He transmigrated into the body of the school heartthrob's spoiled ex-girlfriend, and he insiste

twenty minutes.

Precisely to the second.

Two bright headlights pierced the darkness of the villa area.

A black sedan slowly drove up and stopped under the streetlight.

Wen Ning lifted her skirt and ran over quickly, like a bird that had just escaped from its cage.

It's a Volkswagen.

It looks like a Passat.

It was very low-key, even standing out somewhat from the surrounding affluent neighborhood filled with Porsches and Bentleys.

However, the car body has smooth lines, and the paint has a thick texture under the light.

Those who know cars will recognize this as a Volkswagen Phaeton.

A low-key top-of-the-line model, a luxury car worth millions.

Of course, Wen Ning didn't understand.

She felt that Jiang Ci was a real "potential stock" because he could afford a car in the early stages of his business, even though it was a Volkswagen, it was still better than taking the bus.

The car window rolled down.

Jiang Ci's face, which appeared even colder in the night, was revealed.

"Get in the car."

He was concise and to the point.

Wen Ning opened the passenger door and got in.

The car's heater was on full blast.

It isolated me from the cold wind outside and that oppressive home.

Jiang Ci wasn't wearing his signature white shirt tonight.

He changed into a black hooded sweatshirt with a denim jacket over it.

He wasn't wearing glasses.

Her hair was a bit messy, like she had just scratched it.

He's lost some of his usual aloof and unapproachable academic genius demeanor, and gained more of a youthful arrogance and carefree attitude.

"Where to?"

He turned his head to look at her.

His hand rested casually on the steering wheel.

Wen Ning fastened his seatbelt and nestled into his seat.

"Whatever. As long as it's not school or home."

Jiang Ci remained silent.

He turned the steering wheel, and the car silently glided into the night.

……

Twenty minutes later.

The car was parked at the riverside park under the cross-river bridge.

This is not a busy downtown area.

In the dead of night, only the sound of the river lapping against the bank and the occasional sound of cars speeding by on the bridge in the distance could be heard.

The two got out of the car.

I walked slowly along the stone steps by the river.

The river wind is strong.

The damp air made Wen Ning's long hair fly wildly.

The hem of her skirt fluttered in the wind.

"Give."

Jiang Ci handed over a bottle of soda water.

The bottle cap has been unscrewed.

Wen Ning took it and drank a small sip.

The bubbles burst on the tip of my tongue, taking away some of the stuffiness in my chest.

"Unhappy at home?"

Jiang Ci suddenly spoke.

He walked slowly beside her, his hands in his sweatshirt pockets.

Wen Ning looked at the dark river surface and nodded.

"Um."

"They're so annoying."

"Make me do things I don't like, and see people I don't like."

This was the first time she hadn't used that affected tone when speaking to Jiang Ci.

The voice was soft, carrying a hint of genuine weariness.

Jiang Ci stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, his back to the river, and looked at her.

"Then just ignore them."

His voice was carried on the wind, making it somewhat indistinct, yet it was very firm.

"If you don't like it, don't do it. If you don't want to see someone, don't see them."

Wen Ning gave a wry smile.

"It's not that easy."

"I eat their food, I live in their houses, so I have to obey them."

Jiang Ci looked at her lowered eyes.

The streetlights cast a long shadow over her, making her appear somewhat lonely.

He didn't say anything grand like "I'll take care of you."

He's not qualified yet.

He simply moved silently to the side.

He was positioned upwind of her.

The river breeze that had been stinging Wen Ning's face subsided considerably in an instant.

Most of it was blocked by his broad back.

Wen Ning was taken aback.

She looked up.

Seeing Jiang Ci's slightly disheveled black hair and the Adam's apple peeking out from his hoodie collar.

He didn't look at her.

Instead, they gazed at the lights on the opposite bank of the river in the distance.

His expression was indifferent.

But that gesture of blocking the wind seemed so natural, almost instinctive.

Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

There are no systemic tasks.

There was no specific strategy guide.

There weren't even any sweet words.

It was just a silent figure standing there.

But it gave her a long-lost sense of security on this cold night.

original.

Jiang, the school heartthrob, always had a cold face and rarely paid attention to anyone.

Deep down, she is an extremely gentle person.

"Jiang Ci."

She called out.

"Um?"

He turned around.

Wen Ning looked into his eyes.

Those eyes reflected the lights along the riverbank, and her tiny self.

"Thank you."

she says.

"Thank you for picking me up tonight."

Jiang Ci's gaze lingered on her face for two seconds.

He then looked away and awkwardly pulled down the hood of his sweatshirt.

"On the way."

A clumsy lie.

University A is located in the west of the city, while the villa area is in the east.

I took a roundabout route through half the city.

Wen Ning did not expose him.

She smiled, her eyes crinkling.

This time, the smile didn't reach his eyes; he was genuinely happy.

On the way back to school.

Soft, soothing music was playing in the carriage.

Wen Ning leaned back in her chair and unknowingly fell asleep.

When she woke up, the car was already parked downstairs in front of the art college dormitory.

Jiang Ci did not wake her up.

The car was turned off, with only the instrument panel emitting a faint light.

He was sitting sideways, looking at his phone.

The light from the screen illuminated his profile, softening his features.

Seeing that she moved, Jiang Ci put away his phone.

"woke up?"

Wen Ning rubbed her eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.

"How long have we been here?"

"Just arrived."

Jiang Ci unlocked the door.

Wen Ning unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the car door.

A night breeze blew in, making it a bit chilly.

"Wen Ning".

Just as she stepped out of the car, she heard his voice behind her.

Wen Ning turned around.

Jiang Ci's hands rested on the steering wheel, his fingertips tapping lightly.

He looked ahead, not at her.

The sound was low, yet very clear.

"If you don't want to go home next time, you can tell me."

No matter how late

Wen Ning tightened her grip on the car door.

My heart felt like it had been gently bumped by something.

It tastes sour and makes me feel bloated.

She looked at the boy in the darkness.

He nodded vigorously.

"it is good."

Goodnight, Jiang Ci.

"Good night."

I watched Wen Ning run into the dormitory building until the light in that window came on.

Jiang Ci then restarted the car.

The black Phaeton glided into the night.