This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

Chapter 187 Back-to-back Hug

The bell signaling the end of evening self-study slowly faded away in the teaching building.

Chen Shi'an waited in the corridor on the first floor, eating half a piece of coconut candy, his eyes fixed on the bustling figures descending the stairs.

Before long, he saw the familiar, pretty figure coming down the stairs.

Wen Zhixia always had a magical charm; no matter when Chen Shi'an saw her, a faint smile would inexplicably appear on his lips.

The girl looked exhausted, rubbing her waist every few steps, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and the corners of her mouth turned down in a wronged smile, like a tired little kitten.

Fortunately, when she saw him, she seemed to have regained some energy. Her steps became lighter, and she almost skipped down two steps until she jogged up to him, her backpack swaying.

"Taoist priest--"

Listen to it, even when you call him, the tone is drawn out like an old woman's.

"What's wrong? Why is Little Cicada so slow today?"

"Ugh... My back, legs, and arms are all sore, I can't walk anymore."

"How did you play ball?"

"...From studying!"

Chen Shi'an couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's stubbornness.

Wen Zhixia was annoyed and raised her little hand to hit him twice.

Give me your backpack.

"No need, you're already so tired, I'll take it."

"Give it to me!"

Chen Shi'an couldn't persuade her otherwise, and seeing that she wanted to do it herself again, he had no choice but to take the backpack off and give it to her.

Wen Zhixia held his backpack in her arms and chattered with him as they walked.

"Taoist priest, what are you eating?"

"Do you want some coconut candy?"

"I want!"

Chen Shi'an then reached out and took out a coconut candy from the backpack in her arms, and handed it to her.

"Here——"

"I have no hands!"

"..."

The girl with two arms was complaining that she had no hands, so Chen Shi'an had no choice but to help her peel off the candy coating, and half of the candy was squeezed out of the coating.

Wen Zhixia had already opened her mouth happily, and Chen Shi'an handed her the candy, which she snatched away in one bite.

"Hmm, it tastes pretty good. When did you buy it, Taoist priest?"

"These are local specialties that our class monitor brought back from his trip to the South China Sea."

"..."

Wen Zhixia suddenly felt that the candy tasted just average.

But thinking about it, the ice spirit had specially brought this specialty to the stinky Taoist priest, and in the end, she gave it to him, which made the girl feel somewhat relieved.

"Taoist priest, do you have any way to relieve muscle soreness?"

"Go back and take a hot shower, or get a massage. Where does it hurt?"

"My back is killing me from doing sit-ups."

"Let's see if you'll gamble again next time."

"It wasn't me who bet with her, okay? Besides... who knows who will win next time... Taoist priest, who do you think will win next time?"

"……Forehead."

"You said."

Wen Zhixia reached out and pinched his waist.

"...I think Little Cicada has a very good chance of winning, so I guess you'll win."

Wen Zhixia's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Then let's make a bet. If I beat your class monitor next time, you have to promise me one thing. If I lose, I'll promise you one thing too!"

"I don't bet."

"You bet, you bet with me."

"I don't bet."

"You do not dare!"

"I can not."

"you dare!"

"I wouldn't dare."

Wen Zhixia was furious and butted at him like a bull.

"Hey, didn't you say your back and legs were sore and weak? How come you still have so much energy?"

"Then, Taoist priest, could you give me a massage? Aren't you good at massage?"

"Okay, where should I pinch? Is your back sore?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then you stand still."

After passing the bustling teaching building area, there were hardly any people on the school road. In the dim night, accompanied by the cool autumn wind, Wen Zhixia stood obediently without moving.

The girl was both nervous and expectant; instead of relaxing, the muscles in her waist tensed up.

She had her own schoolbag on her back and was holding Chen Shi'an's schoolbag in front of her, so Chen Shi'an had to stand behind her and reach out to her sides.

He pressed his palm down through the fabric of her school uniform until he felt the resilient, rebounding force, and then he was surprised to realize how slender the girl's waist was.

Before he could even touch her with his fingers, Wen Zhixia couldn't take it anymore. She giggled and twisted around like a jumping shrimp, her pretty face turning bright red.

"What are you doing?"

"itch!"

"Are you going to keep pinching me?"

"I do not want it!"

"You're so ticklish?"

"And you're the one who's talking about me, when you're clearly scared yourself."

Wen Zhixia stopped him from pinching her. She put Chen Shi'an's backpack strap through her arm and slung it in front of her, freeing up her hands. Instead, she went around behind Chen Shi'an and reached out her wicked little hand to tickle his ticklish spot.

Chen Shi'an wasn't as sensitive as her, but she was much more tolerant and managed to keep quiet.

Seeing that the stinky Taoist priest wouldn't back down, Wen Zhixia got even more excited and used all her tricks to tickle him until he couldn't take it anymore.

Suddenly, her little hand reached under Chen Shi'an's clothes.

When he felt those soft, warm hands touch the skin on his waist, Chen Shi'an finally couldn't hold back and exclaimed, "What are you doing?!"

"Hahaha... Scared now?"

"Don't make trouble."

"You said you were scared!"

Chen Shi'an had no choice but to run away.

Wen Zhixia wasn't about to let him go. She tightened the backpack strap on her shoulder and chased after him with a grin...

