Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Goddess

  "Who's locking up tonight?" After evening self-study class was dismissed and seeing that only he and the school beauty were left in the classroom, Cheng A walked over to the school beauty and asked.

  He usually doesn't ask questions and leaves directly after class. I don't know if he did something wrong today, but he seemed a bit guilty and asked this question.

  "Lock yourself in!" The school flower then gathered her homework from her desk and left.

  "...let me lock and walk to the end!" said A in a low mutter

  "What did you say?" The school flower who had just walked to the door turned her head and stared at Cheng A.

  "Uh... nothing, I just said it's late and be careful on the road." God knows how lame this excuse is, their home is even closer than the dormitory, do you need to worry about it!

  "You don't even know how to give it!"

  Cheng A was prepared for the school beauty's sarcasm after saying that, but unexpectedly, the school beauty suddenly came up with this sentence, and he was stunned for a moment, unable to react for half a day.

  Seeing the school flower's cunning gaze, Cheng A happily obeyed.

  "Wait, I'll lock the door!"

  "Ah!" As expected, the school flower obediently hugged her book to her chest and stood quietly beside Cheng A as he locked the door.

  "Let's go!" He casually tossed the keys into his pocket and gave a cool wave to the school flower.

  Seeing Cheng A pretending to be nonchalant, the school flower followed behind him with a smile in her eyes.

  "Is what Yan Qian said today true?" As expected, she still asked this question.

  "Uh... fake!" Cheng A hastily denied it.

  "Haha! I can tell it's true!" The school flower smiled and said, but Cheng A turned his face to the side and couldn't see what expression was on her face.

  "How did you know?"

  "She said it herself."

  In an instant, the school flower's words stirred up a wave in Cheng A's heart, and she wondered what she meant by her own words. But when spoken from the school flower's mouth, it seemed to have changed flavor, and that ripple seemed to evolve into a shocking storm in the blink of an eye. Her emotions were as if she was thrilled to gain something, but then panicked at losing something important, with a feeling of being turned upside down.

  Cheng A made an effort to appear calm, wanting to see the school flower's expression clearly, but the school flower's peaceful face was as still as a ancient well, leaving him with nothing. They silently crossed the highway and arrived at her home, under the lamp light, the shadows of the two people were stretched very long, he could clearly see her swinging ponytail, even smell the faint lily fragrance on her body... But all this seemed to be disappearing with the night, his inner panic was intensifying, he wanted to reach out and grab the figure that was within arm's length, but she seemed so far away.

  He had long been accustomed to the nights when she locked the door, enjoying the quiet observation of her ponytail, and was used to the faint scent of lily on her body... It seemed that the loss was intensifying, and a hurried voice in his heart was calling him to grasp the vague emotions that were about to be lost.

  "I'm going up..." The school flower broke the silence first.

  In the dark of night, the two gazed at each other for a long time. Finally, he softly murmured "en" (a sound of affirmation), accompanied by an immense sense of loss in his heart. He knew that some things might be gone forever after tonight.

  Some things are not that we don't want to recall, but the gap of reality makes the entanglement in our heart within reach yet out of reach... Perhaps turning around and walking away is their best choice...

  "Will you send me home like this tonight in the future?" Just as A was about to turn around and leave dejectedly, the school flower's soft words made him overjoyed.

  "Hmm!" He turned around and saw the gaze of campus belle Xi Ji. Cheng A nodded affirmatively.

  "Let's make a bet!" The school beauty stretched out her slender fingers

  A faint chill in his fingertips made him feel that everything was so real, she was right by his side, the departure he had thought of was gradually moving away, leaving only the warmth of two hands hooked together.

  "Remember what you promised me." At that moment, under the orange-yellow streetlights on a moonlit night, the school beauty's face bloomed like a flower. The moonlight, the lamp light, and the smiling face of the school beauty all left a deep impression on his mind, unforgettable for this life, and will never be forgotten!

  "Hmm!" The screen freezes here, leaving a boy's resolute back view promising to a girl.

  Time seemed to slip away quietly with each stroke of the pen, and as May 4th approached, except for class time, A rarely saw the school flower's figure, even if he did see her, it was just her busy back, occasionally a fleeting glance left behind her smiling face, as if telling him about her mood, as long as you're happy, that's all, A said to her distant back.

  "Whoa! Brother, don't be like that? Your drool is about to flow out..." Seeing Cheng A staring at the school flower's departing back, his brother teased.

  "Get out!"

  During this time, Lao Biao and Xiao Ji played tricks to find trouble with Zhou Xiaoming, but they were all easily resolved by him. They made Xiao Ji and others discuss countermeasures in the dormitory every night until a certain chicken called, but the result seemed to be in vain.

  Zhou Xiaoming still does his own thing every day, occasionally appearing in front of, behind, and beside the excellent girl. Sometimes he feels that if it were an ordinary girl, she would have been moved to tears by now. After all, Zhou Xiaoming is also a handsome guy who plays basketball well. Unfortunately, the excellent girl is not an ordinary girl, so Zhou Xiaoming was destined for tragedy from the start!

  Seeing Zhou Xiaoming tease Shu Ye into covering her mouth and laughing, while the excellent student sitting next to him remained calm and composed, Cheng A couldn't help but feel sorry for Zhou Xiaoming. You've been talking for half a day, can't you just give a smile? But there was no smile, not even a glance. You're still so calm and collected... Cheng A felt sorry for himself, he believed Zhou Xiaoming must be feeling even more painful, but he admired his patience. This kind of scene had already repeated 10+N times since he came to this class and sat behind the excellent student, but it seemed like Zhou Xiaoming hadn't given up at all. Cheng A thought that this was what they meant by "as long as you work hard, iron can be ground into a needle", but it seemed like everything was also like "the king of Chu has a dream, but the goddess is heartless".

  Maybe she had been staring at Cheng A for too long, or maybe the excellent student writer was tired, anyway, she raised her head and saw that Cheng A was staring at her.

  Uh... He thought that if Zhou Xiaoming knew that the excellent girl had looked up because of his gaze, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood. A thousand words couldn't compare to her unintentional glance, could this be the legendary "charm of that one glance", unintentionally capturing a younger sister's heart. Thinking of this, Cheng A's face involuntarily floated with the signature evil smile of Stephen Chow from back in the day... a "despicable smile" that embodied lewdness, shamelessness, and self-satisfaction.

  Seeing Cheng A reveal this "ambiguous" smile to himself, the excellent girl's face quickly flushed with a red glow, and she lowered her head instantly... Cheng A thought that if Zhou Xiaoming went to the bathroom a little later, he would definitely be captivated by the excellent girl's half-covered face and enchanting demeanor.

  Seeing the excellent student girl blushing and lowering her head, Cheng A quickly withdrew his gaze and shouted to himself in his heart "Despicable! Despicable!" three times.