  "Ah!" Just then, a sudden shout came from behind her. Su Yisou turned around in a daze and saw Mo Zilin, whom she hadn't seen for some time, walking towards her.

  "Zi Lin? You're still in the classroom......" Su Yi Su sighed endlessly. She was still here because her class teacher had been tirelessly doing ideological work on her, not letting her leave. But Mo Zi Lin? Probably learned until now, the gap... the gap...

  Mozilin scratched his head awkwardly and replied: "I was just asked by the class teacher to have tea, and I was just let out."

  "Alright, I overestimated you. Su Yisu couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, silently scolding herself before asking: "What have you done now?"

  "What's with the 'again'? I was just... Ah, never mind, it's hard to explain. Huh? You're not leaving either, huh, you're really diligent, learning until now."

  "Uh..." Su Yisu's face also showed a hint of embarrassment, "My grades were too poor, and I was even asked to have tea with the class teacher."

  "Hahaha......" Mozilin laughed unkindly, "So, this world is still quite fair to me. Look, the heavens are afraid I'll be lonely, so they brought you along too."

  Su Yisu stared at him speechlessly for a moment, "That's not the same, you're in trouble because of your own mistakes, while I'm just being called to console. My tea is much better than yours!"

  "Alas, I'm already so miserable, don't expose me anymore..."

  Su Yi smiled faintly and said, "Child, face reality."

  "Alright," Mozilin shrugged indifferently, he hadn't taken this matter to heart anyway. "These hard days, we've been attending classes in the same building for a long time but haven't seen each other often. I really miss our lives in high school, when we would stroll around streets and alleys together, how carefree."

  Su Yisu couldn't help but tease him, "After you graduate, no one will care how you spend your time."

  Mozie Lin looked at Su Yisou and smiled slyly, saying: "I guess, among all of us friends, the one who's most looking forward to graduation is you, right?"

  "Why?"

  "Because then you can end your long-distance relationship."

  Upon hearing this, Su Yisuo's ears suddenly turned red, and with a stubborn face, she laughed and scolded: "Good one, Mo Zilin, you're also making fun of me."

  "Sister Su, it seems you're still doing well. I thought you'd already drunk so much tea that your legs had gone soft and you were foaming at the mouth." Just then, Lin Wan's teasing voice came from afar at the staircase entrance. Su Yi Su and Mo Zi Lin both turned their heads to look at her, with the former asking in puzzlement: "Wan, you haven't left either?"

  Lin Wan slowly walked in front of them, with a fake smile: "I heard that you were summoned by the head teacher again, I was afraid your little heart couldn't take it, so I kindly stayed behind to call 120 for you."

  "Get out!" Su Yisu stretched out her hand and slapped Lin Wan's head with a loud slap.

  "Alright, let's go back, the classroom is about to turn off the lights." Mo Zilin smiled and timely stopped their quarrel.

  On the way back, Su Yisu received a call from Jiang Fengchen. Lin Wan quietly rolled her eyes and let go of Su Yisu's arm, quickening her pace as she walked away.

  Su Yisu smiled slyly as she gazed at Lin Wan's back, pressing the call button and saying cheerfully: "Chen, shouldn't this be your busiest time? How do you have time to call me?"