Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 126 The Little Things Girls Do

Time flies when you're in your second year of high school. In the blink of an eye, half the semester is over, and the midterm exams are just around the corner.

The exam is next Monday, but everyone is actively preparing for it.

There were several quizzes before, but Song Huan consistently came in first place, attracting the attention of many in the class, including the girls.

Song Huan is tall and handsome, loves sports, plays basketball, has a sunny smile, is very polite, and most importantly, has good grades. Who wouldn't like a guy like that?

Therefore, even though they knew that the school explicitly prohibited early dating, many girls still secretly harbored feelings for Song Huan.

However, unless Song Huan deliberately eavesdrops on the other person's thoughts, it's difficult for him to discover this.

Because Xiao Yunqing protected him too well.

For example, on this day...

Encouraged by the girls around her, a girl sitting in the front row blushed, lowered her head, and walked towards Song Huan with her test paper in hand.

My heart pounded with every step I took.

Song Huan was writing a problem with his head down. The sunlight from the window fell on his handsome face, making people exclaim, "What a handsome and outstanding male high school student!"

But on the other side, Song Huan's deskmate, Xiao Yunqing, stopped writing.

She didn't look up, but kept her eyes fixed on the figure out of the corner of her eye.

The girl had her hair tied in a ponytail, a round face, and was clutching a physics exam paper in her hand. She walked very fast, as if afraid she might change her mind.

"Hello, Song Huan."

The girl stopped in front of Song Huan's desk, her voice soft and trembling slightly, "I don't know how to do this problem, can you teach me?"

Song Huan put down her pen, glanced at the test paper, and gave a polite smile. "No problem."

"etc!"

Just then, Xiao Yunqing suddenly stood up, the stool slid back a bit, and her voice was very shrill.

She reached out and took the test paper, a smile on her face.

That smile was perfect, with the corners of her mouth turned up and her eyes crinkled, but Song Huan knew it wasn't real.

"I know how to do this one." She glanced down at the problem. "I'll teach you."

The girl was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Yunqing had already turned around, placed the test paper on her desk, and picked up her pen.

He glanced back at Song Huan, his tone indifferent.

"Don't worry about it, you just write yours. I'll teach her."

Song Huan looked at her for two seconds, then turned back.

"OK."

Xiao Yunqing began explaining the problem, her pen tip touching the paper as she wrote step by step.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was very clear, and it was in the same rhythm as when Song Huan taught her.

When you get to the last step, circle the answer and look up at the girl.

"Do you understand?"

The girl nodded, her face flushing red and then turning pale.

He said "thank you," took the test paper, and left.

As I walked back to my seat, a few girls gathered around me, their voices very low.

"You see, that's exactly what Xiao Yunqing is like."

"Several times already."

"Who is it?"

Xiao Yunqing sat down, chin raised, expression indifferent.

I picked up my pen and continued working on my problem.

But Song Huan heard her innermost thoughts clearly, like firecrackers going off.

[Let's see if you dare come looking for Song Huan again!]

She smirked slightly, then quickly suppressed it, pretending to be engrossed in her work.

The pen scratched across the paper as he wrote two lines, then he secretly glanced at Song Huan.

He was looking down, writing on his math test, as if he knew nothing.

She looked away and continued writing.

Song Huan touched her nose and didn't say anything.

He really doesn't care much about these things.

There are still two big questions left on the test paper. The midterm exam is next week, so I don't have time to think about anything else.

The pen tip touches the paper, and the writer continues writing from where the previous train of thought left off.

Zhou Shan sat in the front and saw all of this.

Behind her black-rimmed glasses, her gaze shifted for a moment, then returned to her textbook, remaining silent.

After class, Zhou Shan pulled Xiao Yunqing into the corridor.

The window at the end of the corridor was open, and a cool breeze blew in.

Zhou Shan spoke with a serious expression, "Yun Qing, I have something to tell you."

Xiao Yunqing leaned against the windowsill, tilting her head to look at her.

Zhou Shan hesitated for a moment, "The girls are talking about you in private."

"What are they talking about about me?" Xiao Yunqing was taken aback, feeling puzzled and confused. She usually didn't play with the girls in her class, so why were they talking about her?

"You're targeting the girls who come to Song Huan."

Zhou Shan's voice wasn't loud, but she said, "They said you treat them all as rivals in love, that you're petty and possessive, that you ostracize your classmates for the sake of boys, and that you have bad character."

"What?"

Xiao Yunqing's eyes widened.

"They..." Her voice rose a half-octave, then fell back down, "I'm his cousin! Of course I have to keep an eye on him. What if those girls start dating him and it affects his studies?"

Zhou Shan looked at her, and Xiao Yunqing's face turned red. She gripped the edge of the windowsill tightly.

"Besides, high school doesn't allow early dating, it's a school rule. I'm the class monitor, so of course I have to set an example." She spoke faster and faster, as if reciting a text.

Zhou Shan didn't say anything, she just looked at her.

His lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

Sister, is it you who wants to date him?

But she didn't say it.

"I'm so angry! These people are spreading rumors!"

Xiao Yunqing was still there, fuming, her chest heaving, her face still red.

A breeze blew in through the window, brushing her stray hairs across her face, which she brushed aside.

"Anyway, I didn't do anything wrong. I'm just keeping an eye on him, so what?"

Zhou Shan nodded. "Yes, you didn't do anything wrong."

Xiao Yunqing's anger subsided a little, and she leaned against the windowsill, looking at the end of the corridor.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, drawing bright squares on the floor.

Zhou Shan stood to the side and glanced at her.

After observing for so long, she discovered something.

Xiao Yunqing seemed not to have figured out what her feelings for Song Huan were.

She thought she was the older cousin in charge of her younger cousin, the class monitor in charge of discipline, and that when those girls got close to Song Huan, she felt something inexplicable in her heart called "worrying that his early romance would affect his studies."

Zhou Shan didn't point it out.

You have to figure this out yourself.

"Let's go, class is about to start." She tugged at Xiao Yunqing's sleeve.

The two of them walked back.

As Xiao Yunqing passed by the classroom door, she glanced inside.

Song Huan was still sitting there writing, with a neat stack of books next to her, her pen moving steadily on the paper.

She went in and sat down.

He opened the textbook, held the pen in his hand, but didn't write anything.

Song Huan didn't even look up. "Where did you go?"

"bathroom."

"oh."

She wrote two more lines, then stopped.

"Song Huan".

"Um?"

"Don't you think I'm meddling too much?"

Song Huan looked up and glanced at her.

She kept her head down, her fingers tracing the edges of her textbook, not looking at him.

"No," he said, then continued working on his problems.

Xiao Yunqing's fingers stopped.

She looked up at him.

He had his head down, his profile illuminated by the sunlight, making his ears appear somewhat translucent.

The pen scratched across the paper; the writer was writing very carefully.

She looked at it for a while, then lowered her head and continued writing her own questions, a slight smile playing on her lips.

[I'm happy to manage him, and he's happy to be managed by me.]

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