He was so mad. Zhou Yu'an was too angry to speak.
"Come on, let's get some fresh air." Shen Qi stood up and headed out of the classroom.
"People who scored minus ten aren't allowed to get fresh air." Zhou Yu'an stared blankly out the window.
"Look on the bright side, brother. Don't make things hard on yourself." Shen Qi patted Zhou Yu'an on the shoulder and left.
Shen Qi wandered into the small grove outside the classroom. Some Yanda students were strolling through the trees, reading, reciting aloud, or daydreaming.
Look, over there, a young man and woman were sitting on the ground with books in their hands, leaning back-to-back and reading separately. Then, as they read, they started kissing.
How embarrassing! Shen Qi hurried away, but couldn't resist glancing back a couple of times as he went. That kiss was lasting an awfully long time. Didn't they need to breathe?
He'd lived this long without ever kissing anyone. Xu Rui had found a girl who practiced shot put. He must have kissed her, right? What did kissing feel like? Was it really necessary to chew two pieces of Extra before trying it out? At seventeen or eighteen, Shen Qi was prone to all kinds of idle thoughts. The intensive test on the first day of Math Camp had left him feeling a little stifled.
Glancing this way and that, Shen Qi came to a tree.
A girl leaned against its trunk with both hands in her jeans pockets, watching the fallen leaves flutter down one by one.
"Maple leaves are prettiest this time of year," Shen Qi said as he walked over to the girl. It was Ou Ye. She'd come out for some air too.
"Oh." It was impossible to tell whether Ou Ye was happy, worried,