vstars Chapter 225 You Already Have Someone to Love You
Chapter 225 You Already Have Someone to Love You
On Monday, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, illuminating the playground.
Song Huan leaned against the wall in the corridor, hands in her pockets, waiting.
Xiao Yunqing was putting on makeup in the women's restroom.
He looked up at the playground.
Red banners have been hung up, one after another, hanging down from the top of the teaching building, billowing in the wind and making a rustling sound.
"100-day countdown rally, decisive victory in the college entrance examination" "With dreams as our steeds, let us live up to our youthful years."
The playground was packed with people, some in school uniforms, some in skirts, and some in suits.
Some people were laughing, some were shouting, and some were taking pictures.
Today is not only the 100-day countdown to the college entrance exam, but also the coming-of-age ceremony for the senior high school students.
The girls were all dressed up beautifully, with colorful dresses, their hair styled in both curls and straight styles, and their faces covered with light makeup.
The boys were not to be outdone; some wore suits and ties, and their hair was sprayed with hair gel, making it so shiny you could see your reflection in it.
Xiao Yunqing hasn't come out yet; she's been inside for a long time.
Two girls suddenly came out of the women's restroom.
They were both chubby, one wearing a pink dress and the other a blue dress, with heavy makeup on their faces and bright red lips.
They walked and talked in hushed tones.
"Did you see that? That girl from Class 4 has been putting on makeup in there for almost half an hour."
"She's going to be the leading lady today, so of course she needs to spend a little more time getting ready."
"What's the point of dressing up nicely if your grades aren't the best?"
"Exactly, it's not a beauty pageant. Besides, her makeup was so heavy it made her look like a ghost."
"That boy from Class 4 still follows her around every day, doesn't he feel ashamed?"
"They're happy to do it."
Upon hearing this, Song Huan straightened up from the wall, took a step forward, and stood in front of the two girls.
They were startled and took a half step back.
Song Huan looked at them, her face expressionless, and her voice was not loud.
"She's just very beautiful."
The two girls were stunned, their faces turning from white to red, and then from red to purple.
She lowered her head and slipped away from him, her steps quick, her skirt fluttering in the wind.
At this moment, Xiao Yunqing came out of the women's restroom, wearing a light purple dress with a hem that reached her knees, a very slim waist, and a white lace trim around the neckline.
Her hair was curly, draped over her shoulders, with the ends curling slightly upwards.
She wore light makeup, her eyebrows were shaped, her eyelashes were curled, and her lips were painted a light pink.
Standing in the morning light, I looked like I had stepped out of a magazine cover.
She saw Song Huan standing in the corridor, and the two girls walked away with their heads down. She blinked.
"What's wrong?"
Song Huan turned around. "It's nothing, let's go."
Xiao Yunqing followed him and walked beside him.
She looked down at her skirt, then at him.
He was still wearing his school uniform, blue and white, with the zipper pulled up to his chest.
His hair was styled, with bangs falling across his forehead, looking neat and quite handsome.
She smiled but didn't say anything.
He said I'm just beautiful~
……
The classroom was much livelier than usual.
The girls huddled together in twos and threes, looking each other up and down at their skirts. One of them twirled around, her skirt billowing up, and the people next to her clapped.
Zhao Qihang was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, and a red tie, with his hair combed back and styled with hair gel.
He stood in the middle of the classroom, hands on his hips, like a proud rooster.
"How is it? Handsome, right?"
Chen Xu stood beside him, wearing a dark blue suit. He was a head taller than him, with broad shoulders, like a walking wall.
His mother bought the suit; it wasn't very expensive, but the quality was definitely not bad.
He glanced down at Zhao Qihang but didn't say anything.
Zhao Qihang waited a while, but didn't receive a comment, so he added one himself.
"Silence is the greatest recognition."
Chen Xu remained silent, only managing a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
When Xiao Yunqing walked in, the classroom fell silent for a moment.
It wasn't the kind of quiet that was intentional; it was the kind of quiet that came from being suddenly drawn to something and forgetting to speak.
Several girls were the first to react and surrounded them.
"Wow, Yunqing, you look so beautiful today!"
"Where did you buy this dress? It's so pretty!"
How did you curl your hair? Teach me.
Zhou Shan also came over.
She took off her glasses today and switched to contact lenses, which made her eyes look much bigger. She also wore light makeup and a creamy white dress, making her look much gentler than usual.
But standing next to Xiao Yunqing, she still paled in comparison.
She couldn't help but look him up and down, then sighed, "With you being so beautiful, how are other people supposed to live?"
Xiao Yunqing blushed.
No way.
Zhou Shan leaned closer, lowered her voice, and chuckled, "You're dressed so beautifully, didn't he even give you a second glance?"
Xiao Yunqing knew, of course, who she was referring to.
His face turned even redder, and he reached out and pushed her, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The two started playfully pushing and shoving each other, their skirts fluttering in the wind.
Music started playing on the playground.
Each class went downstairs to the playground and began to line up. Student council members stood in front with signs, directing everyone to line up.
A red carpet was laid out on the stage, microphones were set up, and the backdrop was blue with the words "At eighteen, we set our sights on pursuing our dreams and sailing far away" printed on it.
A boy stepped out of the line and walked towards the podium.
