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The rain fell heavily, and the aunt behind them chased even faster.
Fortunately, there were many trees planted here, and the terrain was complex. Feng Ning, with her sharp eyes, spotted a narrow passage ahead.
It was a gap between two walls, normally only allowing space for one person. While keeping an eye on the movements of the aunt, she pushed Jiang Wen inside forcefully. "Hurry up and hide."
The red brick wall had not been painted yet, and as they brushed against it, muddy rainwater dripped down in a rush. Jiang Wen's light-colored clothes were instantly stained in large patches.
He looked down in despair at his limited edition white sneakers now soiled with mud; in the rush, the hem of his shirt had also been torn.
Jiang Wen breathed rapidly, his face contorting slightly.
"Shh." Feng Ning squeezed in beside him, panting as she pulled him down into the corner.
The space was already small, and they were almost pressed against each other, curled up in that dirty corner with their knees touching.
Two Dormitory Supervisors ran past without noticing the two hiding individuals. A vague voice of confusion floated over: "Hey, where are the people..."
The heavy rain soaked both of them completely. Jiang Wen gritted his teeth and cursed at her, "It's all your fault."
He had never felt so embarrassed in his life.
"This can't all be blamed on me," Feng Ning replied hesitantly. "Wasn't it you who hesitated while climbing over the wall? Otherwise, how would we have been discovered?"
Jiang Wen was filled with anger and couldn't control his volume. "I didn't want to climb! You insisted on dragging me over!"
Feng Ning quickly covered his mouth. "Hey! Keep it down! If we get caught, it's over! This is the girls' dormitory, and you're a guy! Do you want to be seen as a pervert?"
His lips were soft, brushing against her palm. Jiang Wen was delicate-looking but not effeminate. His eyes were narrow and bright, the deep color resembling raindrops, making him look exceptionally beautiful.
In a daze, it felt like returning to their first meeting. It was also a rainy day when she had rushed in, covering his mouth and pushing him against the nearby wall.
Both of them were momentarily stunned.
For some reason, the atmosphere suddenly turned subtly awkward. Jiang Wen was the first to look away.
Feng Ning released her hand, cleared her throat, and glanced at the sky. "Well... things can be unexpected. Climbing over a wall... isn't such a bad life experience. Haven't you ever done it as a kid?"
She spoke with a bold face, which earned her a kick from him.
They were trapped there, hesitant to make any sudden moves. Feng Ning tried to appease him, saying, "Alright, alright, it's all my fault. But don't worry, in fifteen minutes the senior girls will finish class. We can sneak out then."
"Looking like this?" Jiang Wen's recently calmed anger flared up again. "Like two beggars? Do you want to give everyone a good laugh?!"
"Where's the dignity in being a beggar?"
Seeing his face dark as coal, Feng Ning wisely fell silent.
Forget it; today was her mistake. She wouldn't argue with this Little Peacock.
They quickly realized just how cold it was to be drenched in winter rain. They hadn't felt it after their intense activity, but as the adrenaline faded, they began to shiver uncontrollably, their teeth chattering.
Jiang Wen's face turned a pale shade of blue, resembling a ghostly figure demanding life.
Feng Ning pulled him in a little, barely finding a tattered roof overhead to shield them from the rain.
Worried that the Dormitory Supervisor hadn't left yet, they didn't dare to go outside. Feng Ning, who was always fearless, reassured him, "It's okay! We'll sneak out when there are fewer people!"
Jiang Wen had already given up.
Feng Ning, with his hands behind his back, struggled to pull out a bag of chips from his backpack. To Jiang Wen's astonishment, he then pulled out a large pack of AD Calcium Milk.
Jiang Wen couldn't believe it: "You still have the mood to eat snacks?"
How could someone be like this?
"Well, it's boring just sitting here."
He confirmed again, "You brought these to the exam this morning?"
Feng Ning nodded: "That's right!"
"What about your books?"
"What books do you bring for an exam?" Jiang Wen replied: "......"
Feng Ning offered the snacks, "Do you want some?"
Jiang Wen was feeling particularly clean-freakish at that moment and felt uncomfortable all over. "No, thanks."
Feng Ning casually tossed a piece of imported snack aside. "Hmph, fine, don't eat it then." She crunched through the potato chips and asked, "Do you drink AD Calcium Milk?"
He looked at her with disdain and exhaled, "I don't drink it."
"Then don't drink it, why are you getting angry?"
