"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for telling you the wrong answer."
As soon as class ended, the girl in front turned around, apologizing to Xifeng with a remorseful expression, looking as if she was about to cry.
"It's fine, it's fine." Xifeng waved her hand with a smile. She couldn't have answered it anyway, and the girl had helped her to so extent—at least the answer the girl gave wasn't too outrageous.
If she had guessed herself, she might have guessed ①②③, which would have made her a laughingstock.
Getting the answer wrong clearly wasn't a big deal, yet the girl acted as if she'd caused so huge disaster. This made Xifeng feel a bit overwheld—what's the big deal? Was it worth this reaction?
It was only then that Xifeng realized that despite being classmates for so many days, she still didn't know this girl's na.
This wasn't because Xifeng didn't actively interact with other classmates. She actually knew about half the class, but this girl who sat in front of her spent all day sitting in her seat being antisocial, rarely interacted with others during breaks, and seed to never smile.
Just like a youthful version of Bei Yaoyue.
Thinking of Bei Yaoyue's attitude toward strangers, Xifeng hadn't approached her to strike up conversations.
"Um..." Xifeng awkwardly scratched her cheek with her index finger, "What's your na?"
"So I really have no presence..." the girl said dejectedly with extre disappointnt, as if a dark cloud appeared above her head, raining down on her.
The girl's tearful appearance imdiately filled Xifeng with deep guilt. She quickly shook her head: "No no no, I just..."
Hmm... just what...?
Unable to think of a suitable excuse for a mont, Xifeng froze completely, her smile stiffening on her face.
Following Xifeng's silence, the gloom above the girl's head deepened, and moisture began brewing in her eyes.
"No, don't cry!" Xifeng imdiately panicked. She couldn't stand seeing girls cry, especially when she seed to be the one who made her cry—this made her feel even more guilty.
Tears circled in the girl's eyes, then seed to be absorbed back by her eyes. She sniffled and said: "My na is Hua Nongying."
"...Hua Nongying?" Xifeng was stunned.
"Mm."
"...That sounds nice, it's a good na."
Though she said this, Xifeng's real thought was... isn't this too Mary Sue-ish!
It was almost the sa level as nas like Mu Binglei, Su ngdie, or Yu Nishang. Hearing the na Hua Nongying, Xifeng unconsciously imagined a stunningly beautiful girl with multicolored eyes and rainbow-colored hair.
Hua Nongying seed to see right through her thoughts, her face seemingly covered with a gray layer as she asked softly: "Are you thinking my na is very Mary Sue?"
"Uh... yes." Since Hua Nongying asked directly, Xifeng felt too embarrassed to keep dodging. She smiled awkwardly and asked: "How did you know?"
"Because almost everyone says that."
"..." Xifeng was speechless. Apparently she wasn't the only one who thought this—this was what they called great minds thinking alike.
Recovering slightly from her low spirits, Hua Nongying softly recited: "Waterbirds rest on sand as evening falls on the pool, clouds part and moon erges as flowers cast shadows."
Hearing Hua Nongying reciting poetry, Xifeng could only smile dryly. Honestly, she couldn't even make out which characters were being said.
"This line cos from Zhang Xian's 'Heavenly Immortal·Water lody Sounds While Holding Wine and Listening.' My na cos from that line 'clouds part and moon erges as flowers cast shadows,' aning 'the bright moon breaks through cloud barriers, evening wind stirs flower branches, shadows sway gracefully in the moonlight.'"
"Hearing it explained this way, it really is a good na." Xifeng couldn't help but admire it. Her previous praise was courtesy, but this ti it ca from the heart.
After Hua Nongying explained the origin of her na, it indeed lost much of its Mary Sue quality and beca quite elegant.
"May I ask what your father's na is?" Xifeng beca imdiately interested. Soone who could give such an elegant na should co from a scholarly family, right? Then his own na should be quite good too.
"Hua Yunpo."
"...?" Xifeng looked completely confused. This was a man's na?
"I also have an older sister nad Hua Yuelai."
"...??" Xifeng was doubly confused. What was all this about?
"Clouds part, moon erges, flowers cast shadows." Hua Nongying softly recited the line again.
Only then did Xifeng realize—apparently one line had been split into three nas.
Good heavens, I say good heavens. One Mary Sue wasn't enough, so they got a whole family of Mary Sues. This was a buy-one-get-two super deluxe package.
After chatting briefly, they could be considered initial friends.
Hua Nongying left an extrely deep impression on Xifeng, whether it was her na that was both Mary Sue-ish yet literary, or her extrely depressing personality.
Xifeng had never seen such a fragile person in her life. Any trivial matter could make her sad for half a day, and slightly serious issues would make her cry right in front of you.
Rather than a high school student, Xifeng felt Hua Nongying's personality was more like a child who hadn't grown up.
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The dismissal bell rang, officially ending the day's classes.
Watching other students gradually leave the classroom, Xifeng sat in her seat unwilling to move. She had never hated the end of school as much as today, because... she was a bit afraid to go ho.
That insane task was still lying in the task list. Bei Yaoyue already had improper thoughts about her, and now with the system task as excuse and motivation, she'd probably be even more unrestrained.
Compared to ho where she might be attacked at any ti, school was incomparably safer. Xifeng didn't believe Bei Yaoyue would dare to get handsy with her at school.
But Xifeng could only think about it—she still had to go ho. She couldn't really live at school.
The school at night, as a high-occurrence area for ghost stories, might be even more terrifying than a lustful Bei Yaoyue.
Walking out of the classroom door, as soon as she encountered Bei Yaoyue, Xifeng stared at her with extrely vigilant eyes, like a little lamb in a pen carefully observing every move of the wolf prowling outside the pen, ready to run at the first sign of trouble.
"Why are you looking at like that?" Bei Yaoyue looked puzzled, "I won't eat you up."
"Touch your conscience and tell if you can say that with a straight face?" Xifeng raised her little pink fist indignantly and waved it, "You've already devoured once."
"What's a conscience?" Bei Yaoyue calmly stated the shocking fact that she had no conscience.
Xifeng was imdiately speechless. Since Bei Yaoyue had thrown away even her conscience, what more could she say?
Really acting like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water.
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