How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

"Who says there isn't? As long as you're always shy, I'll always be shameless."

This is extortion!

"They don't understand what I mean~"

"you...!"

Seeing her puffed-up face, even though it was a joke, Xu Yan didn't really intend to eat her forever. But he really wanted to pinch those soft, tender cheeks... Well, that's a bit much.

"Look how anxious you are, just kidding."

Xu Yan started laughing and joking again.

Glaring at the boy had no effect, Wen Xueyu muttered to herself, then opened her schoolbag and took something out. "Never mind, this is for you."

"what?"

The girl was holding a can of drink, which was...

"Red Moo? No wonder she's a rich woman."

"I already said no!"

The girl shoved the Red Bull directly into Xu Yan's hand, and physical contact was inevitable, with her fingertips brushing against his fingers.

It was just a slight, fleeting sensation, but it made Wen Xueyu pull her hand back as if she had been electrocuted.

Her cheeks were unusually rosy.

Is she still sensitive? Xu Yan thought to herself, blushing just from touching hands, she must be jumping up and down if she were to have a baby.

He casually stuffed the Red Bull into his pocket, making his crotch bulge noticeably on the left side. Luckily, the young heiress was naive and didn't notice these small details at all.

"But do girls also like to drink Red Bull?"

Wen Xueyu asked curiously, "Why can't I drink it?"

"It's not that you can't drink it, it's just that I rarely see it. It seems like it's mostly guys drinking it. I thought girls didn't like the taste of Red Bull."

"No, I think it's fine. It's just that I tend to get sleepy in class in the morning, so I either drink an iced Americano or this."

"We're not from the same social class after all. Do we all drink this kind of thing in the morning?" Xu Yan thought of her own life, where she could only drink noodle soup or rice noodle soup in the morning, and sad tears flowed from her mouth.

"You're quite good at managing your finances," Xu Yan could only say.

The boy pushed the cart, and the girl walked beside him, as they headed towards the school gate.

Wen Xueyu didn't understand what that sentence meant either. She thought for a moment and asked, "How did your preparation for today's diagnostic test go?"

"It's almost done."

"So confident?"

"I'm almost dead."

"Pfft..." Wen Xueyu couldn't help but laugh out loud, "How can you be so funny?"

Sigh, being a comedian is tiring too. Xu Yan suddenly remembered something, "Which class did you take the exam in?"

The diagnostic test involves shuffling classes and seating arrangements. At Liangcheng Normal University Affiliated High School, this kind of test is similar to monthly exams, midterms, and final exams. It always has to be done in a somewhat formal manner, and of course, it's still divided into arts and sciences tracks.

"It seems to be in the classroom of Experimental Class 1."

"Oh, I'm in the classroom of Experimental Class 4, what a pity."

The boy's casual remark of "what a pity" made the girl tense up, and she looked at the handsome boy with a shy expression.

"What a pity..."

"I was thinking that if we were really lucky, we might end up in the same classroom and our seats would be close together, wouldn't that be great?"

Why?

"So you can copy my work. Aren't you in the experimental class? Your grades must be pretty good."

Wen Xueyu: ...

The girl, speechless, instantly lost the blush on her face.

"Even if we're assigned to the same class, I won't let you copy my answers. Cheating on exams is wrong."

She said it with righteous indignation.

Xu Yan scoffed, "So what if I insist on copying? Fine, I'll copy then. Are you going to tell the teacher?"

The girl blushed again, "Then I'll cover it with my hand!"

Block it with your hand? That seems like a solution. Xu Yan seemed to have thought of something, and the smile on his face looked rather strange. Wen Xueyu couldn't understand it at all.

When they were almost at the school gate, the two stopped walking side by side, as Xu Yan needed to park her bicycle.

After arriving at the classroom in the morning, the homeroom teacher held a morning meeting to remind everyone of the exam details, and then everyone went to their respective classrooms to take the exam.

The classroom for Experimental Class 4 was upstairs. Although it wasn't far, it was an area Xu Yan rarely frequented. Don't be fooled by the seemingly limited space of a school building; a classroom is like a small world, where relationships aren't particularly close. People in different classrooms rarely develop close connections without some serendipitous encounter.

I found a seat in the unfamiliar classroom and started idly spinning my pen. Everyone around me seemed to be a stranger, and the seat in front of me was still empty; no one had arrived yet.

