When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 133: Feeling Sour

The girls from Class 8 had been warned by Boss Pei, forced to clean the toilets of the entire teaching building, and by the next day, the news spread like wildfire, eventually reaching Jiang Shuyao’s ears.

She hadn’t expected that guy to relapse into his old ways, feeling helpless and annoyed.

After much thought, she took out her phone and sent a WeChat message.

[Are you in the classroom, I need to talk to you.]

During the daytime classes, Jiang Shuyao seldom went downstairs to find Pei Yan.

Watching the countdown at the front of the classroom drop to just seven days, it seemed her previous concerns had slowly faded as the Gaokao approached.

At that moment, in Class 2, a group of boys were gathered around Boss Pei and Xu Kanfeng discussing problems.

Mid-discussion, Pei Yan’s phone by his side buzzed twice.

He glanced at it nonchalantly and stood up from the crowd.

"Hey, Brother Yan, why are you leaving?"

"Got something to do."

Xu Kanfeng, quick-witted, hurriedly called out, "Brother Yan, don’t forget to get the Class 6 quiz notes for me."

The curious crowd asked, "What notes, can we take a look too?"

"Class 6’s notes, you think you can understand them?"

This statement wasn’t very hurtful, but it was extremely insulting.

A few of them exchanged looks, grabbing their papers and throwing them at Xu Kanfeng’s face.

Hey! They’re really rebelling now, aren’t afraid of him anymore, huh.

Chen Jin sat cross-legged, full of thought, "Kanzi, those glory days, it’ll be tough to return to them in this lifetime."

Indeed.

The three of them, since meeting Brother Yan, had practically dominated the schools of half of Rong City with their swagger for the past two years.

But now, with the boss having washed his hands clean of his past ambitions, the rest of them were also living a retired life, wearing warm jackets in winter and using fans in summer.

A long sigh resonated, the youth filled with melancholy.

Chen Jin composed a poem on the spot, dispersing the gang of boys who were quite disgusted.

This guy’s really toxic.

Xu Kanfeng silently turned his head away, ignoring him.

The basketball court.

The boy stood a meter away from her, hands in pockets, leaning against the protective netting, maintaining a proper safety distance.

Unbeknownst to them, this place had become their secret spot for private conversations.

Jiang Shuyao felt awkward and pursed her lips, saying, "Actually, I just wanted to talk to you for a bit, we could have done it outside Class 2, no need to come all the way here."

The breeze passed by, lightly lifting the airy bangs on the girl’s forehead.

Eighteen had not worn away the innocence in her eyes, those pair of eyes growing ever more pure and clear with each passing year.

Pei Yan’s gaze was lazy, it was uncertain what emotions he harbored as he quietly admired the person before him.

After listening to the girl, he slowly stood up straight and took a few steps closer to her, "Do you believe, if one day you went to Class 2 to find me, those boys, including passersby, their eyes would all be glued on you?"

He paused in his tone then asked in a low voice, "Do you think I can stand that?"

Jiang Shuyao was slightly stunned, lifting her head gently to look at him, unsure how to respond.

Actually, maybe in everyone else’s eyes, she wasn’t as... as he described.

The guy was used to being dominant and had strong possessive instincts, so it wasn’t strange for him to have this kind of thought.

Jiang Shuyao hadn’t forgotten the reason she had come to find him.

Thinking of the Class 8 girls cleaning the toilets, she hesitated before saying, "Don’t trouble that girl anymore, with the Gaokao so close, let her focus on her studies."

Look at this mindset.

Pei Yan tilted his head jokingly, "Can kindness put food on the table, my Princess?"

"It’s not about being kind or not, just, it’s not a big deal, I think it’s fine," the girl quietly argued back.

It’s not a big deal.

He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pointing in the direction of Qinyuan Building and said indifferently, "Do you know how that girl is spreading rumors behind your back, how she’s slandering you in places you can’t see?"

Jiang Shuyao hadn’t thought about all this.

She followed the direction of his finger with her gaze, her eyes becoming fixed.

