A world where love reigns supreme? This is truly chaotic!

Guangchang waited for another two or three minutes, and just as he was about to change the subject, Shan Yimo finally spoke up.

"Thank you."

Ok?

Thank you for liking me.

As Shan Yimo stood up, Guangchang Chen was a little confused and asked curiously, "Is this a polite refusal? I'm not very good at guessing."

"Huh? No... I was just expressing my gratitude." Shan Yimo's words always tend to startle people.

"It's almost time, I'll head back now," Shan Yimo said calmly, picking up her bag.

“Okay, then next…” Guangchang stammered.

Shan Yimo hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "You can come whenever you want, but I might not be there every time..."

These words naturally revealed Shan Yimo's attitude, and Guangchang Chen's tense mood suddenly relaxed. He then focused on Shan Yimo's favorability rating again. As the gradually expanding rating of 39 points exploded, the rating of 40 points then slowly increased.

Guangchang Chen couldn't hide his smile, nodded, and said, "See you next time."

"Hmm." Shan Yimo walked calmly out of the classroom, but the gradually accelerating footsteps in the corridor reflected her current mood.

A similarly intense inner turmoil.

164. He's not with you?

……

Shan Yimo felt that the current situation was very good. In the following week, she met Guangchang three days in a row. Or the two of them went to see each other every day, but at different times, so they didn't run into each other. The distance of more than a kilometer is not short, but in the middle of winter, walking like this is actually quite warming.

The temperature has dropped again these past few days, and I'm worried about sleet coming again, so Shan Yimo had someone repair that area, and the work was quite extensive.

Shan Yimo didn't think too much about it. She just felt at ease maintaining this atmosphere with Guangchang Chen, and there was a bit of a secretive feeling that she couldn't quite figure out. She still held the same old view: as long as they were in the Cat Classroom, everything would be fine.

As Shan Yimo was carrying the documents toward the president's office, she ran into Sun Weizecheng on the way. Sun Weizecheng enthusiastically showed her this new type of wheelchair that goes upstairs backwards. It works on the same principle as a stair climber, and all you need is someone to pull you from behind.

"It's quite convenient," Shan Yimo said.

"These legs won't be fully healed until at least winter break. Look, aren't the two legs different thicknesses?" Sun Weize asked, lifting up his trouser legs.

"Seems to be."

"There are so many places I can't go, I'm going crazy with boredom... Is this school a little too peaceful?" Sun Weize looked up at the sky, while the ordinary student council member pushing him from behind was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe.

"I'll take care of it, you can go back now," Shan Yimo said to the ordinary member.

Upon hearing this, the member immediately showed joy, expressed his gratitude, and turned to leave, while Shan Yimo and Sun Weizecheng lingered briefly in the corridor on the second floor.

"I just talked to Xintong. Xintong expressed that she also likes Guang Guangchen, but she hasn't made any moves recently. She even asks for leave to go to the group class. This makes me a little suspicious. I plan to go to the monitoring room after school to see where Guang Guangchen is. Maybe I can find something unexpected."

"Maybe." Shan Yimo remained calm. As for the surveillance cameras, how could Shan Yimo not have thought of it beforehand? This was the president's favorite thing to do. The reason why so many surveillance cameras were installed in the school was largely due to the personal preferences of the president and Wei Zecheng.

So, Shan Yimo went to the monitoring room in advance to find out the location of all the nearby cameras and made simple angle adjustments. Fortunately, the location of the new cat classroom was relatively remote, and the nearby cameras were already good. With Shan Yimo's adjustments, the location was successfully hidden.

"Want to come together?"

"No."

"Ugh, so cold." Sun Weizecheng pursed his lips, then got into his wheelchair himself and said, "I don't need you to take me. I can go back to the classroom by myself. You didn't look too well a while ago, but you seem to be smiling more these past few days. Did something happy happen?"

Me? A smiling face?

"It's possible that the cat I'm raising is about to have kittens, so..." There is indeed a female cat in Shan Yimo's cat group who is about to give birth. She was already pregnant when she was born, so she can only deal with the neutering later.

"The tides of life... I don't really like cats. Anyway, let the professionals take a look. Goodbye." Sun Weizecheng had no interest in the topic of cats. He waved to Shan Yimo behind him, pushed the joystick with his left hand, and the wheelchair moved forward at a steady speed.

Shan Yimo watched Wei Zecheng gradually disappear into the distance, lost in thought. She knew very well that this matter would be exposed sooner or later, but she hoped that the exposure could be delayed.

