In Class 4 of Senior Three, Xia Jinshu was engrossed in her studies, preparing for tomorrow's opening exam, but her mind was elsewhere.
In the past, Xia Jinshu didn't actually like window seats because there were always some bolder guys who would come over and say hello as they passed by, trying to strike up a conversation.
Or he might strike some strange poses, thinking he looks cool, or pretend to walk by indifferently, but in reality, he'll always sneak a glance in her direction.
However, after sitting for a while, Xia Jinshu had become able to completely ignore these distractions.
But sitting by the window today made her a little irritable. Whenever someone passed by outside the window, she would turn her head to glance at them, and when she found that it wasn't the person she was waiting for, she would look away with a disappointed expression.
That naughty son!
They are not obedient at all.
I clearly promised to come find him, but it's already 3:30 in the afternoon and I still haven't seen him.
Earlier, when giving a speech on the flag-raising platform, Xia Jinshu specifically looked for the class of Class 5, Grade 11, but unfortunately she wasn't wearing her glasses and couldn't see where Song Yunshen was.
According to the summer vacation schedule, she would have been able to see Song Yunshen at 3 pm, sit on the back of his electric scooter, and go to the market to buy groceries with him.
But after school started, she couldn't see him anymore. She thought it wouldn't be a big deal, but Xia Jinshu found that if she didn't see Song Yunshen at this time, she would always feel a little longing for him.
When she was studying with her head down, Song Yunshen's image would pop into her mind from time to time, distracting her from her studies.
" Xiao Shu, are you going to stay for evening self-study tonight?" Zhuang Lujun, her deskmate, asked her quietly.
Upon hearing this, Xia Jinshu turned her gaze away from the direction of the stairwell, looked at her deskmate, and then gently shook her head. "I'll go straight home after school."
"Huh? Don't you attend evening self-study?" Zhuang Lujun asked, somewhat surprised.
Although it was the first week of school, because of the opening exam, the school allowed students who had finished their summer homework to choose whether or not to attend evening self-study sessions.
But since it's already senior year, most students will still choose to stay.
After all, once you enter your senior year of high school, it's assumed there will be no more club activities, and everyone will have to focus all their attention on the college entrance examination.
Forget about whether it's mandatory or not; just seeing classmates around you diligently studying creates an invisible pressure that forces you to devote yourself entirely to your studies.
But what Xia Jinshu was thinking was that after school, she could use the time that was originally for evening self-study to go to Song Yunshen's house to tutor him.
All she wanted now was for that time to come quickly so she could properly question Song Yunshen about why he hadn't come to find her when they were at school.
If he doesn't come, should I go to his class to look for him? Xia Jinshu pursed her lips, and the thought popped into her mind. Then, like a seed taking root and sprouting, it broke through the soil and gradually grew.
This made her feel a strong urge to do something.
After all, the specific arrangements after school weren't clearly explained beforehand.
After all, she's Song Yunshen's tutor. It's reasonable for her to take the initiative to discuss the tutoring time for the next few days after school starts, right?
As Xia Jinshu thought about this, the idea became more and more appealing to her, and gradually it turned into actual action.
She thought and thought, trying to come up with a suitable reason for going to Song Yunshen's class to find him without causing any misunderstanding.
After thinking it over, her eyes suddenly lit up. She quickly took out a piece of paper from the drawer, pondered for a moment, and then buried herself in writing.
Zhuang Lujun, who was idly twirling her pen beside Xia Jinshu, suddenly noticed Xia Jinshu writing something and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
"Practicing English composition," Xia Jinshu lied without batting an eye.
She then slightly adjusted her posture and used her arm to block Zhuang Lujun's view so that she wouldn't notice anything amiss.
Xia Jinshu quickly finished writing a letter, carefully put it in an envelope, stuffed it into her pocket, took a deep breath, and immediately stood up. She patted Zhuang Lujun on the shoulder, gesturing for her to move aside, and said, "I'm going to the restroom."
"Oh, oh." Zhuang Lujun immediately gave way and watched Xia Jinshu leave. After leaving the classroom, Xia Jinshu first pretended to walk towards the restroom, but when she passed the stairwell, she immediately changed direction and quickly walked towards the second floor.
Once she reached the second floor, she took small, quick steps, keeping her head down to avoid being recognized, and hurried to the corner of the corridor between the senior and junior high school buildings.
As soon as they turned the corner, they bumped into a figure with a bang.