"Mr. Yu said, let me focus on preparing for the exams, and after the Gaokao, all those rumors will fall apart on their own."

The girl’s voice was soft and gentle, softer than the wind.

Seeing her like this, Pei Yan couldn’t be forceful anymore.

Behind him, there was a long silence.

His breath was so close, she felt her entire heart being filled even without him saying anything.

She wasn’t too nice of a person.

She simply didn’t want Pei Yan to divert his energy to other matters at this crucial time.

The bell was about to ring. Jiang Shuyao turned around to face Pei Yan, "Go back to class. Xu Kanfeng asked for the class notes for Grade Six, didn’t he? I’ll bring them down to you after school at noon."

He looked at her sideways, "If Xu Kanfeng wants them, why give them to me?"

What a petty man.

Jiang Shuyao didn’t want to argue with him, shrugged off the hand on her shoulder, and walked towards the small path beside her.

If she wasn’t worried about someone getting jealous, would she have let things come to this?

Xu Kanfeng probably thought she was being biased, always thinking of Pei Yan first whenever there was anything good.

The girl stomped away indignantly, while the boy behind her smiled brilliantly.

The distant sound of the class bell could be faintly heard from Qinyuan Building.

Pei Yan lazily leaned against the railing, slowly raising his head.

For many years, he hadn’t paid attention to the color of Rong City’s sky.

Only when you fall in love with someone do you start to love this city and the sky overhead.

The boy’s raised jawline was beautifully smooth, and the corners of his cool eyes shimmered with specks of tenderness.

Pei Yan at this moment was like an angel.

So beautiful it made your heart flutter.

On the last day of the final exam countdown, the office of academic affairs issued a holiday notice for the entire grade.

For the final-year students, this day off at home could almost be measured in seconds.

86,400 seconds.

Excluding sleeping, eating, and going to the bathroom, the remaining time was filled with tension, anticipation, pressure, and even the sensations of impending relief.

That afternoon, Chen Jin and a few others brought four cases of Red Bull to Yasong Residence.

When Jiang Shuyao and Pei Yan went downstairs to meet them, the three were showing their health codes to the security guard and left a case in his room, telling the uncle to have a drink for fun when he was free.

She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry; the uncle was of considerable age, how could he drink that stuff.

"You lads, make sure you wear your masks. This case of drinks isn’t going to bribe me."

The guard’s professionalism was never compromised for a little benefit.

As everyone carried the Red Bulls upstairs, Jiang Shuyao gave the uncle a thumbs-up from afar.

Throughout the pandemic, Yasong Residence had been solid as a rock, not letting in a single virus carrier.

Elevator in the hallway, the garden’s sewer, the property management team’s daily routine of disinfecting and checking temperatures door to door.

In tough times, it was a critical moment to showcase the sense of responsibility of the staff.

Countless community workers like the security guard, their spirit of selfless dedication, deserved everyone’s respect.

This was the trio’s first visit to Yasong Residence.

Even though they had known for a long time that Brother Yan and Sister Yao lived right opposite each other, they couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement when they saw it with their own eyes.

Only two households per floor, the two families saw each other all the time. Boss Pei deserved his title, his scope was impressive.

With a crowd standing outside the door, Jiang Shuyao said softly, "You guys go have fun, I’ll call you when dinner’s ready."

Old Jiang was home today and upon hearing that Pei Yan’s classmates were coming over, he offered to cook for everyone.

Xu Kanfeng quickly nodded, "OK, no problem."

Then he abruptly received a kick on his behind.

"What are you agreeing to, I haven’t said a word yet."

Oh.

Xu Kanfeng looked towards Boss Pei with a wronged expression.

Pei Yan took out his keys to unlock the door, speaking indifferently, "We’ll sort out lunch ourselves, you rest well today and go to bed early tonight. Tomorrow at seven, I’ll come knocking."

The three of them: "..."

Unacquainted with love as they were.

They didn’t understand why suddenly, their hearts would sour.

So sour their teeth felt itchy.