As soon as Pei Qing looked up, he found that Zhan Weiyang was peeking at him with his mobile phone camera. He just glanced over calmly, pretended not to see anything, lowered his head and continued reading.
Zhan Weiyang was rustling on his side, holding his cell phone to reply to a message. Then he put the cell phone aside, picked up a pen and started working on the questions attentively.
This time, he was really focused. Although he didn’t know whether he got it right or not, at least he answered one question after another.
Teachers often said that no matter whether they could answer the question correctly or not during the exam, they must write something so that the teacher marking could give them points. Zhan Weiyang remembered this sentence very well.
From time to time, the sound of Pei Qing turning the pages of a book could be heard behind him.
Pei Qing was reading seriously. He would occasionally look up at Zhan Weiyang. Ever since he caught Zhan Weiyang peeking at him with his cell phone, Zhan Weiyang had been burying his head doing questions.
Zhan Weiyang’s grades were not good; this was what Zhan Weiguang had told him before. In the three years since Pei Qing’s father remarried Zhan Weiyang’s aunt, he had only seen Zhan Weiyang during the Chinese New Year and almost never communicated.
At first, he thought Zhan Weiyang was introverted, but when he moved into their home this time, he realized that Zhan Weiyang was actually a bit slow.
He heard that Zhan Pengcheng started from scratch and was very good at doing business. He worked hard from being a small boss to now having a good-sized company. Zhan Weiguang was also smart. He went to the same high school as Zhan Weiyang. At that time, he was a popular figure in the school. He had good grades and was good at sports. He was also good-looking. He was admitted to a prestigious university in a first-tier city in the college entrance examination.
Why was Zhan Weiyang slow?
Pei Qing couldn’t figure it out and didn’t ask. In the end, his surname was not Zhan, and he had no blood relationship with the Zhan family. He was not as friendly in his heart as he looked on the outside.
He would have planned to rent a house if it hadn’t been for his father and stepmother’s insistence. Not only would living in other people’s homes cause trouble to others, but his own life would also be inconvenient.
Pei Qing turned the page of the book in his hand and raised his head to look at Zhan Weiyang. Zhan Weiyang was poking his head with the cap of his pen sadly, as if he could get the answer to the question with just a poke. Pei Qing lowered his gaze, hesitated a little, put the book aside, stood up, walked behind Zhan Weiyang, and asked, “Do you need help?”
Zhan Weiyang was startled by Pei Qing’s sudden voice. He looked back and subconsciously pushed the book to the side so that Pei Qing could see the title clearly.
There was no second chair in the room, so Pei Qing could only bend down and get close to Zhan Weiyang to read the question.
High school math questions were not that simple, but Pei Qing was good at these questions. He took the scratch paper on the table and the pen to explain to Zhan Weiyang how to solve the problem.
Zhan Weiyang listened very carefully and kept nodding.
After Pei Qing finished speaking, he handed the pen back to Zhan Weiyang. When Zhan Weiyang started to write the answers, he stood aside and looked at the homework in front of him. He found that Zhan Weiyang had made more than one question wrong.
But after Zhan Weiyang finished the question, he didn’t ask him anything, so he walked away silently, returned to the bed and sat down to continue reading his book.
By the time Zhan Weiyang finished the homework assigned by the teacher, it was already completely dark.
He put down his pen and stretched. He stood up and walked to the window to take a look outside. He raised his hand to close the curtains. When he came back to sit down at the desk, Zhan Weiyang took out a new exercise book from the drawer. Tear off two pages of paper, carefully spread them out on the table, and solemnly pick up the pen to write a love letter to Xie Ling.
When Zhan Weiyang was about to write the words ‘Xie Ling’ in the upper left corner, he hesitated and decided to leave it blank first, so he left two spaces at the beginning of the line and wrote ‘Hello’ directly and then he couldn’t continue writing.
He was not Chen Youyou. He didn’t do his homework well at all. Every time he wrote an essay for an exam, he would rather die than write.
Zhan Weiyang put down his pen and looked back at Pei Qing.
Pei Qing quickly noticed his gaze and looked up at him, “What’s wrong?”
Zhan Weiyang said hesitantly, “The teacher also assigned an essay today.”
