Chapter Eighteen: The True Rumor

  Wednesday afternoon, lunch break

  "Brother A, Brother A..."

  "What's wrong?" Cheng A was about to take a nap and was disturbed, so he glared at his deskmate Zhuang B with annoyance.

  "Let me tell you an absolutely true rumor!" said Zhuang B with a mysterious face.

  "He rolled his eyes and said, 'You've studied Chinese for over a decade and you still don't know the difference between absolute truth and rumors?!'"

  "Really! Don't you believe me? This concerns your lifelong happiness!" Zhuang B saw him roll his eyes and became anxious.

  "...If you can't come up with a good reason today, then just get down and let me practice properly!" A said, pointing to under the table.

  "...Zhuang B thought of being beaten and felt a chill run down his spine."

  Then in the next second, he nodded slightly towards the school flower with the corner of his mouth...

  "It's useless even if you're a school beauty, I won't go easy on you!" he said firmly.

  "Let you see the direction of the school flower" Zhuang B wiped his sweat

  "What's going on?" Cheng A asked curiously, seemingly very interested in everything about the school flower.

  "Guess!" Zhuang B really started showing off...

  "Oh... you want me to guess?" He clenched his not-so-impressive fist.

  "Hmm...not interesting at all!" Zhuang B retreated.

  "You're not the first person to say that." He didn't tell him that there was an old tab before him.

  "What's with you getting so close?" giving a cold stare at Zhuang B's yellow teeth.

  "How can such a confidential matter be let others hear!" Zhuang B said with a face "This news is first-hand, and this hand is still in his hand."

  "Go on!" A bit reluctantly, Cheng leaned in closer to him.

  He made preparations to listen carefully, but the other party didn't say a word and instead continued to gesture in one direction with the corner of his mouth.

  "Are you looking for a fight?" Cheng A said with a serious face without looking at the direction he was gesturing to.

  "Look at that..." Zhuang B got anxious

  "What's up?"

  "You won't know what you're going to see if you don't look!"

  "You don't say what you're looking at, I'll look at it."

  Zhuang B finally lost and wrote "Qifeng" on a piece of paper, then looked at Qifeng's seat.

  Cheng A followed his line of sight and looked at Qi Feng who was joking with the girl beside him, then turned back to look at Zhuang B in confusion.

  "Don't you understand yet?" Zhuang B's face was full of helplessness

  "What's going on?"

  "Can't you see what's going on between them?"

  "What can I understand by just looking at them?! Can't I tell if there's a relationship between people just by taking a glance?!"

  "That's right! It's those two who have a relationship." Zhuang B finally spoke out his true rumor.

  My mood suddenly fell, as if someone had snatched away my favorite childhood toy.

  Hearing Zhuang B's words, Cheng A's expression hesitated! Then he looked at the school flower's back with a complex expression.

  "After the first class in the morning, on my way to the toilet, I heard Pu Fang and Liu Na talking about 'Last night after self-study, Qi Feng personally handed a letter to the school flower.'"

  "Did she take it?"

  "Got it!"

  Cheng A's heart sank like falling into an icy cave...

  "But at first she was rejected by the school flower, and after Qi Feng stuffed it into her hands, he turned around and left."

  "This is so annoying..." A muttered under his breath.

  "Ah! What did you say?" Almost got heard by Boss B

  "It's nothing! You go on..."

  "What's going on?"

  "Continue from where you left off earlier!"

  "...is that all? Am I supposed to make something up? Like the guy who wrote 'My Story with the School Beauty' and 'Two Knives with a Smile', what a waste of time writing about school beauties, if it were me, I'd definitely write about harem or stud...who's going to write those boring, unpassionate, **less pure love stories?!"" Zhuang B had a "I'm Jin Yong, I'm Huang Yi" look on his face.

  Hearing Zhuang B's words, Cheng A's forehead began to sweat a row of black lines.

  "What you're saying is as if you saw Qi Feng giving the letter to the school beauty with your own eyes!" He was a bit skeptical about the authenticity of this matter, in fact, he hoped more that he said this thing was fabricated.

  "Have you noticed that the school flower is especially happy today."

  "Same as always!" He glanced at the school flower who was playing with Pu Fang.

  "You're on the inside and can't see it clearly, but I'm on the outside and can see it clearly!"

  "What did you say?" A black line reappeared on his forehead.

  "Nothing to say, nothing to say... Afraid of others knowing that you like someone else, how unmanly!" Seeing him change his expression, Zhuang B quickly changed the subject, and then whispered...

  Watching the school flower's happy back, thinking of what Zhuang B said to him at noon "true rumor", could it be that the school flower is really dating with Qi Feng?

  Thinking of this, I suddenly felt inexplicably downhearted, and then had a faint sense of jealousy towards Qifeng...

  Finally, it seems that they are a good match. They've been together for a semester, and although I don't have much to do with Qifeng, I've learned a lot about him from the other kids. Apart from his poor character, he's not bad in other aspects. His parents know mine, and they were classmates from elementary school to junior high...

  Hehe... can be considered as childhood sweethearts... As for myself, I have nothing... Laughing at myself, throwing these boring thoughts to the back of my mind...

  "Ouch!" A sharp pain shot through his head. He had been too engrossed in thought and bumped into the corner of a utility pole.

  "Hahaha..." The loud laughter came from behind, even the school flowers walking in front couldn't help but curiously turn their heads back.

  "Sister! When did this electricity pole get erected?" Covering her face with both hands... tears streaming down...