……

"Take another day off? What are you planning to do?" Jiang Xintong asked incredulously. He had taken three days off this week, which was clearly too many.

Guangchang stood straight in front of Jiang Xintong, waiting to be scolded. Chen Nuanxin didn't want the group atmosphere to deteriorate, so she raised her hands, looked left and right, ready to mediate at any time.

"I'm sorry, Miss, there are some personal reasons..."

"Personal reasons?" Jiang Xintong's temper flared up, and she immediately frowned.

Seeing this, Chen Nuanxin immediately leaned over and whispered in the boss's ear, "Boss, the final exams are in a little over a week, so the boss will inevitably take them seriously."

Jiang Xintong instantly understood what Warm Heart meant. Although she wanted to argue, she had to admit that she really couldn't compare to Qianwen in academics. So, was it because it was nearing the end of the semester and she needed to join a study group? Then she might as well invite Qianwen over, and the four of them could study together…

Jiang Xintong then realized that this wasn't a good idea. After all, both she and Qianwen had clearly stated that they liked Guang Chen. With the four of them together, it would inevitably be awkward and distracting. But did she really have to choose Qianwen? Wasn't she just as excellent, ranking in the top ten of her grade?

It's just that I'm a little short-tempered sometimes, so I'll just... restrain myself a bit...

Jiang Xintong glanced at Guang Guangchen with a slightly resentful look. Guang Guangchen was a little confused because he didn't get a lecture. He felt uneasy about taking the money without being scolded. Eighty percent of the base salary should be psychological compensation.

"I understand. I'm not an unreasonable person. In the future, you should report these things in advance, okay?" Jiang Xintong looked away and said in a low voice.

"Okay! Miss." Guang Chen straightened his posture again. I don't know what Nuanxin said to the young lady, but she seemed to have calmed down quickly. The young lady's proud and spoiled temperament is becoming more and more spoiled. She can be happy with just a little coaxing. Working with a boss like this is sure to be a promising career.

This matter was easily resolved, but Guang Guangchen did not slack off. After returning home, he continued to study diligently. However, he added a new arrangement to his original daily plan, which he considered a new step forward. Since he had already said those words and could not take them back, he had to bear all the consequences. Guang Guangchen was not the type to back down.

……

"You stinking bastard, you stinking poor man!" Jiang Xintong muttered, clearly targeting someone. "I asked for leave every few days, just to express my feelings for you, and you've acted so recklessly!"

Just thinking about it made her so angry that she quickened her pace and walked through the corridor between the teaching buildings. After only a few steps, she ran into Qianwen, who happened to be walking towards her.

Jiang Xintong's right eyebrow trembled. If she hadn't run into him, she wouldn't have thought much of it, but now that she had, her mood was inevitably fluctuating. Especially when she thought about how Guang Chen chose to study with Qian Wen instead of with her, she felt very unbalanced. She had clearly paid him!

Jiang Xintong recalled several times when money had become useless, but now she had clearly invested her emotions as well...

As expected, it all comes down to a difference in courage.

Jiang Xintong's expression became complicated.

Previously, when she was hesitant, she didn't resist when Yan Xingmeng asked her to meet Guang Chen several times. Even during the snowball fight, when they were dividing into teams, it was Qianwen who resolutely raised her hand. No one expected that Qianwen would stand against Yan Xingmeng. Later, when she asked Qianwen, Qianwen simply explained that she "didn't want to make things difficult for Guang, so she raised her hand." This alone far exceeded Jiang Xintong's determination.

Perhaps Guang Guangchen valued this point even more. Besides, they were classmates and sat at adjacent desks, so they must have chatted and interacted a lot. Guang Guangchen wouldn't tell her everything, and their relationship was probably much closer than she had imagined. So even though she later expressed her feelings to Guang Guangchen, he still firmly rejected her. Their levels were completely different...

I don't want to stop.

When it came time to confirm, Jiang Xintong became frightened. She slowed her pace slightly, exchanged a glance with Qianwen, and then hurriedly continued walking forward.

She just needs to pretend she has an urgent matter, and Qianwen will surely understand.

Jiang Xintong lowered her head slightly, and the two walked past each other. But before they had gone two or three meters, Qianwen's voice suddenly came, and her target was equally clear.

"Um, Xintong, is something the matter that's causing you such a rush?"

I was asked.

Jiang Xintong had no choice but to stop, compose herself, turn around, look at Qianwen, and say with a faint smile, "It's just for some personal reasons."

