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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.

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Chapter 7.3|Dream and Reality

The FHS never participates in Saturday extra half-day classes. After finishing classes on Friday afternoon, the entire school's staff and students welcome a wonderful weekend. 

Yin watched TV dramas in the living room with his grandparents, then went back to her room to do some homework. When she reached for her phone, realising it was already past midnight.

A few hours ago, Zhiyi shared a song with her, "Young Battlefield (Nian Qing De Zhan Chang in Chinese)." 

Yin's eyes reflected the scene, with a slight curl of the lips, concealing many indescribable emotions. 

This old song from 2006 used to be their class song, holding some of their stories. However, after graduating from junior high school, Yin never listened to this song again. Not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't dare to. The memories of that year were too vivid and flamboyant, to the point that in the past two years, tears would well up in his eyes whenever he thought about it.

「Meng Yin」You want to revisit our class song?" 

Shortly after, Zhiyi replied.

「Xu Zhiyi」No, just here to cheer you on for your senior year."

This song had been collecting dust in the playlist for a long time. Whenever it played randomly in the past, it never selected this song. But today, when he opened the music app, the first song on shuffle was this one. Suddenly, he remembered some small events from the year 3 in the middle school.

Throughout that year, he and Yin were progressing at a similar pace, but Yin's performance was inconsistent, fluctuating from the top five to the twentieth in the class. He recalled that during that time, Yin was both mischievous and a bit prone to tears. She could be seen chasing Xiuze around the entire cafeteria just because he made her miss out on tomatoes and eggs and braised pork with fried eggs, or she could be found burying her head in her arms, crying in frustration over a disappointing test result.

One time, Yin scored her lowest ever on a math quiz, getting only 89 out of 120. Xu Zhiyi, the math class representative, personally handed her the exam paper. Yin was stunned for a moment, then seemed lost in thought for a while before laying the paper on the desk, and using an eraser to cover up that shameful score. Tears uncontrollably streamed down her face like a string, despite her efforts to wipe them away. After Zhiyi returned the paper, Yin was still wiping away tears with her head down. Somehow, he handed her a tissue with a note underneath.

The note read: 

"In this youthful battlefield, I will applaud you.

Stop crying, it's ugly."

Yin opened the note, recalling this small incident. She softly hummed along with the music, replying to Zhiyi.

「Meng Yin」 Classmate Xu, it's time to level up.

「Meng Yin」 Someone with sincerity should sing it themselves to encourage me!

Afterwards, she reciprocated with a song to Zhiyi, "Dream It Possible."

「Meng Yin」 See, I'm being more generous now, sharing with you my favourite single from last year.

She had listened to this song exactly 233 times last year.

Zhiyi created a new playlist, set it to private, and named it: [About You and Me]. 

When the song ended, Yin received a response from Zhiyi. A picture was attached, with words written on it: "In this youthful battlefield, I will still applaud you." 

It was Zhiyi's handwriting, reflecting his pride, warmth, and joy.

「Xu Zhiyi」 An upgraded version of encouragement for you.

「Meng Yin」 Thank you, Classmate Xu Zhiyi, Meng Yin really appreciates it!

Yin set this picture as the background image for their chat window.