Chapter 393. P.E. Class
The P.E. class was still with that teacher from last semester who supposedly used to be an athlete.
No need for a familiar routine; just like that, after a couple of laps around the track, the class was dismissed.
In the center of the playground, Ning Chu was comfortably nestled in front of Wen Yang, happily enjoying the winter sunshine and his gentle embrace.
It would have been even better if something wasn’t poking her lower back.
“There are so few classes this semester.”
“Only three classes a day~ On Wednesdays and Fridays, we get to sleep in until ten in the morning, just thinking about it feels great~”
Last semester there were nearly four full classes every day. Waking up early in winter not only meant battling drowsiness but also struggling to free oneself from the covers; it was painfully difficult every day.
However, ever since things changed, I don’t have to worry about staying up late and the drowsiness the next day anymore.
After being worn out at night, waking up the next day makes me feel refreshed all day long~
But Wen Yang quickly delivered some bad news: “Because of school regulations, everyone has to choose at least one elective.”
“Ah?”
“You have to finish three electives before graduation, or you won’t have enough credits.” Wen Yang continued discouraging her, “Plus, you have to take two professional qualification exams, which also require classes beforehand.”
Ning Chu immediately deflated, resting her head lazily on Wen Yang’s shoulder.
“We can choose electives next week on the school website; I’ll remind you then. Let’s pick an easy one.”
“Mm-hmm.”
A few classmates came over with a basketball, calling out, “Wen Yang! Are you coming to play?”
“No, not going.”
The group walked disappointedly towards the basketball court, teasing each other playfully.
“Hey, he’s with his girlfriend~ Why would he waste time playing with us?”
“I’d crush! If I had known Ning Chu was a girl last semester…”
“Stop dreaming. Take a look at your own face; is it good enough to match Wen Yang or Ning Chu?”
“Why aren’t you a guy! I don’t believe it!”
Ning Chu glanced up at the backs of the departing group, unable to suppress a smile and asked, “Why are there still guys like that?”
“They’re probably just joking around.”
She nuzzled her head against Wen Yang’s chest, inhaling his faint scent—indescribable, yet not unpleasant, just comforting. The winter sunlight cast a golden glow on her profile, making her fair skin and hair shine, and it warmed her icy limbs a little.
Ning Chu yawned contentedly and asked, “Wen Yang, you’re not secretly a guy too, are you?”
“How could that be?”
“When I was still a guy, I felt like you were into me a bit~” She poked Wen Yang lightly in the side, “Then when you found out I was a girl, were you very disappointed?”
“Um… should I say ecstatic?”
“Thanks a lot! So when I was a guy, you didn’t like me, huh?”
“??? ”
Wen Yang didn’t react for a moment, scratching his head as he said, “But I don’t think I ever saw you as a guy?”
“……”
What a failure it was being a guy back then~
Ning Chu rolled her eyes at Wen Yang.
But her undeveloped, youthful face back then was indeed quite cute, unlike now when her features exuded an alluring air, and her entire being seemed somewhat sultry.
A sense of guilt from degradation arose.
It’s like knowing that overeating is bad, but only realizing the consequences when she weighs two to three hundred pounds, yet still feeling guilty and continuing to indulge.
She let out a soft sigh.
At least, she wasn’t pregnant or raising kids now, so she couldn’t be considered completely fallen from grace.
“Wen Yang! Ning Chu!”
A mischievous voice caught Ning Chu’s attention, and she looked up to see Zhang Shaoqing jogging over like a light bulb.
Zhang Shaoqing had no self-awareness about being a third wheel; he plopped down beside Wen Yang with a cheeky grin, saying, “I crush! Qian Qian hasn’t called or talked to me in four hours!”
Wen Yang asked in confusion, “So why are you happy about that?”
“I don’t like her anymore! If it wasn’t for worrying about hurting her feelings, I’d have broken up with her already. It’s fine keeping it cold like this.”
Ning Chu turned her head in disgust; honestly, it was time for Qian Qian to give up on this guy. He’s hopeless.
“Alright then.” Wen Yang shook his head helplessly.
“Hey! Are we going to the dinner gathering tonight? Then go to KTV to sing,” Zhang Shaoqing teased Ning Chu, “Don’t worry, we won’t invite any hostesses; it’ll just be us brothers singing.”
“Forget it.”
“Not going? Wen Yang, with her controlling you like this, don’t you have any thoughts?”
Why is he trying to stir things up here!
Ning Chu picked up a small rock from the ground and tossed it at Zhang Shaoqing’s face.
But this guy was already prepared; he leaned back to dodge it and then dramatically fell back onto the grass.
“No thoughts, it’s all good.” Wen Yang, on the contrary, pulled Ning Chu a bit closer.
If there was any lingering resentment, since learning about Ning Chu’s little secret, it no longer mattered to him, and he could understand her restrictions.
He couldn’t imagine how things would be if he lost Ning Chu, really becoming that male protagonist from the book who eats and drinks recklessly.
Although, secretly, he felt a tad bit of longing and anticipation…
“Am I strange? Qian Qian isn’t contacting me, but I’m starting to miss her a bit…”
Zhang Shaoqing muttered, lying on the grass while staring up at the deep blue sky in a daze.
“You’re asking for it.” Ning Chu shot him a glare, “Don’t regret it later when Qian Qian finds a boyfriend.”
“I crush! Then I’ll break that guy’s legs!”
“Aren’t you not interested in her?”
“……”
What on earth is inside that thick skull of his!
Ning Chu couldn’t be bothered to deal with him; she got up from Wen Yang’s embrace.
The impatience she’d shown towards Zhang Shaoqing quickly faded away as she turned to Wen Yang, adopting a soft voice, “Shall we go buy bubble tea?”
“I can’t get up; pull me.”
Wen Yang sat there yawning.
“You’re so heavy!” Ning Chu grabbed Wen Yang’s arm, trying to pull him up as though she was yanking up a stubborn carrot.
But her shoes slipped on the grass, and no matter how hard she tried, Wen Yang didn’t budge.
“Come on!”
“Okay, okay.” Wen Yang finally stood up with a smile and patted off the dry grass clinging to her backside, the way he did always.
But all Ning Chu felt was a sudden softness in her lower back, nearly causing her to drop to the ground. Her face flushed quickly, and she instinctively covered her rear with her hands, glaring at Wen Yang in embarrassment while hastily looking around.
“Pervert!”
Those slaps landed right on her tailbone!
Wen Yang was momentarily stunned, not expecting such a big reaction from her: “I was just checking if your butt was dirty.”
She grabbed his arm, lowering her head shyly, pulling him towards the playground exit, “Stop talking! Let’s go!”
“???”
As they walked away, only Zhang Shaoqing was left staring blankly at the sky, caught in a dilemma about whether to seek out Qian Qian.
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