Xia Jinshu winced in pain instantly and instinctively stepped back, saying almost simultaneously with the other person, "Sorry... I... um?"
Song Yunshen, who had been bumped in the chest by Xia Jinshu's head, was rubbing his aching chest and apologizing. When he looked up and looked closely, he realized that it was Xia Jinshu.
Xia Jinshu was also surprised. After seeing Song Yunshen's face clearly, she was stunned for a moment. "You... what are you doing here?"
"I'll come find you, senior." Song Yunshen smiled helplessly. "I promised to come find you, I can't go back on my word."
Why did it take so long to arrive... Xia Jinshu secretly muttered to herself, but she was actually a little happy, mixed with a little regret.
I should have waited a little longer in the classroom.
"Why are you here, senior?" Song Yunshen asked curiously. "Isn't this the corridor leading to the second year of high school?"
"I... I'll go find the teacher," Xia Jinshu said awkwardly, instinctively trying to explain.
There are indeed offices for teachers of minor subjects in the corridors between the teaching buildings. But it's clear that Xia Jinshu is lying.
"Senior, that's a bit dishonest," Song Yunshen couldn't help but chuckle. "Your Class 4 is on the first floor, so the teachers of the elective subjects must be in their offices on the first-floor corridor. What are you doing on the second-floor corridor?"
Xia Jinshu was speechless for a moment after his question, then sighed softly and rolled her eyes at him, "Okay, actually I came to find you."
"What made you decide to come find me?" Song Yunshen rolled his eyes, then asked with a mischievous grin, "You didn't miss me, did you?"
Xia Jinshu's cheeks flushed slightly, and she reached out and tapped Song Yunshen's head with a hint of annoyance. "Don't talk nonsense. I have something important to discuss with you."
"I see." Song Yunshen sighed softly. "What a pity, I came to find you because I missed my senior."
"Don't talk nonsense." Xia Jinshu gave him a reproachful look. "You only came to find me because you promised me."
"It doesn't matter," Song Yunshen said. "I wanted to come find you this morning, but I was busy with class and couldn't find a chance to come out. I also had to attend the flag-raising ceremony this afternoon. But I didn't expect to see my senior giving a speech on the flag-raising platform."
"My homeroom teacher only told me about this this morning; I didn't expect it myself," Xia Jinshu said, shaking her head helplessly. "I even rushed to finish a speech this morning; it was such a hassle."
"Wow, amazing! No wonder you're my Teacher Xia," Song Yunshen couldn't help but praise.
It's much better than that hairless cat that only knows how to generate speech drafts from Doubao.
My perseverance! My accumulation of knowledge! These two lines automatically came to Song Yunshen's mind whenever the topic of his speech came up, and he couldn't help but smile.
"What's so great about it?" Xia Jinshu shook her head. "It was just something I wrote casually; hardly anyone will listen to it anyway."
"How could that be? I listened to it from beginning to end, completely attentive," Song Yunshen said seriously. "I can even repeat a few sentences now."
"Okay, let's not talk about this." Xia Jinshu interrupted him, looked around, then waved to him and walked downstairs.
"What's wrong?"
"Let's talk somewhere else."
People are coming and going in the corridor; if a teacher sees them, it will have a somewhat negative impact.
So Xia Jinshu led him back to the first floor, and after leaving the teaching building, they stopped in the bamboo pavilion between the two teaching buildings.
"Here, this is for you." After sitting down on the stone bench in the pavilion, Xia Jinshu took out the letter she had written earlier from her pocket and handed it to Song Yunshen.
Song Yunshen blinked, looked down at the envelope in front of him, and couldn't help but joke, "Senior, this isn't a love letter, is it?"
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Jinshu rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "I was thinking that since you hadn't come, I was planning to go to your class to find you, but I needed a good reason, so I wrote a letter in English. After all, we're both in the English Club, so at least the reason is plausible."
"Oh, I see... What a pity." Song Yunshen shook his head regretfully, then took out a letter from his pocket and solemnly handed it to Xia Jinshu. "This is a love letter, you know." Hearing Song Yunshen say this, Xia Jinshu, sitting opposite him, felt her heart race instantly. She was completely flustered, her mouth slightly open as she looked at the letter in front of her, feeling as if it were burning her hand.
love letter?!
Why didn't you write it for Xiao Nuo, but instead wrote it for me?
What is Song Yunshen trying to do?!
This is way too reckless... I'm your tutor!
