chapter 6
He held his thermos cup and announced the start of registration for the T University direct admission exam.
In my previous life, Shen Qingqie was admitted to T University through this very exam.
But I didn’t participate.
Shen Qingqie and I raised our hands at the same time.
He looked at me with a hint of surprise, as if he couldn’t understand why I made a different choice from my previous life.
“Ranran, you want to sign up too?” Xu Anran asked in confusion.
Her voice was soft, as if mocking my overestimation of myself:
“The most important thing for a person is self-awareness. If you work hard, you might get into a decent university, but compared to Qingqie, there’s still a huge gap. Participating will only waste your time.
“Or is it that you just want to attract someone’s attention…”
She glanced at Shen Qingqie, who was listening to her intently, and the implication in her words was obvious.
How could she be so sure I couldn’t do it?
In my previous life, I didn’t participate because I didn’t want to compete with Shen Qingqie for the spot.
His family was struggling. If he could get direct admission, he’d have more time to work and earn money for college expenses.
Who would have thought that after being admitted, he’d come to school every day just to catch a glimpse of Xu Anran.
Thinking of this, I spoke calmly.
“What’s it to you?
“Is this really something someone at the bottom of the class should be worrying about?”
Xu Anran’s eyes instantly reddened.
Seeing his beloved being bullied, Shen Qingqie, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up.
“Apologize to Anran right now!
“She was kindly advising you, don’t be so ungrateful.
“And if you want to get my attention, there’s no need to use such a ridiculous method.”
His tone was cold.
“Treating your future like a joke… Bai Ran, don’t be so childish.”
What a lunatic.
I couldn’t be bothered with him and raised my hand to signal the homeroom teacher, who was watching the drama unfold.
“Teacher, I want to change seats. There’s a dog barking nearby, and it’s affecting my studies.”
Shen Qingqie’s face darkened as he glared at me coldly.
The homeroom teacher was a bit confused, but still agreed.
After class, I moved to sit next to Xiao Nian.
He’d always occupied the last row, sleeping, and no one dared to disturb him there.
It was very quiet, and I was quite satisfied.
After I finished organizing my things, I caught a glimpse of Xu Anran leaning back slightly, her jet-black hair spilling over Shen Qingqie’s desk.
The young man lowered his eyes and watched quietly. After a while, his fingertips moved slightly as he gently picked up a strand of her hair, restrained yet devout.
I rolled my eyes.
On the first night after we got married, he went to sleep in the guest room.
Just because my hair had fallen on his pillow-he thought it was disgusting.
I’m disgusting?
Does he really think his white moonlight is some kind of pure saint?