Pei Qing looked at the homework paper he tore off and spread out on the table, smiled slightly, and asked in a gentle tone, “What is it about?”
Zhan Weiyang said, “Writing a love letter.”
Pei Qing’s expression didn’t change at all; he just smiled and said, “Does a Chinese teacher in the second year assign homework to write love letters?”
Zhan Weiyang nodded, “How should I write it? I have never written it before.”
Pei Qing put the book aside and stood up slowly. He walked to Zhan Weiyang, looked down at the word ‘Hello’ written on his homework paper, and asked, “Do you need me to teach you how to write?”
Zhan Weiyang said softly, “Thank you, Qing ge.”
Pei Qing nodded and said, “Wait a moment.”
He left Zhan Weiyang’s room, pushed a chair over from his own room, sat down next to Zhan Weiyang, then stared at Zhan Weiyang’s homework paper and asked, “Who are you writing to?”
Zhan Weiyang said, “There is no one, just an imaginary object.”
Pei Qing glanced at him, “Then what kind of girl is the object of your imagination?”
Zhan Weiyang did not answer immediately. He collected his thoughts before saying, “Tall, good-looking girl with good grades.”
Pei Qing said, “Do you like girls with good grades?”
Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt the need to explain. He said, “It’s not that I like it. That’s how it’s required.”
Pei Qing didn’t understand what he said and asked, “Is it the requirement for homework?”
Zhan Weiyang nodded.
Pei Qing then said, “Okay then. Does she know you?”
Zhan Weiyang said, “Don’t know.”
Pei Qing tapped Zhan Weiyang’s homework paper with his slender fingers, “Then let’s start with self-introduction.”
Zhan Weiyang lowered his head and exposed the white section of the back of his neck above his collar. He was holding the pen a little hard and wrote word by word, “I am Zhan Weiyang, Class 3, Grade 2, 17 years old. I am 174 centimetres tall, Aries, blood type B.”
After he finished writing, he looked up at Pei Qing and asked, “Is this okay?”
Pei Qing held his forehead with one hand, watched him finish writing in silence, and said, “It doesn’t need to be so detailed.”
Zhan Weiyang was a little at a loss.
Pei Qing noticed that he was a little nervous, so he patted his shoulder gently and said, “It’s okay, go ahead. You can write about how you first met her and how you felt at that time.”
Zhan Weiyang then continued to write, “I met you at the school gate this morning. I thought you were very good-looking, and then I listened to your speech, and your voice was also very nice.” He raised his head, frowned and thought for a while, and he also wrote, “You have good grades, and I think you are very good.”
Pei Qing saw this and asked him, “Do you like her just because of this?”
Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t like him.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the cold female voice suddenly say: “The relationship status has been negatively enhanced, and 2 points have been deducted.”
Zhan Weiyang suddenly stood up from the chair and looked at Pei Qing in panic.
Pei Qing looked at him in surprise, “What’s wrong?”
Zhan Weiyang said urgently, “I like him.”
Pei Qing lowered his eyelashes to cover up the inexplicable feeling towards Zhan Weiyang in his eyes, showed a gentle smile and said, “If you like her, then you like her, don’t be nervous.”
Zhan Weiyang was obviously still nervous. He was talking to System in his head: I like him, don’t deduct points from me.
It’s a pity that the System ignored him.
Pei Qing saw that he was standing, stretched out a hand to him and said, “Yangyang, come sit down, let’s continue writing.” He had called him Weiyang before, but this was the first time he had called Weiyang like how his father and grandma called him, Yangyang. He wanted to appease Zhan Weiyang’s emotions.
Zhan Weiyang looked at Pei Qing’s hands. Pei Qing’s hands were as beautiful as his own, with slender fingers and clear joints. There was a thin layer of calluses on the palms and fingertips.
The hand patiently stretched out to Zhan Weiyang, waiting for him. Zhan Weiyang calmed down, took Pei Qing’s hand, and returned to the desk to sit down.
Pei Qing immediately withdrew his hand, pointed to his homework paper, and said, “Keep writing.”
Notes:
In chinese he/him is 他 (ta), she/her 她 (ta), that’s why when Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang talking, Pei Qing didn’t realised that Zhan Weiyang was talking about a male friend and the fact that he didn’t write the name creates further misunderstanding
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