Xu Yan idly imagined the other person's situation. Couldn't find a seat? Or was they on sick leave? Or perhaps they were like Jiahao, who insisted on chatting with their few classmates in their original class before finally showing up just before the exam, thus attracting the attention of unfamiliar classmates...

Why do I feel like I'm becoming increasingly gloomy?

Xu Yan patted his face, leaned back in his chair, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

Keeping cats and dogs is pointless; Xu Yan can relax and rejuvenate simply by closing his eyes.

He found it comfortable to close his eyes and put his hand inside his pants... Of course, he wouldn't be that perverted in public.

Finally, they heard light, not heavy, footsteps approaching. It wasn't the sound of a Tiger tank rolling over them.

The footsteps seemed to stop in front of me, and an irresistible fragrance wafted over.

Xu Yan instinctively opened his eyes and met a pair of amber eyes.

With her naturally aloof and detached demeanor, and calm gaze, she seemed to exude a special charm. Even in her school uniform, her figure, which appeared to be even taller than Jiang Yiyao's, was exceptionally eye-catching.

Their eyes met for a fleeting moment, then the girl turned her head and sat down in her seat. Xu Yan also looked away, picked up his pen again, and idly twirled it. It was as if nothing had happened.

The entire classroom, which had become the examination room, seemed to become quieter because of the girl's arrival, but it didn't cause any major uproar.

The exam papers were brought by the invigilators and passed from the front to the back.

The girl in front of him only turned her head slightly, not showing her full profile, but only extending her fair and slender hand.

Xu Yan lightly picked up the test paper without touching the other person's fingertips, and didn't care whether the other person's fragrance lingered on the edge of the test paper.

Then I started burying myself in the exam.

There are four exams a day, and the diagnostic test must be completed in one day. That's just the pace of the affiliated high school, which often makes time seem very tight.

Life is like that, much like pregnancy. People only care about the outcome, not how much you suffer along the way.

Nothing particularly noteworthy seemed to happen that day; the densely packed words on the exam paper were almost overwhelming my reason.

Xu Yan often forgot that there was a girl in front of him, and of course, she didn't care about him either.

As the last exam was almost over, Xu Yan briefly checked the exam paper.

There's nothing that can be changed; it's just a matter of checking if the name is written. After all, math is fair to everyone; if you don't know it, you don't know it. Given your own level, it's unlikely you can find anything else to improve.

I started idly spinning my pen again, looking at the long, black hair falling down in front of me, a faint fragrance wafting to my nose with the movement of the air.

"Clap."

The pen, which was twirling in my hand, lost its rhythm and slipped from my fingers. It bounced once on the table before falling to the ground.

Xu Yan was stunned for a moment. The proctor just looked up at him for a moment and then looked away.

Although she had no intention of cheating, she couldn't help but feel nervous in this situation; it's not only thieves who feel guilty. Especially since the pen had landed right in front of her, right next to her feet.

Xu Yan hesitated for a moment before bending down to pick it up, but he didn't expect that in that moment of distraction, a figure had already bent down in front of him.

Before Xu Yan could react, the other person had already stood up and turned around, her delicate, slender fingers picking up the pen that might have been broken.

"for you."

Her voice wasn't cold, it just sounded unfamiliar.

Xu Yan took the pen. "Thank you."

"Ah."

The girl pursed her lips and then turned her head away.

Not long after, the bell rang, and the exam was over.

The figure in front of me quickly got up, packed her things, and walked out of the classroom with steady steps, seemingly without any lingering attachment to what was behind her.

Xu Yan also quietly packed up his things and walked out of the classroom, but unlike the excited students outside, he didn't immediately start reviewing and checking the answers.

Instead, he walked to a corner, took out his phone, opened a social media app, and tapped on one of his contacts.

The last message was almost three years ago, and she hasn't posted any social media updates since then, leading people to speculate whether the other party has deleted her.

Forget it, it's pointless, it's all in the past.

I clicked back and saw that name in the notes again.

【Ye Shutong】.

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Chapter 17, Fifty-Seventh Cancellation of Sending

"Damn, the teacher who set the exam must have hired a real expert, otherwise how could they have tested things I've never seen in my tutoring classes?"

During the break between evening self-study sessions, Zhou Wentao launched into a tirade against Xu Yan.

Xu Yan didn't ask anyone to check the answers; he just lazily looked at his notebook.

The effect of improving learning efficiency had passed, and he could clearly feel that the miraculous power was disappearing, just like Otani returning to his human form after the red light came on.

This is fucking exhausting!