Only now does she realize how useful the phrase "personal reasons" is; it can be applied to everything.

"Really? Then can I bother you for a moment and ask you a question?" Zhou Qianwen turned around completely, her tone and expression showing that she had made up her mind.

"Oh, oh... then go ahead and ask."

At this moment, Jiang Xintong observed Zhou Qianwen's state and was unexpectedly nervous. What was she nervous about? Was she worried that studying with Guangchang Chen often would upset her? How could that be? Qianwen was more insightful than anyone else and more determined than anyone else.

"Um, what I wanted to ask was, was Hiro studying with you this week?"

Eh?

This question immediately stumped Jiang Xintong, her mind went blank for a moment, but she quickly recovered, grasped the key information, and made a judgment.

"It was only two days. Weren't we studying together for the other three days?"

Zhou Qianwen shook her head and continued, "He's only there for two days after school. He's usually not there during the rest of the time after school and at lunchtime. At first, I thought Guang was studying with you, but gradually I noticed something was wrong, so I wanted to ask you for confirmation."

"No, I thought he was studying with you." Jiang Xintong was dazed. Yes, she didn't seem to have mentioned studying with Qianwen. It was just from his warm tone that she thought that was the case.

That wasn't with myself, nor with Qianwen, then...

Thinking along these lines, the two immediately came to a conclusion that left them both feeling down: it seemed the only possibility was that he was with the president... The two had always maintained a special understanding, and Guang Chen had previously liked the president, so now that the president had confessed, the process would naturally be much easier for him than for the two of them.

Both of them were aware of this, but when they actually encountered this situation, they couldn't help but compare it with their current situation. The time they spent alone with the president was even more than the number of times they spent with the two of them combined. It wasn't because of the higher academic ranking or the monthly base salary of 30,000, but simply because the other person was Yan Xingmeng, nothing more.

As for other possibilities, they simply cannot conceive of them at the moment.

165. A fleeting inspiration!

……

"That's about it." Guangchang scrolled through the last few items in his notebook, stood in front of the cat classroom, and gave it a quick review. It seemed that everything that needed to be done had been done. The reason why the cat classroom leaked last time was mainly because the building was too old. After all, it was too far from the teaching area and was just an empty small bungalow area. But now, thanks to Shan Yimo's people, the building has been re-evaluated, the building has been repaired, the air conditioner and all the cats' mats have been replaced, and humidifiers, cat trees, etc. are all available. The space is also a bit bigger than before. Hmm... I guess money really does make a difference.

Guangchang felt that using money was just a means to an end. He saw several videos online that showed how rich kids were actually less happy than ordinary people. Every time he saw them, he was speechless and wanted to laugh.

Not to mention someone of Shan Yimo's level, the probability of encountering a true dragon by "bringing the boat closer" is extremely small. Sometimes it feels like she is always taking care of others, and other times it feels like she wants to... depend on others.

After spending some time together, Guangchang's keen intuition finally began to subtly perceive this. Rather than caring for others, it seemed more like wanting to rely on someone. It was precisely because he relied on the chairman that he was afraid of making mistakes. This line of thinking seemed to be the only correct one.

This was something Shan Yimo had never told him; it was entirely something Guang Chen discovered through his own understanding.

However, this topic seemed to be something Shan Yimo was intentionally avoiding, so he didn't bring it up either. The relationship between the two remained at its current balance, and he had no objections at the moment.

"Looks like we won't run into each other today either," Guang Guangchen thought to himself. Running into each other required a certain probability, and besides, compared to her, he was more like an idle person. Despite being an ordinary member of the student council, he didn't fulfill the duties of an ordinary member at all, and the other members took over his duties. To put it bluntly, Guang Guangchen didn't even dare to have the idea of ​​pursuing a career in politics; his will wasn't that firm.

There was nothing else to do but let Guang Chen pet the cat by himself for a while. Half an hour later, as usual, he took out the lint roller from the drawer, took off his coat, and used it to remove some of the excess cat hair. As for the areas that he couldn't reach by himself, he would leave them for Nuan Xin to clean up when he got back to the classroom.

Since Nuanxin reconciled with these cats, she now holds the title of Cat King. In some ways, Nuanxin's status in the cat world might even be much higher than that of the regular visitor.

Guangchang gently stroked each of the passing cats until he touched the creamy yellow female cat. Her belly was slightly protruding, and her fur wasn't very shiny because she was pregnant. She was about to give birth... Guangchang and Shan Yimo had agreed not to interfere with the cat's birth or hire anyone to take care of her. They would let nature take its course.

