Childhood Sweethearts

"Not bad. Next Question."

She continued. Halfway through, she glanced at him but realized that his gaze was not on the test paper.

He did not have an open-minded understanding of the questions, nor did he have an interest in the unknown type of questions. His deep eyes were not interested in mathematics.

She finally understood that he was not here to study mathematics.

"You..." she pushed the test paper in front of him. "Try it yourself. I haven't finished the test. I'll teach you another day."

"You lost your patience after only two questions?"

"No..."

"You think I'm holding you back?" Xi Mo looked at her.

"I don't think you're holding me back from my studies, but you wouldn't listen to me even if I told you."

"How do you know I didn't Listen?"

Wen Hua looked up slightly with her lowered eyes.

Xi Mo picked up a pen and started to solve the questions on the draft. A moment later, a question was completely solved and he pushed it forward.

"How did you do?"

Wen Hua nodded.

It was indeed the method she taught him.

Was his ability to learn and play so strong?

Xi Mo asked, "Continue?"

"Okay."

After giving two more questions in a row, Wen Hua realized that his foundation was pretty good. He knew the basic formulas and usage, so she only needed to give him a few pointers.

Every time he finished a question, he would give a low 'hmm' as if he was affirming her. Wen Hua felt something called a sense of accomplishment growing in her heart.

The bell rang and she covered her pen cap.

"Let's call it a day."

She turned around to collect her things. Xi Mo walked past her with his bag slung across his shoulder. There was a shiny necklace wrapped between his fingers and his voice was neither warm nor cold. "See you tomorrow, Little Teacher."

"See you tomorrow..."

Watching his back as he walked out of the classroom, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Why did it feel so oppressive to be with him?

His eyes seemed to know something. Thinking of the necklace, she pursed her lips. She must think of a way to get it back!

The morning was the most efficient time to memorize. Wen Hua had to memorize for half an hour every day in the morning light outside. Recently, there were many unknown flowers blooming in the small slope behind the classroom. It was very beautiful.., this was also the best place for her to memorize.

"... Slowly twist, twist, and pick. First, it was the 61st of the rainbow dress. The big strings were as noisy as the rain, the small strings were as noisy as the whispers, the noisy strings were as noisy as the jumble of bullets, and the big pearls and small pearls fell onto the jade plate..."

The person who was focused on memorizing "Pipa walk" suddenly turned around and met the eyes of the people in the classroom through the transparent window.

Early in the morning, her fair face was bathed in the morning light, as clear as a painting. There was not a trace of impurity in her misty eyes and brows. There was only reverence and desire for knowledge.

Xi Mo did not intentionally look at her. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone holding a book outside the window. His eyes were lowered and focused on reciting the book. He subconsciously looked over and happened to see her turning her head. The two of them met each other's eyes.

He did not hide his gaze when he was discovered by her. His dark eyes stared at her quietly. It was Wen Hua who could not block his gaze first.

There were still ten minutes before class started. When she returned to the classroom, she saw bread and milk on the table. She looked at her deskmate in confusion.

Her deskmate said, "It seems to be sent by Cheng Xie from class five."

Who was this Cheng Xie?

Couldn't they study hard and improve every day?

She sighed slightly and said to her deskmate, "In the future, if someone sends something to me when I'm not around, can you help me push it away? I don't even know these people."

As a girl, her deskmate naturally understood her dilemma.

"Okay, I'll help you push it away in the future. I won't let anyone send anything to your desk."

Wen Hua took out 20 yuan. "If you know Cheng Xie, help me give this money to him."

Her deskmate was stunned. "Actually, there's no need to return it. Boys are good at saving face. They would rather you throw it away than take your money."

"I know," she said gloomily. "But this can't go on."

At first, she did not think it was necessary. She just turned a blind eye and focused on her own studies. Firstly, they came to deliver things anonymously, so she could not see them. Secondly, they were just delivering things and did not confess, so she could not say anything.

But now that there were people she did not know coming to deliver things every now and then, she was really tired of dealing with it.

"I got it!" Wen Hua leaned closer to her deskmate's ear. "Do me a favor..."

If they knew that she had someone she liked, those boys would probably stop.

Within a few days, the news of Wen Hua having someone she liked spread like wildfire. All sorts of intelligence gathered in the grade and came up with such a piece of gossip.

The beauty in class one already had someone she liked before she transferred to another school. The other party was an outstanding handsome man who was outstanding in every way. The two of them were childhood sweethearts who grew up together and even liked each other. In the future, they might listen to their elders and get married.

Once this gossip was out, it immediately caused a stir in the grade. The boys who had a crush on Wen Hua were heartbroken and the girls who were smitten with her beauty were extremely excited.

Girls who were 16 or 17 years old liked to have wild imaginations the most. The fans who were smitten with Wen Hua and her childhood sweethearts had imagined a lot of the plot of Mary Sue's youth novel.

Some of it somehow reached the ears of the people involved.

Wen Hua listened to her deskmate tell her her "love history". The handsome man was visiting her house on New Year's Eve. After dinner, she went out for a walk with him. After walking, the two of them arrived at a quiet poplar forest, the bamboo horse suddenly held her soft little hand.

At that time, the fireworks were brilliant as they rose over the treetops. The eyes of the bamboo horse were full of starlight and gentleness.

"Huahua, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

The bamboo horse gave her a beautiful hairpin. "My present has arrived. Can I ask for your present?"

"I've prepared it. It's at home. I'll go back and get it for you..."

The girl under the fireworks had gentle eyes and red lips. It was an extremely seductive color.

The bamboo horse bent down slightly and gently covered her lips. "I've already gotten what I wanted the most."

After saying that, the deskmate was extremely excited and pulled Wen Hua's arm. "Ahhh, that's too sweet! They're so good!"

If it wasn't for the fact that she was the one who spread the fake news, she would have thought it was true.

After the deskmate was excited, she realized that Wen Hua was leaning on the table with both hands in the same position as when she was listening to the story. Her ears and face were covered in a thin layer of pink.

She was embarrassed listening to her own story?

This was too much fun!

The person in the back seat raised his head from his arms and stretched his neck. He frowned slightly and looked unhappily at the two people who had been chattering since he had fallen asleep.

Girls were really troublesome.

Her deskmate called out to her. "Wen Hua?"

Wen Hua came back to her senses and fanned herself with her book.

"Yizhong is indeed full of talents."

Her deskmate was still more curious. "Do you really have a childhood sweetheart?"

Seeing Lu Yu tilting her head slightly, looking as if she wanted to listen to gossip, Wen Hua laughed helplessly.

"I guess so. He's a few years older than me and is indeed very handsome. He also knows how to shoot. His IQ is much higher than mine."

"You really have a childhood sweetheart? !"Lu Yu turned around and exclaimed in surprise.

Her voice was too loud, and everyone around looked over. Wen Hua placed her index finger in front of her lips. "Shh, don't be agitated."

Lu Yu lowered her voice. "When you heard that story just now, did you automatically bring in the face of your childhood sweetheart?"

"No."

"Then whose face did you bring in?"

"No one. I heard it as someone else's story. I didn't bring myself in."

It was stuffy in the afternoon. She did not know what was going on today, but the weather was exceptionally hot and stuffy. Even sitting in the classroom, she felt sweat oozing out from the tip of her nose.

Xi Mo kicked the leg of the table in front of him.

Wen Hua turned around.

"Open a window."