Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

The girl's small face was so close, the cold white light inside the car illuminating her delicate eyebrows and eyes. Her long eyelashes cast faint shadows under her eyes, and Chen Zuo could even see his own reflection in her eyes.

Qi Yang belatedly realized what she had done. Her face flushed red, and she awkwardly withdrew her hand, her eyes darting away. "You...you have something on your face."

Chen Zuo's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Mmm."

His gaze was intense, almost burning her face.

Qi Yang instinctively turned her head to avoid it, but was gently pulled back.

Chen Zuo slowly moved down her cheek, his knuckles brushing against her soft earlobe, finally stopping at the corner of her lips.

Qi Yang looked at him nervously. The boy usually looked indifferent, but now there was something else in his eyes, as if he was churning with some kind of emotion that he was trying hard to suppress.

The car was so quiet you could almost hear each other breathing.

But a few seconds later, Chen Zuo released his grip.

Qi Yang looked over and saw the boy close his eyes, as if pulling himself out of some kind of indulgence, and slowly back away.

He leaned back in his seat and said to himself, "...Not yet."

Qi Yang felt a weight lift from her heart, but a strange sense of loss washed over her. She quickly turned her face away, clutching the strap of her schoolbag tightly.

The bus arrived at the stop just then, and the announcement broke the silence. The two people got up almost simultaneously and got off the bus one after the other.

It was already autumn, and the night breeze carried a chill.

Qi Yang kept her head down and kept walking forward, her steps hurried and fragmented.

"careful."

A hand grabbed her backpack strap from behind and pulled her back.

Qi Yang looked up blankly and realized that she had strayed from the original path. In front of her was a row of low flower beds and bushes. If someone hadn't stopped her, she would have already plunged into them.

Chen Zuo withdrew his hand and stood beside her.

The boy was much taller than her. Chen Zuo reached out and pulled up the strap of her fallen backpack, his lips moving a few times before he managed to utter, "Are you planning to sleep in the bushes tonight?"

"..." Qi Yang bit her lip. "I didn't."

It was because he made a move in the car that seemed to want to kiss her.

It made her very upset.

Chen Zuo's lips curled slightly. Afraid of angering her, he simply raised his hand and gently patted her shoulder. "Let's go back."

Qi Yang turned and walked away, but stopped after a few steps.

Chen Zuo raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

Qi Yang pursed her lips before saying, "Good luck on your exam tomorrow."

Chen Zuo smiled, his eyes filled with laughter, and said gently, "You too."

The next morning, Qi Yang's exam room was located on the third floor of the teaching building. When Qi Yang found her seat, the seats in front of her were still empty. She put her pencil case away and felt a long-lost sense of nervousness.

There weren't many familiar faces in this exam room; most of them were from other classes.

As she waited quietly, a familiar figure walked in through the door.

As soon as Xia Nian stepped into the examination room, her eyes met Qi Yang's. Both of them paused slightly. They were classmates, but not exactly familiar with each other. They nodded politely as a greeting.

Once Xia Nian sat down, Qi Yang realized that the two of them were sitting very close together.

"Ta-da!"

Someone tapped on the glass next to her. The sound was very soft, but Qi Yang was sitting right next to the window. She subconsciously turned her head to look and saw Chen Zuo standing outside the window. He smiled at her and gestured for her to come out.

Qi Yang paused for a moment, then got up and left.

Chen Zuo handed over a sandwich and a cup of soy milk, asking with certainty, "You haven't eaten, have you?"

Qi Yang took it, surprised. "How did you know?"

"Just a guess." Chen Zuo raised an eyebrow indifferently, lifted his chin, and urged, "Eat, then go inside."

Qi Yang did come hungry. Ever since Chen Zuo brought her food, she stopped buying breakfast herself, afraid of wasting it.

But people get used to things, and I forgot about it this morning.

Qi Yang looked at him sincerely: "Thank you."

"Okay, I received it. Eat up."

Qi Yang tore open the sandwich packaging and took a few bites. Chen Zuo reached out and took the soy milk from her hand, cut it open, and saw her little face puff out slightly. He sighed and said, "Eat slowly, I won't take it from you."

Qi Yang replied softly, "The exam is coming up soon."

Chen Zuo glanced at the black watch on his wrist. "There's still some time. If I choke to death before the exam, I'll be guilty."

Qi Yang rolled her eyes at him. "Are you cursing me?"

Chen Zuo smiled and said nothing more.

Qi Yang glanced at the students coming and going, all rushing to the examination hall, and asked, "Are you going to examination hall number one?"

Chen Zuo hummed in agreement.

Only the top 30 students in the grade will be seated in the same examination room.

Qi Yang took a bite of her sandwich as if venting her anger; one day she would sit in an exam hall herself.

Chen Zuo handed over the soy milk, "Did someone in the exam hall offend you?"

Qi Yang took the soy milk and said in a muffled voice, "No."

"His thoughts are written all over his face."

Qi Yang looked away guiltily, the hot soy milk sliding down her throat, making her stomach feel warm and cozy. "I'm finished eating, you should go back now."

Chen Zuo didn't move, looking down at her, "Do your best on the exam."

Qi Yang nodded. "You too."

When she returned to the examination room, it was already mostly full.

Xia Nian was looking down at her notes when she heard the noise. She looked up at her, her gaze lingering for a moment on the soy milk cup in her hand. She didn't say anything and then looked down again.

The exam bell rang.

The first subject was Chinese. Qi Yang glanced at the paper as soon as she received it. The composition was a material-based composition, and the core of it was related to cultural heritage.

Qi Yang composed herself. Perhaps it was because she had drunk hot soy milk, but her palms felt warm and her nervousness had subsided considerably. She lowered her head and began to answer the questions seriously.

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When the bell rang to signal the end of the exam, Qi Yang let out a long sigh of relief.

After the exam papers were collected, the exam room became noisy. Some people were comparing answers, while others were sighing.

Qi Yang slowly zipped up her pencil case, got up and left the classroom. The corridor was already crowded with people. Qi Yang stood on tiptoe and looked ahead, but did not see Ji Tingyu.

She was carrying her schoolbag and walking towards the exam room where Ji Tingyu was. Just as she reached the corner of the stairs, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and gently tugged at her schoolbag strap.

Why are you running so fast?

Chen Zuo's voice came down from above.

Qi Yang turned around and found that he had followed her at some point, holding a bottle of drink, which he handed to her.

Qi Yang took it. "I'm looking for Xiaoyu. We made plans to have dinner together."

Chen Zuo looked at her upturned face, the ends of her ponytail falling on her left shoulder, making her look a little dazed. He snorted, "You heartless girl, I came to find you as soon as I finished the exam."

Qi Yang pursed her lips, "I made plans with her..."

"Alright, I'm not blaming you." Chen Zuo tugged at her backpack strap, straightened it, and looked up. "She's over there."

Qi Yang followed his gaze and saw Ji Tingyu smiling and waving at her from the steps downstairs. When he saw the two of them, Ji Tingyu narrowed his eyes and smiled with a hint of teasing.

Qi Yang turned and went downstairs. "I'm leaving now."

Chen Zuo called her back again. His voice was calm, but warm at this moment. "It's going to rain during the party. After you finish eating, come back to your classroom and wait for me. I'll take you home."

Qi Yang couldn't help but avoid his eyes, "...I understand."