Youth if route

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Chapter 255 Youth If Timeline

The second semester of senior year.

This winter break was practically nonexistent; the break started on the 26th of the lunar calendar, and school resumed on the 6th of the new year.

The pre-school questionnaire only had one option. "Yes." Those who dared to choose "no" had to fill in their student ID number and reasons, which was no different from arguing with the dean of students while holding up their school ID cards.

Qing Mengzhu sighed, slumped onto the table, and didn't want to move.

The pen tip poked and prodded on the exam paper, leaving unsightly ink spots.

Qing Mengzhu was annoyed by it, so she simply drew a little robot on it.

As he was drawing, the girl next to him gently nudged his arm, and then a note was slipped under his arm.

Qing Mengzhu opened the note and saw Zhao Hexi's ugly, hunched-over handwriting. "[Are you still a day student this semester?]"

Qing Mengzhu quickly wrote: [Aren't you leaving?]

Zhao Hexi: [My parents won't allow it, saying that studying at school during lunch and evenings will save time and help me focus.]

Qing Mengzhu turned to look at him, a sympathetic look in her eyes, and wrote: [I'm more efficient at home; Ming Chunxi will tutor me.]

Zhao Hexi: [God Ming, I also want to latch onto his coattails. But Old Qin and the others have been keeping a close eye on him lately, all waiting for him to get the top score and be in the top 2. Isn't he under a lot of pressure?]

Qing Mengzhu: [She's won international gold medals...]

After a few casual words, the bell rang for the end of the last self-study period in the afternoon. Qing Mengzhu stood up abruptly, shoved her books and test papers into her bag, and was about to leave.

The girl next to him cast an envious glance. "Going home?"

Qing Mengzhu, beaming, said, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Girl: "I'll finish this test paper so I don't have to wait in line for food."

Qing Mengzhu pushed the chair under the table and waved to Zhao Hexi and the others, "I'll be going now, see you tomorrow."

Qing Mengzhu followed the flow of people down the street.

Their Class 7 was on the third floor, while Ming Chunxi's experimental class was on the first floor.

The school said they wanted to save time for the experimental classes. Both the arts and sciences experimental classes were on the first floor. Every time Qing Mengzhu came down, he would just glance at the window of the science experimental class, Ming Chunxi would see him and come out.

Qing Mengzhu arrived at roughly the same time every day, and Ming Chunxi indeed saw him immediately.

Ming Chunxi, who came out with a bag slung across her shoulder, glanced at him and asked, "Why aren't you wearing a coat?"

Qing Mengzhu was wearing a winter sports uniform with a black V-neck sweater over it. It looked good, but it was early spring, and it would probably be very cold to go out cycling.

Qing Mengzhu said nonchalantly, "I forgot, it's okay, I'll be home soon."

Ming Chunxi took off her coat and threw it to him. "Put this on."

Qing Mengzhu took the coat and carried it. "Aren't you going to wear it?"

After taking off her coat, Ming Chunxi was wearing a winter school uniform and a V-neck sweater.

Meeting Qing Mengzhu's gaze, Ming Chunxi raised her eyelids slightly, rolled up her sleeves slightly to reveal a black thermal undershirt underneath. "I'm wearing a thermal undershirt."

Qing Mengzhu then put on the coat that still held Ming Chunxi's warmth; the sleeves were a bit too long, and the hem covered her bottom.

He didn't roll up his sleeves, but wore them as is, as if his whole body was enveloped in Ming Chunxi's scent and body temperature.

As Ming Chunxi walked ahead, Qing Mengzhu had a subtle smile on her face. She covered her face with her hand, as if to shield herself from the oncoming cold wind, but actually she was sniffing the scent of her cuffs—a light, faint fragrance of laundry detergent.

The two went to the bike shed to ride bicycles.

Ming Lexin had previously offered to arrange a driver to pick them up and drop them off, Ming Chunxi refused, saying that they didn't have much time for exercise and that cycling to and from school would be a good way to get some exercise.

Qing Mengzhu expressed her desire to be with Ming Chunxi, saying that the two could keep each other company.

It just so happens that their commute to and from school coincides with rush hour, and driving is always congested, so riding a bicycle is more convenient and faster.

