That night, Bo Jiangxin said he wasn’t feeling well and took the evening off directly.
Greeting the bell for evening self-study, everyone was rushing to the classrooms, but he alone walked against the flow of people, out of the teaching building.
He didn’t want to come to school tomorrow either, but now that the third year of high school was intense, it wasn’t easy to ask for leave. It required not only teacher approval but also a call from a parent.
After returning home, Bo Jiangxin had no choice but to call his father, Bo Guang, and say he wanted to take a day off.
The man on the other end of the phone seemed very busy, so busy that after answering his son’s call, he still spoke to his subordinate for half a minute before replying, “Why do you want to take time off?”
Bo Jiangxin was even too lazy to make an excuse about feeling unwell, and just said directly, “No reason, I just want to stay home for a day.”
Generally, parents hearing this would absolutely not grant leave to their child without asking clearly for the reason.
“Please change my flight ticket for me; I’m leaving tonight.”
Then there was another rustling sound of papers, and Bo Guang said, “Okay, I’ll have my secretary call your homeroom teacher to ask for leave.”
Bo Jiangxin hummed in response.
“Anything else?”
“No.”
“The college entrance exam is coming soon; balance your study and rest time well.”
“Mm.”
After hanging up the phone, Bo Jiangxin looked around the room. Although staying at home was boring, at least it was quiet.
In the quiet house, there was no one around. The house auntie had also returned to her room to rest. Bo Jiangxin leaned back on the sofa, staring blankly at the glass lamp hanging from the second-floor ceiling. His headache finally eased a little.
He was quite pathetic, growing up, this was the first time he was so scared by a girl’s inner voice that he could only hide at home.
If it weren’t for this accident, he would never have noticed Xiang Di, this unfamiliar classmate, and he would never have discovered that she liked him.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t accidentally heard others’ inner voices. The last time he heard an inner voice from the opposite sex was last year when he had the flu. The nurse was drawing his blood, skillfully inserting the needle into his vein while cursing her colleague, Dr. XX, to die soon.
The time before that was during a high school PE class break. When the queue disbanded, it was chaotic, and a girl bumped into him. He reached out to support her slightly, and then he heard her inner voice.
[Success! Bo Jiangxin supported me, hehe.]
Later, the girl ran away, and Ye Minjia ambiguously poked his arm, saying that the girl’s expression looked a bit shy, implying she might have a crush on him.
“She wouldn’t have deliberately bumped into you, would she?”
Bo Jiangxin simply denied it indifferently, “What nonsense are you talking about?”
So, when he heard Xiang Di’s inner voice at the milk tea shop, apart from slightly frowning at her calling him “husband,” he had no other thoughts and simply pretended not to hear it.
However, this girl was clearly not as innocent and harmless as she appeared.
Rather than saying she liked him, it was more like she was treating him as a tonic.
During that agonizing afternoon, her mind was occupied with only two things.
Studying and him.
Either he heard her complaining about how hard it was, having just finished one mock exam paper, only to be given another review paper from a prestigious school, or he heard her rejoicing:
[Fortunately, I have my husband. Just seeing my husband’s handsome face instantly cures me~]
[It’s just writing papers, I can do another eight hundred sheets without a problem!]
It was simply annoying to death.
How could such a delicate and quiet-looking girl be so noisy and lewd in her inner thoughts?
Anyway, now that he was home, she could just work hard on those eight hundred test papers herself.
He would stay home for a day, and then go to school the next day to see if he could no longer hear the rambling inner thoughts of a certain marmot with a thieving heart but no guts.
Bo Jiangxin took leave from evening self-study.
Xiang Di’s spiritual sustenance was gone.
She spent the entire evening self-study in a daze. The next morning, she happily came for morning self-study, full of anticipation to see him, but even after morning self-study was over and the bell for the first class rang, Bo Jiangxin still hadn’t arrived.
She wanted to know why he hadn’t come to class, but she didn’t dare to ask anyone.
For someone like her, who usually had no interaction with Bo Jiangxin, suddenly asking why he hadn’t come to class was no different from a werewolf revealing themselves.
There was nothing she could do; after all, she had a secret crush.
She was so afraid of letting anyone find out that even her concern for him couldn’t be openly expressed.
Fortunately, the subject teacher also cared about Bo Jiangxin and directly asked, “Oh, where’s Bo Jiangxin?”
Xiang Di silently said “thank you, teacher” in her heart.
This time, Ye Minjia didn’t say Bo Jiangxin went to the restroom, but instead said, “Teacher, Bo Jiangxin is sick and took leave today.”
The subject teacher said “oh” and told the students to take out the test papers assigned yesterday and began lecturing.
Xiang Di absentmindedly took out her test paper.
Throughout the rest of the day, Xiang Di kept finding opportunities to casually turn her head and look at Bo Jiangxin’s seat.
She knew he wasn’t there, but his seat had already become the focal point of her every lingering glance.
Just like in the two years of high school and the second year, when Xiang Di was still in a regular class, she would pass his class countless times, running through the corridors of the entire grade, just to create a single, expressionless passing encounter with him.
Although it wouldn’t attract his attention, it was enough for her to be happy for those few seconds for the entire day.
Xiang Di patted her face.
Forget it, forget it, don’t recall such a bitter past anymore.
She had finally managed to get into the key class and was already in the same class as Bo Jiangxin. She was already very lucky.
One should always think positively. She believed he would definitely return to school soon for class.
Optimistic people are always luckier.
Bo Jiangxin returned to school for class the next day.
It was a morning like any other, with a chill in the air, and the sounds of reciting books filled the corridors and classrooms. Bo Jiangxin walked lazily upstairs, his schoolbag slung over one shoulder, his hands in his pockets.
