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How Joyful We Are

【Weekends won't be updated in the following serial period due to being overbusy in real life. — 18/04/2024】 "We did not meet at the peak, we arrived there together." - The tradition at A's First High School's opening ceremony includes selecting a "mystery box", and the chosen student will speak as the representative of the senior class. This year's representative is Meng Yin, whom nobody knows. Clearing her throat, Yin looked at the crowd below and introduced herself, "Hi everyone, I am Meng Yin, a new transfer student from Class 2 of the senior year. My pledge for senior year is to work hard and catch up with Xu Zhiyi. I also hope he continues to strive for excellence and bring glory to our class." At the school, anyone familiar with Xu knows he has a cherished keychain, which mysteriously disappeared after Yin transferred. As Yin realized that "Xu Zhiyi was never her light, but a comrade walking by her side," she also caught a glimpse of his concealment towards her. Tears streamed down her chin, Yin gazed at Zhiyi and said, "Xu Zhiyi, you will die if you like me for a moment!" He knew she misunderstood. Zhiyi closed the distance between them, and pulled her in his arms, stroking her back. At seventeen, he embraced the weeping Yin in such a vulnerable manner and felt the entire world trembling around them. His chin lightly rested on the top of Yin's head as he softly spoke, "I have long been lying at the bottom of your pit." The keychain is you, Wushipai is you, and that wood still belongs to you. The mistake of that summer was without regret in this winter.

AgathaHU · Teen
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Chapter 15.3| Confession

Yin's designated "lucky draw food" was konjac knots. 

As she lifted the chopsticks, Yin had a faint feeling that, indeed... she had won the lucky draw again. 

"When luck comes, it really can't be stopped." Yin stared at her konjac knot for a while. 

Even Xu Zhiyi couldn't help but smile. 

"Xu Zhiyi," dipping the konjac knot in sauce and placing it in the bowl, Yin looked resigned, "you ask." 

For a moment, the gaze of several people lingered on Zhiyi and Yin's faces, not concealing their faces showing the expression of watching a play, especially Lin Xipei. 

Xu Zhiyi remained calm, as if prepared for a long time, he asked, "Is FHS as you imagined?" It was a casual sentence but seemed like a cryptic message. 

"FHS," Yin's gaze seemed to fall on the corner of Zhiyi's eyes, and a natural smile curved up on her lips, "is even better than I thought." 

The regrets she once thought she had to leave behind seemed to be fulfilled after arriving at FHS. 

Xing Xiuze, who roughly understood Yin's life at THS in the past two years, clicked his tongue a few times, "You two should get together quickly," the words almost slipped out. 

Lin Xipei, the pink enthusiast, sensed the full and fresh innocence in the first moment and took the opportunity to ask, seemingly casually but with intention, "During the two years when you weren't together in high school, do you have the most memorable thing?" 

Xu Zhiyi didn't fall for it, "Next time it's my turn, I'll answer you." 

Lin Xipei: "..." Bro, can't you just generously give candy to the pink enthusiast!"

The third round of the game began with "yam" designated as the "lucky food". Xing Xiuzi and Lin Xipei both had bits of yam on their chopsticks. Xing Xiuzi chose Xu Zhiyi, while Lin Xipei picked Meng Yin. "You two really lack originality in your choices," Nie Hairu remarked. "What's it to you?" Before the last syllable faded in the air, Xing Xiuzi and Lin Xipei shook their heads at each other and rolled their eyes. Mimicking others' speech, what a trivial thing to do. Nie Hairu, the expert spectator, simply said, "You two really have great chemistry."

Zhiyi and Xiuze grew up together, sharing both small and big secrets, knowing each other inside out. 

Taking a sip of Coke, Xu Zhiyi finally spoke, "Lin Xipei, this opportunity is for you." 

"I didn't say the game could be played like this?" Xiuze clearly protested against Zhiyi's cunning move. 

Xu Zhiyi replied calmly and seriously, "You didn't say it couldn't be done either." 

Xipei seemed eager and ready. 

"No, I need to change partners." 

Xiuze pointed to Hai beside them and said, "You ask." 

Nie Haiand Lin Xipei had matching puzzled expressions, "???" 

"He's too uninvolved, can't have him sitting alone snacking on melon seeds." 

Xipei agreed, "Alright." 

Through gritted teeth, Hai said, "Thank you." 

"No problem, sacrificing myself for the greater good." 

Upon careful consideration, Hai tilted his head and inquired, "Have you ever thought about your sexual orientation being similar to your father's?" 

This question intrigued many, and Xing Xiuze had never directly addressed it, merely brushing it off with the phrase "study hard to excel in liberal arts." 

Without giving a direct answer, Xiuze asked, "Why would you ask such a question?" 

"I'm just curious," Hai replied. 

Leaning back in his chair, Xiuze satisfied Hai's curiosity by admitting, "I have thought about it. However, I believe I am most likely bisexual." 

Except for Xu Zhiyi, the others were taken aback. 

In this society, the perception of bisexuality was akin to being considered "trash" compared to homosexuality. 

"Why bisexual?" Xipei inquired. 

"When I see a girl I like, my heart races; and when I encounter someone of the same sex who attracts me, I feel a connection," Xing Xiuze explained. 

Xipei dropped a chopstick she was holding and asked, "Are you referring to...?" Her gaze shifted to Xu Zhiyi. 

A peanut hit Xipei on the forehead, causing Xiuze to chuckle, "Xu Zhiyi and I are true bros, so spare me your nonsense." 

Rubbing her forehead, Xipei retorted, "Do you think I'm a scoundrel like you, always scheming to deceive people? I simply wanted to ask about your romantic history." 

"Why not ask the person involved?" Once the words left his mouth, Xiuze realized the logical trap and added, "Why should I tell you?" 

"He has no romantic history," Xu Zhiyi casually remarked, leaving Xiuze feeling duped. 

In contrast to Hai's inquiry to Xiuze, Yin's question to Xipei seemed more delicate. She asked, "Which video that you've uploaded so far is your favorite?" 

Without hesitation, Xipei replied, "Our class's entrance at the sports meeting." 

From a spontaneous idea to now, she has unknowingly posted over 70 videos. Not an exaggeration to say that many videos satisfied and pleased her, yet when Yin posed the question, her mind was filled with the image of her class's entrance at this year's school sports event.