Day students kept passing them and riding onto the bike path.

They rode side by side, closer than usual, mainly to make it easier for those behind to overtake.

In early spring, darkness falls early, and now it's completely dark. The streetlights shine on them, and the glare from various cars on the road, separated by green belts, also falls on them.

Amidst the cacophony of sounds and lights, as Qing Mengzhu and Ming Chunxi rode side by side, they always had the illusion that the world consisted only of the two of them.

Qing Mengzhu has a secret.

Qing Mengzhu enjoys this little world.

The dates on the banner hanging on the teaching building were flipping by quickly, just as Qing Mengzhu and the others' days were passing by in a flash.

Before we knew it, it was time for the 100-day countdown rally. The school also held a coming-of-age ceremony for them all, regardless of whether they were over eighteen or not.

Qing Mengzhu and Ming Chunxi are the same age, but Ming Chunxi's birthday is earlier, on March 17th, when she has already turned eighteen, while Qing Mengzhu's birthday is later, on October 26th, when she has not yet turned eighteen.

At this moment, the two men, both dressed in suits of the same color, stood in front of Ming Lexin.

The boy's body was still rather thin, which made his waist appear even slimmer and his legs longer, like a graceful and elegant young man.

Ming Lexin looked at the two of them with a very pleased expression, and couldn't help but reach out and pat each of them on the back. "You two look so good in these outfits. It's a good thing I arranged for a photographer to take some pictures later, otherwise it would be a shame."

Ming Chunxi reminded him, "Don't shoot for too long."

Qing Mengzhu: "It's alright. The rally lasts so long, we can't do anything else in between. We can just film it when we have a spare moment."

Ming Lexin: "Xiao Zhu is right."

Qing Mengzhu stood on tiptoe, putting her arm around Ming Chunxi's shoulder. "Auntie, my dad said he'll be waiting for me downstairs at the teaching building around 8:30. Can he come with me to the activity later?"

Ms. Ming Lexin and Qing Mengzhu's father Qing Yan, divorced more than a year ago.

Both of them are good people, but their personalities clashed. They broke up peacefully and remained friends afterward.

Qing Yan was busy expanding her career and couldn't spare the time, so Qing Mengzhu continued to live with Ming Chunxi at Ming Lexin's house.

Qing Mengzhu needs Ming Chunxi's help with tutoring, and Ming Lexin is happy that Ming Chunxi has a brother of the same age who can be more youthful and active, so she and Qing Yan hit it off immediately, and the two brothers still live together now.

When Ming Lexin heard Qing Mengzhu's question, she readily replied, "Sure, we'll invite him to come along for the photoshoot later and have the photographer take plenty of pictures."

Qing Mengzhu, revealing her bright white teeth, and pulled out her phone. "That's great! I'll tell my dad first!"

Ming Lexin gently patted his back. "Okay, see you later."

Soon, the four of them met up.

Qing Yan is a bit taller than Qing Mengzhu, with a slender figure and a rather refined and handsome appearance, not looking her age at all.

Qing Mengzhu stood with him, like two brothers.

Qing Mengzhu and Ming Chunxi stand together, they don't really look like brothers. Their styles are too different. One is as fresh and bright as spring, and the other is as serious and cold as winter. They don't look like brothers at all.

The two got along very closely. Ming Chunxi, who was usually aloof from strangers, would never refuse physical contact from Qing Mengzhu. Even if it were her own mother, Ming Lexin, Ming Chunxi would feel uncomfortable.

The photographer arrived quickly and, before the rally officially began, directed Qing Mengzhu and the other three to take photos.

A photo of Ming Lexin and Ming Chunxi, a photo of Ming Lexin and Qing Mengzhu, and a photo of Qing Yan and Qing Mengzhu.

Since they had broken up amicably, Ming Lexin and Qing Yan did not appear in the same frame, while Qing Mengzhu and Ming Chunxi took many photos together.

--Under the teaching building, in the biology garden, in front of the honor roll... In most of the photos, Qing Mengzhu is smiling, and Ming Chunxi's gaze is also very gentle.

Qing Mengzhu took photos with Ming Chunxi, including photos with friends, teachers, and fellow travelers who shared the same time during their youth.