You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

In early June, the air in Lincheng was already filled with the sweltering heat of midsummer.

The cicadas on campus started chirping unusually loudly one day, as if reminding everyone that their three years of high school life were really coming to an end.

During the last class, the homeroom teacher, Mr. Li, pushed open the classroom door and walked in.

This was the only time Lao Li came to class without his books or lesson plan.

"Stop for a second, I have something to say."

Old Li stood on the podium, adjusted his glasses, glanced around at the students still buried in their studies, and cleared his throat.

"The school has announced that starting tomorrow, everyone will no longer need to come to school for classes."

"However, you need to come at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Our whole grade will gather in front of the teaching building to take graduation photos."

"The holiday officially begins this afternoon. Go home and study on your own to make final preparations for the college entrance examination."

As soon as he finished speaking, the classroom was silent for about two or three seconds.

Then--

"Huh?! Graduation photos are taken tomorrow?"

"Really?... It feels like it was just last week when we started high school..."

"Oh no, I still have two sets of practice papers to do. Will I make it in time if I waste this whole morning...?"

"Which is more important, the exam papers or the graduation photo, you idiot! This is a once-in-a-lifetime event! Besides, there are only two days left, so it doesn't really matter whether you do more or less practice, okay?"

The classroom erupted in chaos.

Many students put down their pens and gathered in twos and threes to start discussing the topic.

Some people are lamenting that three years of youth have passed in the blink of an eye, some are struggling with what expression to wear in front of the camera tomorrow, and a few girls have already huddled together to discuss whether or not to put on makeup tomorrow.

Jiang Che sat in the back row, resting his chin on his hand, listening to the surrounding discussions in a daze.

To be honest... he wasn't really that interested in taking photos.

It's not like we haven't filmed it before.

Moreover, he doesn't really like posing in front of the camera, and he always feels that things like smirking and shouting "cheese" are a bit silly.

But then again...

Jiang Che's gaze drifted forward unintentionally, landing on Su Qinghe's slender back.

If you're taking a picture with this person...

It doesn't seem to work either.

After school, the setting sun bathed every path on campus in a warm orange glow.

As usual, the two walked out of the school gate one after the other, and then turned into the path home.

After confirming that no one she knew was around, Su Qinghe naturally shifted her feet, shortening the distance between herself and Jiang Che.

Their hands seemed to be attached to each other like magnets; as soon as they got slightly close, they were automatically attracted to each other.

Their fingers were intertwined.

After walking for a while, Su Qinghe suddenly spoke.

"A-Che..."

"Um?"

"We're taking graduation photos tomorrow, what should we wear?"

Jiang Che thought for a moment, "I saw some videos of other people taking graduation photos online before, and they all seemed to be wearing school uniforms, right? We should all be wearing school uniforms too."

"Um……"

Su Qinghe gave a muffled reply and then fell silent.

But Jiang Che clearly sensed that her pace had slowed down compared to before.

What's wrong?

Unhappy?

Jiang Che turned his head and glanced at her. The little girl had her head down, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes. She was well-behaved but unusually silent.

He opened his mouth, intending to ask her what was wrong.

But Su Qinghe quickly returned to normal, taking the initiative to change the subject and talking about some gossip she had heard at school recently.

Seeing this, Jiang Che didn't think much of it anymore.

Perhaps she's just a little disappointed about wearing a school uniform?

After all, she's a girl, and who wouldn't want to dress up nicely on such a memorable day?

……

After returning home, the two sat down at their desks as usual and started working on practice problems.

Su Qinghe sat to his left, the soft light from the lamp shining on her fingers as she flipped through the exam paper, making her hands appear as white and slender as porcelain.

Everything was the same as usual.

Apart from--

"I'll go get a glass of water."

Su Qinghe put down her pen and stood up.

Jiang Che hummed in agreement, his eyes remaining fixed on the test paper.

About four or five minutes later, Su Qinghe returned with the cup.

Sit down and continue working on the problems.

Not long after.

"Ah Che, I... need to use the restroom."

"Go."

Su Qinghe got up and left.

This time it took a little longer, about six or seven minutes, before I came back.

Sit down, open the paper, and pick up your pen.

Then less than twenty minutes later...

"Um... I'll go get another glass of water..."

"..."

Jiang Che finally looked up from the sea of ​​questions and glanced at the cup in Su Qinghe's hand, which still had more than half a cup of water left. His gaze swept back and forth between her and the cup twice.

"Aren't you drinking a little too much water today?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghe froze for a moment, then casually picked up the cup and swirled it around.

"No... I'm just a little thirsty."

"It's hot, so drinking more water is good for your health."

After saying that, she lowered her head and walked out of the room in a slightly hurried manner.

Jiang Che stared at her departing figure, feeling that something was amiss.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on what the problem was...

Never mind, I guess he's just tired of studying and wants to go for a walk.

He didn't take it too seriously and continued to look down at the science exam paper in front of him.

What he didn't know was that Su Qinghe hadn't gone to the kitchen at that moment.

She tiptoed into her room next door, carefully closed the door behind her, and then pulled a neatly folded paper bag from deep inside the wardrobe.

The paper bag contained an outfit she had secretly bought online a few days ago without telling Jiang Che.

The girl held the clothes up to herself in front of the mirror again and again, tilting her head and staring at them for a long time with a troubled expression.

She pursed her lips again and again, but in the end she couldn't resist and changed her clothes.

It went around in circles.

It went around in circles again.

Then I stood on tiptoe, trying to see my full reflection in the full-length mirror.

The girl in the mirror was wearing a light blue floral print short skirt with a thin white belt tied around her waist. The hem of the skirt just touched slightly above her knees.

She wore a cream-colored thin knitted cardigan over it, with the collar slightly open, revealing the clean and beautiful lines of her collarbone.

Pure, youthful, and radiant.

Su Qinghe looked at herself in the mirror, and her heart suddenly started beating faster.

She imagined herself standing next to Jiang Che dressed like this tomorrow...

Ah Che...do you think it looks good?

The girl's cheeks flushed involuntarily.

She quickly took off her clothes, carefully folded them, stuffed them back into the paper bag, and hid them in the deepest part of the closet.

Then, picking up her water glass and pretending nothing had happened, she walked back to Jiang Che's room.