Wei Xingyun VS Zhuo Er

  The winter vacation of the third year of high school is almost negligible compared to the long summer vacation that followed. Every family was still visiting relatives and friends, and there were still uncleaned red firework residues in the community, we had to carry back books that hadn't been flipped through much to school.

  And this was also the first time I hadn't seen Zhuo'er for an entire holiday since getting to know him. He had already started getting involved in his father's business and spent the whole winter break busy with work outside, and the busier they were during such holidays, the less it was a time for them to rest.

  Xia Bing insisted that my thoughts of Zhuo Er came from the thick red envelope he gave me every year. I looked at him with disdain: "Comrade Xia Bing, can't you reserve a little beautiful trust in human nature?"

  Xia Bing shook her head and replied honestly: "Since I became a journalist, I quit."

  I sympathetically looked at him: "Don't flatter yourself, it's just an internship."

  I suddenly became curious, leaned in, and with great effort, I wrapped my arms around Xia Bing: "Ask you a serious question, if one day you find out that Zhuoer did something bad, would you uphold justice or be loyal to your friend?"

  "It's okay!" Xia Bingyi said with a straight face. "Worst case, he'll just beat me up, but I know he won't kill me."

  I finally started believing that Xia Bing and Zhuo Er... are true love.

  Fortunately, until I die, they have never performed such an eight o'clock show between them, and hopefully they won't in the future either.

  Zhuo'er hadn't forgotten me after all; on the third day of the new year, early in the morning, someone knocked on my door.

  I shuffled over in my slippers and opened the door, when a bright sunflower burst into my line of sight.

  I asked in surprise: "Given to me?"

  The person who brought the flowers smiled warmly: "These are the fresh flowers ordered by Mr. Zhuoer for Miss Xia Miomi."

  I let out a cheer and covered my burning face, "It's me."

  After signing for the sunflower, I couldn't wait for my parents' inquiry and rushed to the phone, dialed Zhuoer's number.

  It seems like they were prepared on the other end, the phone only rang twice before being picked up, "Hello, Mengmeng?"

  "Zhuo Gege, thank you for the flowers, I'm so happy!" I said loudly.

  "Zhuo'er paused for a moment before saying: 'Mengmeng, be happy if you want to, but don't have to say it so loudly.'"

  I stuck out my tongue and then excitedly said: "Gege Zhuer, I've never received flowers during the New Year before."

  Zhuo'er smiled lightly and asked, "Do you like it?"

  "Uh-huh!" I nodded vigorously.

  "Meng Meng, if you nod, I won't be able to see it."

  I chuckled twice, "Haha, I like it, super duper like it in the universe."

  The old mother beside her sighed: "This silly child."

  Actually, now that I think about it, the first romance in my life was all given by Zhuo Er.

  From the first time we met, he has always been unconditionally good to me, taking care of me, caring about me, and fulfilling all my small wishes.

  It's probably because he was too good to me, so I never had any doubts and just accepted it naturally.

  The atmosphere of Grade 3 is very heavy, the air of Grade 3 is very cold, and the sky of Grade 3 is full of dark clouds.

  This is a sigh made by Yang Can and me one week after the start of the second semester of senior high school.

  People outside the wall are still celebrating the New Year, while we inside the wall have fallen into a more tense atmosphere. We no longer do physical exercises during class breaks, our lunchtime is earlier than that of first and second graders, teachers lecture less and less, exams become more and more frequent, Yang Chan said goodbye to Sports Weekly thoroughly, and I also walk out of the classroom less and less often during recess.

  I used to think that I would never become a person who focuses solely on studying, but as the countdown of days in front of the classroom gets shorter and shorter, I have a feeling of being drifted along by the tide.

  My foundation is not good, because I am not diligent enough. In the past, I could still rely on a little cleverness, but being in a key class always gives me a feeling of being overwhelmed, and I feel that my foundation is too thin.

  The mock exam at the beginning of school, Wei Xingyun still maintained his position in the top five of the grade, Li Xue was within the top twenty of the grade, and I didn't even make it into the top twenty of our class.

  Although Yang Cai repeatedly comforted me, saying that it was because I had a too relaxing winter break and couldn't find the feeling for a while, I still felt that the gloom above my head seemed to be pressing down on me even more.

