before, thinking that she had made up her mind to have no further communication with him!"What's wrong" he asked."Zuo Yu'an, is that all you've got You always have to resort to blackmailing people ar...The two young men seemed accustomed to the attention they received, and were completely unconcerned about it.

Lu Kuo asked curiously, "Why did you send me to Class 3 instead of staying in the same class with you"

Because before transferring to Qining High School, he remembered Teacher Cheng saying that they would be arranged in the same class to keep each other company. As a result, he came to report a few days late and learned that he was assigned to Class 3. It was said to be Zhuo YUAN's suggestion.

Zhuo Yu'an answered: "No reason, just don't want to see you every day."

Lu Kuo sneered, "If you don't want to see me, what are you doing waiting for me after school every day You're being hypocritical!"

Zuo Yu'an didn't pay him any more attention, carrying his backpack and rode away on his bicycle.

The two's homes were not in the same direction. Lu Kuo and his parents lived in a different residential compound.

When Zhuo YUAN rode his bike to the school gate, he suddenly braked and stopped with a kick. He saw that girl again. She was standing in front of a black sedan with her classmates, saying goodbye to his classmate Wen Jian.

That car belongs to Ting Lan's father, Shu Minghai. He happened to be passing by Qining High School at the time school let out today, so he came to pick up Ting Lan.

Ting Lan beckoned Cheng Chen to join her in the car.

Her father, Shu Minghai, poked his head out and said to Wen Jian outside the car, "Xiao Jian, aren't you getting in the car"

Wen Jian shook his head: "I rode my bike here today."

"Then be careful when you ride your bike." Shu Minghai glanced at her and instructed with concern.

"Okay."

Wen Jian stood still, watching the car drive away until it was out of sight before mounting his own.

A young boy rode his bike past her, and she quickly pedaled after him:

"Zhu Yu'an!"

He called out his name and finally caught up, walking beside him.

Does your house also face this direction

"Isn't it" Wen Jian asked.

"Hmm."

"My name is Wen Jian." Although they had been classmates for a week, she still introduced herself very formally.

"Hello," Zhu Yu'an turned his head slightly in a polite response, maintaining a respectful but not overly close distance.

The setting sun bathed him in a golden glow, like an aureole surrounding him. He possessed a unique nobility and refinement that Wen Jian had never seen in other boys or men.

Zhuo Yu'an rode his bike fast, Wen Jian struggled to keep up behind him. After passing several intersections, Wen Jian reached his home's apartment complex, while Zhuo Yu'an continued on his way.

In the black car ahead, Tinglan and Chengchen sat in the back seat, exchanging glances with each other about funny things that had happened between classmates. They were giggling secretly and didn't dare to talk as loudly as they usually did, mainly because Chengchen was a little afraid of Tinglan's father.

Tinglan's father is the head of a state-owned enterprise in Qining. Although Tinglan always says her father is actually a very good person, looking at his imposing and dignified appearance, Cheng Chen didn't dare to speak up first.

Shu Minghai, while driving, glanced at the two young girls behind him through the rearview mirror and asked,

“Are you guys in the same class again after high school”

"Yes," Cheng Chen replied tremblingly.

Then we should study together and strive for admission to a good university in the future.

"Got it, Dad. You've said it so many times already." Tinglan leaned forward and rested her head on the backrest of the driver's seat, looking at her father's profile.

Shuminghai: "Dad believes in you. However, high school will bring a lot of academic pressure, and you need to be even more focused. I'll talk to your teachers and try to avoid scheduling any extracurricular activities that take up too much of your time, especially things like playing the piano at the freshman orientation."

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"Things that are not helpful for learning."

Ting Lan secretly curled her lips: "Dad, are you Mom's megaphone now Did Mom tell you to say these things to me"

Because she performed poorly on the middle school entrance exam and almost didn't get into Qining High School, while Wen Jian got in with the top score in the whole school, her mother has been holding a grudge about this and is determined to manage her studies more strictly.

Shuminhai: "Lanlan, Mommy is doing this for your own good."

Tinglan is a good girl who, despite underperforming on the middle school entrance exam and ranking lower than expected, was already determined to catch up. She wouldn't need her parents to remind her to work hard. So, Shu Minghai only gave her gentle encouragement.

"Um, uncle, my house is just at the next intersection. You can just drop me off there." Cheng Chen decided to get off a stop early. The atmosphere in the car was a bit tense, making him uncomfortable.

After Cheng Chen got out of the car, Tinglan leaned forward again and rested her head on the back of the driver's seat, looking at her father's profile, she suddenly asked, "Dad, are you under a lot of work pressure lately"

"What's wrong"

"You've all gone gray."

Shu Minghai was taken aback. Recently, his work pressure had been immense, with many things spiraling out of control. He was desperately trying to pull himself back from the brink.

"Dad, I will study hard in the future, get good grades in university, and find a good job so that you and Mom won't have to work so hard."

Shu Minghai's eyes were a little moist, he turned his head and touched her head: "Thank you, Lanlan, Dad is not hard."

While their family isn't wealthy, they are comfortably well-off. They have enough to live comfortably and don't need to worry about putting food on the table, so their children don't have to stress about it either.

When the father and daughter arrived home, their mother Zhang He had already finished work and prepared a meal for them. The three of them were very happy together.

The next day, Tinglan still...

Cheng Chen had made an appointment to meet Wen Jian at the bus stop and go to school together. Wen Jian, despite arriving a little earlier, was still riding her bike.

However, when Wen Jian rode his bike past the bus stop, he was taken aback to see Zhuo Yu'an standing under the advertisement board at the bus stop, with a backpack slung over one shoulder and headphones on.

How come he is so good at this bus stop

Based on yesterday's bike route, his house should be quite far from this bus stop.

In the distance, Tinglan and Chengchen walked over hand-in-hand, chatting and laughing. Because it was school time, there were many students queuing at the bus stop. The two of them proactively lined up at the end of the queue.

The bus arrived soon. After those waiting at the end of the line got on, there were no seats left. As usual, the two stood in the aisle, one hand holding onto the handrail and the other holding onto a seat.

"Here, you guys sit here," a boy suddenly stood up and offered them his seat.

The boy was too tall, Tinglan jumped in fright and took a step back.

"No, it's alright." She waved her hand hastily.

But the boy had already stood up, making room. Tinglan thought, perhaps he was about to get off at the next stop, so she felt relieved and told Cheng Chen beside her, "You sit down."

Cheng Chen happened to have her period these days, so she didn't hesitate and sat down directly.

Cheng Chen recognized him. He was the transfer student from Beijing, who knew Lu Kuo, the boy sitting behind her. Sometimes after class, he would wait for Lu Kuo outside their classroom 3.

Listening slightly stepped forward, leaning against Cheng Chen's position. When the bus arrived at the next stop, the boy beside her didn't get off. Instead, because there were many more people getting on this stop than before, making it even more crowded, he stood behind her.

She only realized later that the boy was also wearing a qixing .

Ning Gao's high school uniform, you can't blame her for that, because an ordinary uniform on him, wore a brand-name feel.

**English Translation:**

Author's Note: Some parts of the high school setting mentioned in the main story might have slight differences. However, these are minor details that don't affect the plot (mostly because some things were glossed over at the time, and I've forgotten some details myself,汗！ When I went back to look, I made some adjustments here and there.).

Besides, the high school part is intentionally set by me, it's not. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

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