For example, if the next time we come, a few little kittens suddenly appear in the classroom, making soft, meowing noises, that would seem like a good option.

Looking around the classroom, everything was now settled, and the excuses Guangchang had come up with to stay here had disappeared. In the past, once things were done, Guangchang's appearances here should have decreased significantly. If it weren't for those things that happened... Shan Yimo said last time that she could continue to come. Did she foresee the situation before me and make a judgment for me? Obviously, Shan Yimo thought more deeply than I did.

Half an hour later, Guangchang stood up, skillfully took out a lint roller from the drawer, and left the cat classroom area after finishing.

……

With a gentle push of the lever, the wheelchair could move forward at a steady speed. After practicing for a few days, Sun Weizecheng had already mastered it. This speed of over 30 kilometers per hour was enough for him to quickly reach various parts of the school. However, what he was showing now was a completely lifeless and indifferent expression.

Just yesterday, he went to the monitoring room to watch the campus surveillance footage of Guangchang Chen in recent days. He watched it at twenty times speed for a full four hours, but he couldn't find anything unusual. There were many locations where he couldn't be captured on camera, so he couldn't taste the "delicious fruit". Sun Weizecheng was now so old that he no longer looked like a young man in the prime of his life. His eyes were filled with melancholy as he stared at his leg, which was always in a cast, and his wheelchair was moving forward at an extremely slow, tortoise-like speed.

"Old Sun? Are you taking a walk here?" A voice suddenly came. Sun Weizecheng weakly raised his eyes and noticed that the person in front of him was Guang Guangchen. He didn't react. He knew that Guang Guangchen must have a problem, but out of his personal "integrity", he would never ask for help!

“Taking a walk? Does this count as taking a walk?” Sun Weizecheng stopped, spread his hands, and showed Guangchang his current disheveled appearance.

"That's why I said sorry... Is your battery dead? Do you need me to take you to charge it?"

"Hmm... find an electrical outlet and plug me in..."

"Hey, don't be so pessimistic. It's not like you really broke a leg." Guangchang felt quite apologetic towards Lao Sun. Such a talented person was ruined by alcohol and women. He couldn't bear to see him like this. He wanted to smile as much as possible.

Guangchang then went around to the back of Sun Weizecheng, grabbed the armrests of the wheelchair, and prepared to push him for a while. Sun Weizecheng naturally felt it was unnecessary; the wheelchair wasn't out of power, but he himself wasn't pushing very hard. He said, "No need, I'll drive with you..."

Sun Weizecheng suddenly stopped speaking, then lowered his head, and a few seconds later, he couldn't help but sneeze.

"Wear more clothes since it's cold, be careful not to catch a cold," Guangchang said.

“That’s right, I should buy one too… Achoo.” Sun Weize sneezed for the second time, and it was this time that his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Ok?

Not quite right.

And there was that familiar smell.

The smells were being compared one by one in my brain, but for a moment I couldn't quite remember what was going on.

Damn it! Use your stupid brain for a second!

Sun Weizecheng would never let such a flash of inspiration slip by. Perhaps it's a kind of mystical way of thinking, but Sun Weizecheng has only experienced such sudden flashes of inspiration a handful of times in his entire life. Half of those times, he dismissed as illusions, only realizing later how enormous an opportunity he had missed! Therefore, as his consciousness gradually matured, whenever such a flash of inspiration appeared, he would firmly grasp it! Absolutely, he would not let the opportunity escape!

It was as if a drop of vibrant liquid had been dripped onto a plant that was about to wither and die. The plant was visibly recovering its vitality, and those eyes were filled with boundless energy. But Guang Chen behind him was unaware of this; he only noticed that Old Sun's back had straightened up a bit.

No hunching over, start from childhood!

As Sun Weizecheng sneezed for the third time, inspiration suddenly burst forth in his brain.

Like a science fiction movie, it kept flashing through his mind, as if an invisible hand was passing through countless negatives of memories, through time and space, and at that fleeting anchor point, he precisely grabbed it!

The scent...the scent of a cat...

There's no mistake, Guangchang's scent is the same as the scent that occasionally wafts from Yimo.

He and the student council president were well aware of Yi Mo's habit of keeping cats at school. They both knew that Yi Mo was naturally quiet and often spent time with the cats she had taken in, so she always smelled like cats.