The rain kept pouring, and they were trapped in this cramped, dirty corner, their breaths close enough to feel. Feng Ning curled her legs up and leisurely snacked. Suddenly, she stared at his face and couldn't help but chuckle, "Hey, wipe your face."
Jiang Wen instinctively raised his hand to wipe it. As a result, his hand was dirtier than his face, leaving a smudge.
It looked hilariously ridiculous.
However, with his striking looks, even in this state, he resembled a fallen prince. She burst into laughter and pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket to hand to him.
Jiang Wen's mouth turned down slightly as he reluctantly said, "Thank you."
Even at a time like this, he remembered to be polite. The lingering manners made Feng Ning find him somewhat endearing. She said, "Unblock me from your blacklist."
"......"
"When I come over to your house later, you'll have to guide me on how to get there."
Jiang Wen's eyes widened in surprise: "What do you want to come to my house for?"
"To tutor your sister!" she replied matter-of-factly. "My boss talked to your mom about it; I've already been paid."
He couldn't help but ask, "Are you short on money?"
Feng Ning looked at him suspiciously, "What kind of question is that?"
Jiang Wen realized his words were a bit off; he felt slightly awkward and explained, "That's not what I meant."
To his surprise, she straightened her expression and said, "I really am short on money. Can you help me?"
Jiang Wen hesitated, "...How can I help?"
"Just lend me some money, I'll pay you back later. I can write an IOU if you want." She sighed heavily, looking troubled. "To be honest, my brother—the one you've met—do you remember? He lost quite a bit of money gambling. It's really tough; my family is about to run out of food!"
After considering for a moment, Jiang Wen asked her seriously, "How much do you need?"
She pressed her lips together, maintaining a sorrowful expression for two seconds. Then Feng Ning suddenly burst into laughter, unable to stop as she wiped away nonexistent tears from the corners of her eyes. "How many times do you have to be fooled by me before you learn?"
Jiang Wen realized he had been tricked and angrily interrupted her, "Stop laughing."
But she continued to laugh, even harder this time.
Now it was Jiang Wen's turn to cover her mouth in frustration.
His fingertips were cold and slightly damp, with a hint of ink smell. She could only blink at him with her eyes as she looked on.
Feng Ning wrinkled her nose; the warm touch made his heart skip a beat, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand.
Feng Ning didn't notice his unusual behavior. "I just suddenly imagined a scene."
"What is it?"
"It's you asking me if you need money. I say yes, and then you pull out a check and arrogantly tell me, 'Well, beg me, and I'll take care of you. How much do you want? I'll give you whatever you need.'"
Jiang Wen's face flashed with embarrassment as he defensively replied, "You've been reading too many novels."
Feng Ning's expression turned serious. "I really think that when you grow up, you could do something like that." She chuckled foolishly, "The little prince grows up to be a domineering CEO, right?"
"I wouldn't do that." Jiang Wen stammered, "And besides, who would want to support you? Am I crazy?"
The school bell rang loudly. The iron gate of the girls' dormitory swung open, and soon there were footsteps outside, bustling with activity.
Feng Ning absentmindedly turned her head to take a look. "You want to support me? Do you even have the ability?"
A chill crept up from her feet as she leaned slightly forward. "Take out your phone."
Water droplets slid off the eaves and dripped onto his cheek, trickling down into his collar. As Jiang Wen powered on his phone and opened WeChat, Feng Ning noticed her own nickname: Annoying Pest.
She immediately exclaimed, "Why are you so mean?"
Reluctantly, Jiang Wen pulled his phone away a bit so she couldn't see.
Feng Ning took out her own phone. "Oh right, I need to send you something."
After sending the message, Feng Ning leaned in, stretched out her arm, and tapped on his phone screen to open the link she had sent.
"What are you doing?"
"Just a moment, just a moment, one minute." She simply took his phone.
The link was to a voting post for the campus beauty that had been opened the day before yesterday.
Feng Ning exclaimed as if she had discovered something new, "Oh, you've already voted with this account?!"
Jiang Wen felt a bad premonition.
Feng Ning grinned and looked up at him, "Jiang Wen, it turns out I am your Campus Belle."
Jiang Wen couldn't control his expression; his face slightly flushed, turning red all the way to his ears. He snatched back his phone and tried to sound indifferent as he said, "Oh, that was Zhao Binlin's vote."
"Really?" Feng Ning skeptically glanced at him, "Voting can't be considered one of your principles, right?"
He didn't understand, "What?"
"After all, you never lie about things that are principled!"
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