Xiang Di stood in the corridor, pulling Liang Qianqian to recite an English essay.
She was reciting an essay template about advocating a low-carbon lifestyle.
“Recently, it is very popular to live a low-carbon life-“
Her pronunciation wasn’t perfect, but her attitude was serious, her voice was sweet, and her pauses and inflections were like a child reciting a rhyme, spitting out one word at a time.
Just as he walked upstairs, he heard her reciting English. After listening for a few seconds, Bo Jiangxin felt slightly relieved.
It should have worn off.
But the next second, Xiang Di, who suddenly got stuck, started to dart her eyes around and directly met his gaze.
[Ah!]
Bo Jiangxin retracted his previous second of relief.
It hadn’t worn off; he could still hear the marmot’s screams.
He should have asked for a few more days off. Now his dad was on a business trip abroad and had even less time to answer his calls.
Then he heard her surprised voice again.
[Great, great! He really only took one day off!]
[I can see my husband again today, hehe.]
[Lucky girl, that’s me!]
Yes, she was the luckiest person in the world; he, this great tonic for studying, had delivered himself to her doorstep again.
Bo Jiangxin walked into the classroom expressionlessly.
Ye Minjia, sitting in the classroom, saw him and was exceptionally surprised: “Wow, you recovered so quickly from your illness?”
“Not recovered.”
He originally thought it was fine, but it was still the same.
It was just a sip of milk tea; when would the marmot’s screaming finally disappear?
“You’re not recovered and you’re back in class? Bro, do you really need to be so passionate about studying?”
Bo Jiangxin ignored him.
Ye Minjia mumbled, “Who are you trying to beat to death? You’re already first in the eight-school joint exam. What’s wrong with missing a few days of class? Can’t you give me a break?”
While complaining, his hands were still honestly organizing his notebook for – incorrect answers/problems.
Bo Jiangxin suddenly asked him, “You really don’t want to see me in class?”
Ye Minjia pursed his lips: “Yeah, hit me if you dare.”
Having long been used to Ye Minjia’s annoying tone, Bo Jiangxin just looked at him calmly.
After a long silence, Ye Minjia thought he was serious and was about to explain that he was just joking, when Bo Jiangxin said indifferently again, “Then help me think of an excuse to tell the homeroom teacher so I can take a few more days off.”
“Huh?” Ye Minjia blinked, “Wait a minute, that’s not what I meant-“
Before he could finish speaking, the class bell rang, and students reciting in the corridor gradually returned to the classroom.
Xiang Di also bounced in, humming a song in her heart.
Bo Jiangxin glanced at her, quickly retracted his gaze, and impatiently ordered Ye Minjia, “If you don’t want to see me, quickly help me think of an excuse to ask for leave and go home.”
The first class was the homeroom teacher’s chemistry class. Ye Minjia was about to explain when Chen Jinghua already walked in with his thermos.
Before class, Chen Jinghua first cared about the students’ health.
“Well, the weather has been unpredictable recently, and the flu virus is out again. Normally, pay attention to staying warm and personal hygiene. Don’t get sick at this critical moment. There are only a few months left. Missing one day of class means one less point for the college entrance exam, understand?”
Faint responses came from below the stage.
“Got it………………”
What kind of bullshit third year of high school is this? You can’t even get sick. Is there any human rights left?
Chen Jinghua then asked Bo Jiangxin, “Bo Jiangxin, has your flu gotten better?”
He directly assumed that Bo Jiangxin took leave yesterday because he had the flu.
Bo Jiangxin was about to say that he hadn’t recovered yet and wanted to go home to rest for a few more days when he heard someone’s worried voice.
[He really has the flu.]
[But the flu shouldn’t get completely better that quickly, right?]
[Although I really want to see my husband every day, health comes first, so it’s better to rest at home for a few more days.]
[A few days ago, I heard my mom say what medicine is most effective for the flu. It seems like we bought a few boxes at home. I wonder if my husband bought that medicine. I really want to give it to him… Forget it, he’s not familiar with me, so he definitely won’t take it. I shouldn’t humiliate myself.]
[Should I find a way to tell the class monitor and then have the class monitor tell him… But doing that would be too obvious. Will the class monitor find out I like him? That would be embarrassing………………]
[Ahhh, so conflicted!]
[It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t know me or doesn’t like me, but my husband must be healthy. God bless, God bless.]
The weather has been alternately cold and warm lately, making it easy to get sick.
If push comes to shove, her physical constitution is good, and she rarely gets sick since childhood. If possible, she could even share it with Bo Jiangxin.
At this moment, it wasn’t because she wanted to see the person she liked at school every day that she prayed to God, but simply hoped that the person she liked would be healthy and free from illness.
“Bo Jiangxin.” Chen Jinghua reminded him again, “Teacher is asking you a question, has your illness gotten better?”
Huh?
Bo Jiangxin snapped back to attention.
His long eyelashes hid his clear, unruffled eyes. His Adam’s apple subtly moved, and he faintly hummed.
“Yes.” He imperceptibly curved the corners of his lips, then Bo Jiangxin added, “Teacher, rest assured, I’m completely recovered.”
Someone else was relieved now too.
[Yay!]
[Completely recovered, little flu, conquered!]
[As expected of my husband, apart from that questionable aspect, his physical health in other areas is great!]
Bo Jiangxin’s face darkened.
He should just go home.
He wanted to ask if her thought process could, even for just one second, maintain the straightforward cuteness it had just a moment ago, and not veer off into strange directions.
Also, although it had nothing to do with her, and he had no thoughts about her, he was excellent in all aspects and didn’t need her to be questionable.
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