dkrc Chapter 212 is rather sweet.
Chapter 212 is rather sweet.
After handing in her final English exam, Song Huan returned to the classroom and found her desk piled high with textbooks again.
Newly issued, for next semester.
Lu Xu stood on the podium, holding a stack of class schedules in his hand.
"Classes will continue next week, following the new schedule. This will help us get used to the pace of the second semester of senior year."
A chorus of groans erupted from below: Why is it like this again? Can't we just have a holiday right after the exams?!
Everyone was very dissatisfied. The first and second year students were on vacation, but the third year students had to stay here and guard the campus alone.
But Lu Xu remained indifferent throughout, his face clearly saying, "You're in your final year of high school, so you have to put up with this!"
Take it!
Zhao Qihang lay face down on the table, his face pressed against the textbook.
"They won't let us go home after the exams are over. What's the difference between this and being in jail?"
Chen Xu sat beside him without saying a word, but the pen in his hand spun around and around, faster than usual.
Song Huan leaned back in her chair, looking out the window.
Red lanterns hung on the balconies of the residential buildings in the distance, and the laughter of children could be heard downstairs, occasionally punctuated by the muffled sound of firecrackers, as if muffled by a layer of cotton.
New Year approached.
A colorful piece of paper was being passed around in the classroom, from the first row to the last.
Zhao Qihang took it and glanced at it; his eyes lit up.
"Zodiac compatibility?" He flipped through a couple of pages and leaned over to a boy next to him.
"You're a Scorpio? Scorpios and Pisces are a perfect match. You should find a Pisces girlfriend."
The boy scratched his head. "My deskmate is a Pisces."
"Then hurry up."
"But he's a man!"
The two of them paused for a moment, then both laughed.
The paper was passed to Chen Xu, who looked down at it for a while, then handed it to the next person without expression.
Zhou Shan took it, looked at it intently, and muttered to herself.
"Sagittarius and Aries are 90% compatible..."
Zhou Shan was overjoyed because her favorite celebrity happened to be an Aries!
Doesn't that mean...?
Zhou Shan couldn't help but giggle foolishly.
Song Huan listened to the discussions and almost laughed.
Those who believe in this have already done so in this lifetime.
He recalled those videos from his past life online, where boyfriends and girlfriends argued and all the conflicts were attributed to incompatible zodiac signs.
Even when it's clearly their own fault, they insist on blaming the other person's zodiac sign for being incompatible with their own.
He shook his head.
But when he turned around, he found Xiao Yunqing staring at him with her eyes open, holding the horoscope booklet in her hand, which was turned to a certain page.
"Song Huan, what's your zodiac sign?"
Xiao Yunqing asked impatiently.
Song Huan's lips twitched slightly.
"No, buddy. We were born on the same day. What's my zodiac sign?"
Song Huan was speechless. They were both born on May 520th, and sometimes they even celebrated their birthdays together.
Xiao Yunqing suddenly realized, "Oh right."
She lowered her head and turned to the Taurus page.
My thoughts drifted over, softly, like the sound of turning the pages of a book.
[Taurus with Taurus...]
Song Huan was also a little curious about what was written on it.
Xiao Yunqing's face suddenly froze.
She stared at those few lines of text, her lips pursed, her brows furrowed.
The brochure stated that Taurus and Taurus are not compatible.
The stubbornness of earth signs is amplified in these two people. When they encounter disagreements, neither of them is willing to back down, which can easily lead to a stalemate or even a cold war, and their emotions will silently accumulate.
She closed the booklet, angrily threw it aside, her inner thoughts exploding like firecrackers.
[Fake! It's all fake!]
[Astrological compatibility is completely inaccurate!]
[Who wrote this? It's nonsense!]
Song Huan touched her nose.
Although I don't know what was written in that booklet, her appearance was really kind of funny.
"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Yunqing turned to look at him, her tone impatient.
Song Huan dared not provoke her and immediately shook her head.
"I wasn't laughing, my teeth hurt."
Xiao Yunqing pursed her lips and turned her face away.
Song Huan leaned back in her chair, a slight smile playing on her lips, but she didn't dare let her see it.
Zhao Qihang then pulled a bag out of the drawer; it was a bulging red plastic bag.
He took out a few bright orange fruits and placed them on the table.
Tangerines.
With the Lunar New Year approaching, there's a surge in these kinds of things.
He was very generous, carrying the bag around the classroom, giving two to this person and three to that person.
Walking up to Chen Xu, Chen Xu stretched out his large hands, picked up a tangerine, and peeled it very carefully.
Peel off the skin piece by piece and pile it on the table, revealing the bright yellow flesh inside.
He broke it open, put it in his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and then picked up a second one.
Zhao Qihang stood beside him, watching his big hands peeling small oranges, and couldn't help but laugh.
This scene is so fucking bizarre!
Chen Xu ignored him and continued peeling.
Zhao Qihang carried the bag to the front row and gave a few to Zhou Shan.
Zhou Shan held it in both hands, it was a bright orange color, and said thank you.
Zhao Qihang then asked Xiao Yunqing, "Squad leader, do you want to eat?"
Xiao Yunqing glanced at the orange in his hand and shook her head. "It tastes a bit sour."
Zhao Qihang took one, peeled it open, put it in his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and said, "It's not sour, it's very sweet."
Song Huan interrupted their conversation.
He knew that Xiao Yunqing was still unhappy about the horoscope, and was acting strangely, finding fault with everything.
"Give me a few," Song Huan said.
Zhao Qihang gave him two or three.
Song Huan glanced at it and said, "Give me a little more."
Zhao Qihang took five or six more and placed them on his desk.
He only carried the bag away when it was deflated.
Song Huan sat in the chair, picked up a tangerine, and peeled it.
The skin is thin and easy to tear open; the juice sticks to your fingers and tastes sweet.
The meat inside was very plump, segmented, and shiny yellow.
He broke off half of it and put it in his mouth.
Sweet, so sweet.
He handed the remaining half to Xiao Yunqing.
"Do you want?"
Xiao Yunqing didn't say anything, took it, and ate it in small bites.
Its cheeks were bulging, like a hamster storing grain.
Zhao Qihang was at the back of the classroom, talking to someone, when he caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye and his eyes widened.
He walked over, stood by Song Huan's table, and looked at the oranges in Xiao Yunqing's hand.
"Damn it, Xiao Yunqing, why don't you want what I offer, but you accept it when he offers it to you?"
Zhao Qihang's voice was loud and clear, and several classmates around him turned to look.
Xiao Yunqing didn't look up. She put the last petal into her mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.
"Because what he gave me was sweeter."
Xiao Yunqing spoke with a confident and assertive tone, as if he were stating a very true truth.
Zhao Qihang stared with his mouth agape, looking at Song Huan, then at Xiao Yunqing, and then back at Song Huan.
"Okay, I give up."
He turned and walked away quickly, his ponytail swaying behind him—no, he didn't have a ponytail.
He touched the back of his head and sighed.
Song Huan leaned back in her chair and looked at Xiao Yunqing.
She finished the orange, her fingers still wet with juice. She took a tissue from the table, wiped her fingers, and then handed him another one.
He took it and wiped his hands.
Neither of them spoke.
Another firecracker went off outside the window, distant and muffled.
The classroom lights were on, shining on the desks and the pile of orange peels, making them appear yellow and shiny.