How could a student do such a thing to a teacher?
Xia Jinshu pursed her lips tightly, momentarily at a loss for how to face Song Yunshen. Her mind went blank as she racked her brains trying to figure out how to respond.
Logically speaking, she should have plenty of experience receiving love letters and know exactly what to do in this situation to politely yet decisively reject the other person's kindness.
but...
Why? Why refuse?
Shouldn't we refuse?
Xia Jinshu's mind went blank, only filled with images of two little figures fighting. It wasn't until Song Yunshen gave a sly Xia Jinshu that he pulled her back from this chaotic state. "Alright, alright, I'm not kidding anymore. This letter was also written in English; I didn't expect it to overlap with your thinking, senior."
"... Huh?" Xia Jinshu was stunned, and it took her a while to fully recover. "Huh?!"
"W-What's wrong?" Seeing her seemingly strong reaction, Song Yunshen asked worriedly, "Senior, are you alright?"
"I'm fine... I'm alright..." Xia Jinshu smiled slightly, then reached out and took Song Yunshen's envelope. She immediately stood up, turned around and left without saying a word.
Does this look good?!
Seeing Song Yunshen quickly reached out and grabbed Xia Jinshu's wrist, saying with a forced smile, "Senior, I was wrong!"
You did nothing wrong.
"I was so wrong, Teacher Xia, please forgive me!"
"I'm not angry," Xia Jinshu said calmly.
He must be furious!
Song Yunshen's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but act cheekily again. "Then smile again, let me see if you're really not angry."
Xia Jinshu shook off his hand, then turned to look at him, giving him a perfectly polite smile. "Looks like you're quite angry."
Didn't I laugh for you?
"I apologize, I won't joke like that with you again."
"No need, I'm really not angry," Xia Jinshu said, lowering her head and silently suppressing the inexplicable flutter in her heart.
"No way, why don't you yell at me a couple of times?"
Xia Jinshu shook her head and walked out of the pavilion again. "I've delivered the letter, I'll go back to the classroom now."
"No... no, no, no! Mama Xia, I was so wrong! Ugh..."
What are you yelling about?!
No sooner said than done, the moment the words "Mama Xia " left Song Yunshen's mouth, Xia Jinshu reacted even faster than Song Yunshen. Her face flushed red, she turned around and immediately covered Song Yunshen's mouth with her hand.
Song Yunshen was also taken aback for a moment, and his ears turned a little red.
He was a little anxious when he saw Xia Jinshu was about to leave, and in a moment of carelessness, he blurted out what was on his mind...
"Um..." Song Yunshen grasped Xia Jinshu's wrist, which was covering his mouth, and gently pulled it away. He scratched his face awkwardly, then racked his brains to explain, "Just now... I... this..." "I didn't hear anything." Xia Jinshu turned her head away, too embarrassed to meet his gaze, her heart pounding.
Song Yunshen, who was initially a little embarrassed, suddenly realized that Xia Jinshu seemed even more embarrassed than him, and then he didn't feel so awkward anymore.
Then an idea came to him. He rolled his eyes and thought, "Since I've already shouted, why not..."
Song Yunshen to Xia Jinshu's ear and whispered, " Mama Xia, don't be angry. I really know I was wrong."
Xia Jinshu's ears went weak at his calling her "Mama Xia," and she felt a tingling sensation all over her body, making her weak and her cheeks flush even more. She gently pushed him away.
"What are you saying... Don't talk nonsense..."
"Didn't you say you didn't hear anything? Now you hear it clearly, right?" Song Yunshen chuckled shamelessly, " Mama Xia ~ Mama Xia ~"
"Oh dear... stop talking!" Xia Jinshu blushed with embarrassment at his words and quickly covered his mouth with her hand. "How can you call me that like that? I'm not your mother."
Are you still angry?
"I'm really not angry with you." Xia Jinshu glared at him helplessly.
If she was truly angry, she was angry at herself for experiencing such intense emotional turmoil when faced with a "love letter."
This kind of thing shouldn't have happened at such a crucial time as the senior year of high school. But now, it's really going to be good... I'm going to have another son.
It's still that naughty son who's only a year younger than me.
I really don't know where this guy gets the nerve to say that to my face.
It was so embarrassing...
But when Song Yunshen confirmed that she wasn't angry, he called her "senior" back, and Xia Jinshu Shu felt inexplicably lost.
Actually... calling her Mama Xia... seems... alright?