Reborn to prepare for the college entrance exam, you're letting me retire and make a comeback?

"Lu Qian is a student at our school. How can I compare him to those suitors, or even think they are inferior to him?"

"Oh my god! I must be so scared I'm confused!"

Wen Wan was so ashamed of her own wild thoughts that she wanted to disappear.

The suitor's identity and spouse are actually about 50% similar, and the fact that she is now thinking about Lu Qian in that way means that she has developed feelings for this younger brother.

How could she possibly think of a younger brother who is so much younger than her in that way? That's just too monstrous!

She's still a high school student, how can you be such a pretentious old man trying to seduce a young girl...

Just as she was lost in thought, Lu Qian happened to pick up a slice of apple and put it to her lips.

"Teacher Wen, would you like another one?"

Wen Wan was feeling uneasy and subconsciously opened her mouth to take it.

Because I panicked for a moment, I missed the call.

"oops!"

The thin slice of apple fell through the air and landed squarely on her thigh beneath her robe.

Her snow-white skin glowed with a warm, lustrous sheen under the lamplight. The soft silk fabric of her robe barely covered the top of her thighs, revealing her shapely and slender legs.

At this moment, the juicy apple slice lay quietly just above the knee, its juice slightly soaking into the fair skin, making the skin even more alluring.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!"

Wen Wan and Lu Qian apologized almost simultaneously.

But Lu Qian acted even faster.

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Wen! I didn't hold it properly!"

His body instinctively bent over.

My gaze inevitably swept over that alluring expanse of snow-white.

My heart skipped a beat.

Then, he naturally stretched out his fingers, and his fingertips gently touched that smooth skin.

He gently picked up the apple slice.

"Wow, this is so smooth..."

The warmth from his fingertips stirred Lu Qian's heart.

The feel of this music-inspired skin is really great.

His face exuded an aura of righteous indignation.

On the other side, Wen Wan trembled slightly at the touch of Lu Qian's fingertips, a tingling sensation spreading from the place where she was touched.

"Hmm... Did Lu Qian... take advantage of me?"

"No, no, he's just a high school student. I must be overthinking it. It was just an accident!"

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and seeing Lu Qian's serious expression, which seemed to be purely for handling an accident, she realized she had been overthinking it.

He quickly waved his hand, "It's okay, I didn't catch it myself. Throw it away, it's dirty..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Qian had already stuffed the apple slice he had just picked up from her lap into his own mouth.

"???"

Wen Wan's beautiful eyes widened instantly, and she exclaimed, "Lu Qian, what are you doing? It's already fallen on my lap, it's not clean... How could you eat it?"

"Oh? I don't mind."

Lu Qian chewed on his apple, looking completely nonchalant: "It would be such a waste to throw it away. The apple slices didn't fall on the ground, and besides, Teacher Wen, your legs are so clean, what's wrong with eating them?"

His eyes were clear and open, as if he were talking about something perfectly normal.

Of course I have to eat it! These apple slices are so white and long, they look so tempting, how can I not eat them?

You must try it.

"you!"

Wen Wan was speechless at his self-righteous answer. Watching him chew the apple with his cheeks puffed out, she felt both ashamed and annoyed, yet also inexplicably amused.

Finally, blushing, she glared at him and scolded, "You're such a bad student!"

There wasn't much genuine blame in her tone; instead, it carried a hint of coquettishness.

The emotional entanglements between boys and girls are like this; everything must be kept within a certain limit.

Lu Qian is doing a great job now. He has successfully taken advantage of the situation, but his behavior has greatly reduced the flirting element, making the other person feel good about him even though they have been taken advantage of.

Conversely, behavior like Li Jianxing's just now would significantly lower a girl's impression of him, making it easy for her to fall in love with him. As for why, those who know, know.

In short, the little incident between the two made the atmosphere more subtle, but it also dispelled Wen Wan's previous wild thoughts.

She quickly lowered her head and continued looking at the sheet music, her pencil scribbling rapidly on the paper.

Lu Qian wisely stopped teasing her and stood quietly to the side.

Fortunately, Wenwan's professional skills were excellent, and she quickly immersed herself in the music again.

Not long after, she let out a long sigh, put down her pencil, and handed the completed score to Lu Qian.

"Look, is this the feeling you wanted?"

"I slightly adjusted the rhythm and a few notes based on the melody you were humming and the meaning of the lyrics."

"...Let me see."