He was wearing a dark gray suit, a white shirt, and a dark blue tie, and his hair was neatly combed.
Chu Ran.
He clutched the manuscript tightly in his hand, the edges of the paper were wrinkled.
He walked up to the stage and stood in front of the microphone.
The light shone on his face, and he squinted.
The murmurs below surged up from all directions.
"Chu Ran? Isn't he a stutterer?"
"He's going to speak on stage? Won't he get stuck?"
"The school leaders are really bold."
Chu Ran stood there, her hands trembling.
He held the manuscript up to his eyes, the words swaying.
He took a deep breath and opened his mouth.
He didn't make a sound.
He took another deep breath.
He looked up from his notes and glanced at the audience.
There were a thousand students in the senior year of high school, a dark mass of faces, and I couldn't see their faces clearly.
But he saw someone.
Wearing a light purple dress, she stood at the front of the line and was easily spotted in the crowd.
She was looking at him, a smile on her lips, her hand raised in a gesture of encouragement.
He clenched his fist and pressed it down.
Chu Ran was stunned for a moment.
It is Xiao Yunqing.
Then he smiled, lowered the manuscript a little, brought it closer to the microphone, and read it word by word.
"Dear teachers and classmates, hello everyone."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was very steady.
One word at a time, like climbing stairs, each step firmly planted.
No lag, no stuttering.
After he finished reading, the whole audience applauded, not loudly, but very sincerely.
Chu Ran stood on the stage, looking at the light purple figure below.
She was clapping, her hands clapping vigorously, her face slightly flushed, and her eyes bright.
He folded the manuscript, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked off the stage.
The music changed to a march, with the drums beating loudly.
The students began to line up and pass through the "Gate of Striving," the "Gate of Enlightenment," and the "Gate of Success."
The door was inflatable, red, arched, and had gold lettering on it.
Chu Ran stepped down from the stage, stood in the crowd, and looked around.
He's looking for her.
He had something he wanted to say to her.
He wanted to ask her if they could go together.
He licked his lips several times with nervousness, and his palms were sweaty.
It's okay, it's okay even if I get rejected.
He comforted himself inwardly.
He continued his search, his eyes scanning the crowd.
Then he stopped.
He saw her.
She stood in the crowd like a lamp.
She wore a light purple lace dress, and her hair was draped over her shoulders, blowing slightly in the wind.
It's unbelievably beautiful.
But a boy was already standing next to her, wearing a school uniform, his zipper not fully zipped up.
Song Huan stood in the line and yawned.
Xiao Yunqing stood beside him, reached out to straighten his collar, and then smoothed the bangs on his forehead.
Song Huan yawned again.
Xiao Yunqing frowned and poked his waist. "Cheer up, it's your coming-of-age ceremony today."
"Oh no, now I, the thief who stole your heart, am going to jail legally."
Song Huan made a face at her, her mouth twisted to one side and her eyes rolled up.
Xiao Yunqing chuckled and slapped him on the shoulder. It wasn't hard, but the sound was crisp.
Xiao Yunqing put her hands on her hips and said arrogantly, "Then I'll sentence you to life imprisonment without a wife!"
Song Huan rubbed his shoulders and smiled.
The two walked side by side through the red archway. Sunlight shone down from above, casting their shadows on the ground, close together.
Chu Ran stood in the crowd, watching the light purple figure walk further and further away.
The boy next to her was wearing a school uniform, his hands in his pockets, walking at a moderate pace.
She tilted her head and said something to him. He looked down to listen and smiled.
The two people went through one door and then another.
Chu Ran stood there, watching them walk away.
The crowd surged past him, and someone nudged him, but he didn't move.
He smiled slightly.
It wasn't a bitter smile, nor was it self-deprecation; it was a smile of relief.
He turned and walked in another direction.
Only after I saw you to your door did I realize that you already had someone who loved you.
……
(At this point, the high school arc is expected to end in about ten chapters. Looking back, it actually makes up almost two-thirds of the entire story. To be honest, I didn't initially intend to write this much; I wanted to gloss over it and end it quickly before moving on to the university arc, the battleground...)
But then I thought about it again. In their past life, Song Huan and Xiao Yunqing parted ways at No. 4 High School, gradually becoming strangers, and finally losing all contact in college. In this second life, their high school life shouldn't be so fast-paced and rushed. Their high school should be wonderful and full of memories.
Only in this way will Song Huan's rebirth be meaningful, and Xiao Yunduo's wish be meaningful.
In addition, after the high school arc ends, Lao Yue will officially be released. Before the university arc, we will first release the side stories about Lao Yue's past life and Song Huan.
Some people have asked if writing it this way will make the whole story disjointed, or if some people will abandon it. But I think that everyone's current image of Lao Yue is one of pity, out of compassion.
I devoted a lot of space to describing what kind of girl Xiaoyunduo was, but as for Laoyue, I could only glean glimpses from Song Huan's memories, which was clearly insufficient. Moreover, as a major character in the university arc and later parts of the story, Laoyue is a very important figure, so her side stories are essential for further developing her character and personality.
Also, just wondering, do you prefer Laoyue or Xiaoyunduo? (Personally, I prefer Laoyue, and I hope you'll feel the same way later on. Goodnight.)