  I fell into a vicious cycle: poor grades made me feel bad, feeling bad made me tired of learning, and being tired of learning made my grades even worse... Even when I saw Wei Xingyun, I couldn't regain that "tingling" feeling from before. On the contrary, I started to feel afraid of seeing him. As soon as I saw him, I would uncontrollably fall into despair. So, even if we happened to run into each other on the way home from school, I would pretend not to see him and quickly escape with a knot in my heart, like a startled bird.

  It was after school one day when I saw Zhuo'er again.

  I walked alone, carrying a backpack and hanging my head, silently walking out of the campus. I had only taken a few steps when someone blocked my way.

  The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of slender and straight legs, I felt a sudden movement in my heart, and I quickly lifted my head up, excitedly calling out: "Gege Zhuo'er!"

  Zhuo Er, dressed in a black suit, was smiling at me.

  I've never seen him dressed so formally, as if he's suddenly become much more mature and stable, his face also has some more angular features, although it still looks good, but somehow feels strange, making people can't help but want to laugh.

  I was laughing so hard I was about to suffocate when Zhuo'er patted me on the shoulder: "Silly girl, what are you thinking?"

  I scratched my head: "Zhuo Er brother, how did you come?"

  "Come see you ah, Mengmeng, long time no see, you've grown taller."

  "Really?" I rubbed the top of my head gleefully, "I just feel like after passing the new year, I've gained a circle of fat, maybe it's because the fat is too thick and piled up to the top of my head!"

  Zhuo'er smiled and patted my head: "Let's go, to 928, your brother is still waiting for you, he's cold and doesn't want to come over."

  I hesitated: "It's so late, I still have school tomorrow..."

  "Go sit for a while, Xia Bing has already called you, Xiao Du has been simmering a pot of seafood congee over there, specially waiting for you to go and drink." Zhuo Er stared at me with piercing eyes.

  My eyes lit up and I nodded repeatedly, following Zhuo'er to the other side of the street. Since both Dad and Mom had agreed, what else did I have to hesitate about?

  "Xia Miangmiang," a strangely familiar voice called out from behind me.

  I turned around extremely unnaturally, and indeed it was Wei Xingyun.

  He looked at me with great disapproval: "It's so late, aren't you going home?"

  I dryly laughed twice: "Go back, I'll be right back."

  "What are you going to do now?"

  "I..."

  Before I could respond, Zhuo suddenly pulled up my hand, apparently not wanting me to say more to him: "Mengmeng, let's go."

  Wei Xingyun nodded vaguely, and was about to follow Zhuo'er when he took two steps forward, grabbed my arm, and stared at me with his eyes wide open. "Xia Mi Mi, there's still early self-study tomorrow."

  "I knew it!" I found it strange that he was suddenly so insistent on doing something.

  The place where we stood was not far from the school, and there were scattered classmates passing by, all curiously turning their heads to look at us. I was suddenly embarrassed, wanting to pull my arm back, but Wei Xingyun's grip was too tight, and for a moment, I couldn't pull it out.

  "Hey, Weixingyun, what's going on with you?" I asked somewhat awkwardly.

  Almost at the same time, Zhuo cut off Wei Xingyun's wrist with a quick hand and pushed him away. I shouted, and Zhuo had already pulled me to his side, fiercely spitting out a word: "Get out."

  I've never seen Zuo so fierce, the warm and gentle youth suddenly transformed into a swift and deadly kung fu master, exuding an aura of killing intent. I subconsciously tightened my grip on his arm, afraid he would make another big move.

  Wei Xingyun's hand grasped his wrist in pain, his eyes still staring tightly at me, gritting his teeth: "Xia Mi Mi."

  I almost cried out: "Wei Xingyun, are you okay?"

  He took two steps forward again, wanting to pull me over, but didn't even touch me, and was grabbed by Zhuo'er's collar, "Do you dare to touch her?"

  "Why not?" Wei Xingyun grasped his arm with both hands, "Are you going to hit me? If you dare to hit me, I'll call security."

  "Security," Zhuo Er sneered, "beating you is just beating you, reporting to the police won't work!"

  Wei Xingyun suddenly straightened his body, his eyes fixed on Zhuo Er: "You want to fight, okay."