They joked and played around all the way until they reached the bicycle shed.

While Chen Shi'an was pushing his bicycle, the naughty girl finally tickled his ticklish spot to her heart's content.

Chen Shi'an looked helpless and had no choice but to let her have her way.

Wen Zhixia was quite pleased with herself, and felt a little sweet inside. After all, besides her parents, only Chen Shi'an spoiled her like this.

When the playful banter subsided, the girl blushed slightly, wondering what had gotten into her... how could she have been so bold and unrestrained...

“Xiaoyan and I are like this all the time,” Wen Zhixia suddenly said out of the blue.

Chen Shi'an glanced at her.

"Okay, then I'll tickle you like that next time too."

"...You can't!"

"You scratched me like that too."

"That's how it is between friends!"

"Can't I scratch you?"

"Because I'm ticklish! You said yourself you're not ticklish!"

"..."

Little Cicada's verbal skills were indeed impressive; Chen Shi'an stopped arguing with her about her fallacies.

During the weekdays, the only time I could spend with Chen Shi'an was when we went to school, ate meals, played ball in the evening, and after school.

Without a doubt, the time Wen Zhixia spent with him after school was her favorite time. After all, she could not only be with him, but also walk home in the hazy night without the pressure of studying.

Ice Cube Spirit can occasionally occupy other time slots, but during this time, Wen Zhixia considers it her exclusive domain and absolutely forbids anyone from occupying it.

Outside the school gate, Chen Shi'an straddled the bicycle, holding the handlebars with both hands and supporting himself with his feet on the ground.

"Get in the car."

"Taoist priest, please hold this bag for me."

Chen Shi'an turned around and saw the girl take off her schoolbag from behind her back and hand it to him.

"what?"

"I'm going to try a different way of sitting in the car tonight."

"?"

Just as she was wondering, Wen Zhixia had already straddled the back of the bicycle, but not sitting facing forward, nor sitting sideways as usual, but sitting facing backward.

"You've made such a fuss over a simple car ride?"

"Hehe, this is more fun!"

"Then just give me my bag."

"No, I'm a man of my word. I'll carry your bag, and you carry mine."

"...How am I at a loss? Your backpack is much heavier than mine."

"hurry up."

Chen Shi'an had no choice but to carry her schoolbag on her back.

"Turn your back to me, you're pressing against me—"

Once Chen Shi'an hung her backpack in front of her, the girl was finally satisfied.

She sat backwards on the back seat, gripping the frame with both hands, and then her soft back leaned back comfortably until her entire back was pressed against Chen Shi'an's back.

Their backs were pressed tightly together, and Wen Zhixia felt extremely warm and reliable behind her.

Whenever the Taoist priest spoke, she could easily feel the vibrations emanating from the resonance of his chest.

"Sit tight?"

"Okay, go ahead and ride, but ride slowly."

"Just don't fall in a bit."

That's why I told you to ride slower.

The wheels rolled across the road, and the street scenes on both sides of the street receded in the girl's eyes under the night. She could not see Chen Shi'an's face, but she knew his existence with absolute certainty. Even the sound of his voice seemed to have a shape. The warm vibration from his back made her heart tremble.

"Taoist priest."

"Ok?"

"Do you know what song suddenly came to mind?"

"What song is it?"

Have you heard JJ Lin's song "Back to Back Hug"?

"No, is it nice?"

"It sounds nice!"

"Can you sing?"

"I will."

"Sing a couple of lines for me. Didn't you say before that you sing very well?"

"You want me to sing for you? Dream on."

"Not singing?"

"I won't sing~"

"Okay, I was also saying I wanted to hear the cicadas sing. We have the most cicadas on our mountain. They chirp and sing all summer long."

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhixia tilted her head back and bumped him with the back of her head.

"I'm not that kind of cicada!"

Which one are you?

"You're the one who gave me the nickname, so only you would call me that. How would I know what you think it is?"

"I think it's just that it creaks and groans every summer."

"Get out!"

The girl's annoyed tone was like a stretched cotton thread, making Chen Shi'an laugh.

As we leisurely rode along, the atmosphere fell silent for several seconds. Suddenly, a sweet and gentle singing voice rang out from the back seat of the bicycle.

[I can never quite articulate my thoughts clearly—]
How can this be made clear?
[Every word and phrase is like a trap—]
……

[We hugged back to back—]
[Abusing silence to roar—]
Chen Shi'an blinked, looking somewhat surprised.

This is the first time I've heard Xiaozhi sing in all the time I've known her.

When the girl sang, the vibrations of her chest resonance were also transmitted to his back through her slender back. Chen Shi'an could even clearly feel the rhythm of her every word and every breath.

Unlike Li Wanyin's gentle voice, Wen Zhixia's voice is sweeter, yet she still sings very well.

Chen Shi'an didn't disturb him, but listened quietly.

Wen Zhixia, on the other hand, lost her confidence while singing and stopped. She then bumped him with the back of her head.

"Hey!"

"...Why did you stop singing?"

"You...you're not even giving me any response!"

"I'm listening carefully."

"Does it sound good...?"

"It sounds nice."

"not enough!"

"It's so beautiful! I never knew Xiao Zhile could sing so well. Her voice is so sweet. I was completely mesmerized."

"real or fake?"