Lu Qian took it and examined it carefully.

Soon after, his eyes lit up: "Yes, that's the feeling! Teacher Wen, you're amazing! It's even better than I imagined!"

"∽∽∽"

Upon receiving affirmation, Wen Wan's face lit up with a satisfied smile, and most of her previous shyness dissipated: "That's good."

With the sheet music finished, the two of them seemed to have nothing to do for a while.

The bedroom fell silent, save for the occasional chirping of insects outside the window.

Lu Qian pulled over another chair next to the desk and sat down, and the two naturally started chatting.

The conversation started with music, then moved on to scripts, then to school life, and finally to some interesting anecdotes from society.

Wen Wan was surprised to find that Lu Qian's thinking and speech were completely unlike those of an eighteen-year-old high school student.

He has a unique and profound perspective on issues, and his understanding of human relationships far surpasses that of his peers. He is even more insightful and composed than many of the so-called "mature" men she has encountered.

He speaks with wit and humor, yet knows how to maintain appropriate boundaries, never appearing frivolous.

Chatting with him made Wenwan feel very comfortable, as if she were facing a peer who could give her a sense of security.

"He's so mature, so much better than those guys who just send flowers, treat people to meals, and tell boring jokes..."

The thought of bringing Lu Qian into the picture of her suitors once again uncontrollably surfaced in Wen Wan's mind.

But this time, she didn't panic and deny it like before. Instead, she seemed to have convinced herself and appeared calm.

Yes, he is indeed better than those people.

Mature, steady, talented, meticulous, considerate, and... so good-looking.

Wen Wan's gaze quietly fell on Lu Qian's well-defined profile, and her heartbeat quietly quickened again.

"It would be really great to find a boyfriend like Lu Qian..."

Once the thought popped into her head, it spread rapidly through her mind like a vine.

"Besides, he's a high school student now, but he'll be an adult after the college entrance exam... Isn't it normal to date in college?"

"Teacher-student relationship... won't that be anymore after he graduates?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the idea wasn't entirely absurd; it even had a thrilling, heart-pounding quality.

"Boys' high schools are so great, full of youth, energy, and cleanliness..."

Wen Wan's cheeks flushed as she thought about her bold idea.

But this time she didn't forcefully extinguish it; instead, she asked casually:

"By the way, Lu Qian, you're so outstanding and handsome too, you must have a lot of girlfriends at school, right?"

She tried to make her tone sound like a teacher concerned about her students, but her slightly flickering eyes betrayed a hint of nervousness.

Upon hearing this, Lu Qian naturally understood what the teacher meant.

It seems she was momentarily tempted.

"Of course not."

He feigned ignorance and turned to look at her: "The school forbids early dating, Ms. Wen. Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"No?"

Wen Wan was somewhat surprised, after all, in his opinion, a boy like Lu Qian who was so charming to girls must have no shortage of beautiful girls around him.

As for the idea that high school students don't date, that's just wishful thinking. It's 2014 already, how many good-looking high school students haven't had a relationship?

But after thinking about it carefully, Wen Wan felt it was only natural.

A deep and thoughtful guy like Lu Qian doesn't seem like the type to get caught up in campus romance. From his perspective, he probably only sees his peers as younger sisters or daughters.

"Oh, really? But I bet a guy like you must have no shortage of pretty girls around him, right?"

She half-jokingly pressed on, "I think the girls around you are all quite pretty, like Shen Xinyi, who seems to treat you quite specially, right?"

"I don't lack anything," Lu Qian said with a smile. "But I do lack a beautiful and talented older sister like you, Teacher Wen."

"∽∽∽"

Upon hearing this, Wenwan was immediately coaxed into becoming an embryo.

I got praised again.

She quickly glared at him, but couldn't help but smile: "You smooth talker, you even dare to flirt with the teacher."

"I'd only flirt with you if you were pretty, teacher."

"∽∽∽"

The two chatted for a while longer, and Wenwan's mood became noticeably more relaxed and cheerful.

But after the ups and downs of the night, coupled with the intense emotional turmoil just now, a wave of exhaustion washed over me.

As she spoke, her eyelids began to droop uncontrollably, her voice grew softer and softer, and her head bobbed up and down like a sleepy kitten.

As Lu Qian was speaking, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw that Wen Wan had fallen asleep without him noticing, her delicate face buried in his chest, breathing evenly...

My God, you're using this to test high school students?