  Under the dim light, a young man wearing a white T-shirt, with a stubborn expression, stared tightly at the well-dressed youth in front of him, refusing to leave.

  For a moment, I was somewhat dazed and couldn't tell whether the scene in front of me was real or an illusion.

  In just an instant, Zhuo Er had already swung his fist over.

  Wei Xingyun narrowly dodged and counterattacked with a punch of his own.

  Zhuo dodged him with a quick turn and turned back to hit him.

  "Stop! Stop!" I shouted as I rushed between the two of them.

  "Xia Mi Mi!"

  "Wonderful!"

  Zhuo Er didn't have time to retract his fist, and the two of them almost simultaneously let out a cry of surprise. The next second, I was pulled into someone's arms with great force. Immediately after, he turned his body around, letting out a muffled groan as he forcibly took Zhuo Er's punch for me.

  The fragrance of osmanthus in the autumn air has a slightly bitter almond flavor.

  "Guardian Yun, how are you?" I exclaimed.

  "Are you okay? Didn't hurt you, did I?" Zuo Er immediately pulled me out of his arms.

  I didn't bother to reason with him and continued to ask: "Wei Xingyun, where are you hurt? Is it very painful?"

  Wei Hangyun stood up straight and waved his hand, "Nothing's wrong."

  Zhuo'er silently stared at Wei Xingyun, her eyes sharp and piercing, almost as if she wanted to see through him.

  I tugged at his arm anxiously: "Zhuoer brother, I won't be able to make it today. Can you help me thank Little Du sister? I'll head back home first."

  Zhuo'er's eyes were still fixed on Wei Xingyun as he said, "Alright then, I'll send you back."

  "Uh..." I hesitated for a moment, sneaking a glance at Wei Xingyun, and finally made up my mind, saying in a low voice, "No need, I think I'll walk home myself."

  It was as if a century had passed when Zhuo finally spoke: "Mengmeng."

  "Huh?" I replied tensely.

  "Call me when you get home."

  "Okay, okay, Zuo Er Ge Ge goodbye." I waved at him and ran over to pull Wei Xingyun away.

  I walked a long way before I quietly turned back, and Zhuo'er was still standing alone under the lamplight, silently watching us.

  I took a look at the calm profile of the bodyguard walking beside me, gritted my teeth and finally steeled myself, quickening my pace.

  After walking for a long time, I suddenly realized that I had been holding onto Wei Xingyun's arm all along without letting go, and he seemed to be unaware of it too, remaining silent the entire time.

  I slightly felt embarrassed and tried to inconspicuously withdraw my hand.

  "Wei Xingyun, are you hurt? Let me take a look."

  "No, don't need to."

  "What's wrong with you today? He is a good friend of my brother's, no malice intended."

  "It's too late, you shouldn't go out with him."

  "Uh... actually I don't know how, but Gege Zuo is a good person, and besides, my brother is also there."

  "Is he the one you said you really liked?"

  "Uh..."

  "Sorry, I ruined your date."

  I was pondering why this sentence sounded so familiar, and after thinking about it for half a day, I suddenly remembered that the male lead in that Korean drama my mom is currently obsessed with said exactly this when he was jealous.

  I suddenly became delighted and asked with a smile: "Wei Xingyun, are you unhappy about something?"

  "You're overthinking."

  "Hey hey hey, are you in a lot of pain? Your face is all cramped up!"

  "It doesn't hurt." Wei Xingyun gritted his teeth and spat out two words.

  "Hey, didn't you take a wrong turn? Your home isn't in that direction, is it?"

  "See you home."

  It was actually the first time Wei Xingyun sent me home.

  In my memory, that day, I overcame the previous avoidance psychology of Wei Xingyun, and the words became exceptionally many. Wei Xingyun actually listened to them all, honestly answering each of my questions.

  Finally, when we walked to the entrance of my residential area, I asked him: "Wei Xingyun, why are you suddenly so concerned about me?"

  "It's too late, girls shouldn't casually go off with others, if it were Li Xue I would also do the same."

  I was suddenly petrified.

  Wei Xingyun, you said Wang Guihua, Tang Juhua and Liu Molihua have all succeeded, why do you have to use Li Xue as an example? ???????

  The next day, our relationship seemed unchanged.

  Yes, nothing has changed.

  I really like Zhuo Er~~~~~

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