I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 108 - 104 Do We Know Each Other?

Chapter 108: Chapter 104 Do We Know Each Other?

Ever since several teachers returned from a meeting, Old Wu had been excited, his face glowing, even the usually busy Teacher Liu had a sparkle in his eyes.

The teachers huddled together, whispering something, and as they spoke, even Teacher Sun’s eyes began to shine.

This made the students even more curious, but since the teachers kept this secret so close to their chest, they felt they couldn’t just outright ask, could they?

In this physics competition, Li Qingran from the book hadn’t participated due to poor grades, so Qingran didn’t have many memories of this event in her mind.

She only knew that every turn in the plot was designed to propel the relationship between the male and female leads. Obviously, now it seemed that Xie Ying’an had no special feelings for Wen Shiyi.

Before today, Qingran also thought that Wen Shiyi might not have any special feelings for Xie Ying’an, but after the look Wen Shiyi gave her, Qingran wasn’t so sure anymore.

She didn’t know if there would be any changes later on, but judging from the current situation, her estrangement from the plot seemed somewhat outrageous. Of course, this departure from the plot was all to her advantage and no harm.

Remembering that there were classes at school tomorrow, and it would only be five o’clock when they finished, the sky had not yet darkened.

Old Wu called out, "Students, we’ll depart at six o’clock sharp, so go back and pack quickly."

The students were already familiar with the route back from F University. Leaving, there were so many people that Qingran, bending down to tie her shoelace at the edge, got separated from them.

She didn’t like the crowd and was among the last few students to leave in the throng.

"Li Qingran."

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice came from behind.

Startled, Qingran took a deep breath to steady her emotions before turning to look.

Lin Zhou stood about ten steps away from her, his youthful features hiding a gentle warmth, his tall figure upright, casting a solitary and dignified presence, inexplicably embodying a gentlemanly aura.

Qingran nodded slightly with her head bowed, capturing the humble attitude of a student to the fraction: "Professor Lin?"

The air lapsed into silence, with Lin Zhou just looking at her steadily, not speaking for a long time.

Qingran, too, didn’t speak, merely bowing her head as he observed her.

There really wasn’t much to talk about between two strangers.

Qingran’s memory of Lin Zhou was limited to a few brief descriptions by the author in the book; this youth hadn’t had an easy journey, having gone through much, he appeared much more composed compared to his peers.

After a while, Lin Zhou finally broke the silence, "You might find it abrupt, but us..."

He gestured in the space between Qingran and himself, pausing for a moment, his expression showing a touch of discomfort, "Have we... met before?"

That vague sense of familiarity, if he couldn’t figure it out today, he probably would spend several nights restless in solitude.

Suppressing the doubts in her heart, Qingran smiled and shook her head, "We don’t know each other, I don’t recall meeting you before today, Professor Lin."

Lin Zhou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and he, too, offered a smile, "Sorry to have bothered you."

Qingran nodded again and turned to walk outside.

As she reached the door, she glanced inside with the corner of her eye.

Lin Zhou was still standing in the same place, too far to see clearly, except for the young man’s somewhat lonesome figure.

A few steps later, Qingran saw Xie Ying’an approaching in a hurry.

There was a trace of urgency on Xie Ying’an’s face, which lifted only when he saw Qingran, stopping in his tracks. He walked up to her, "Why are you still here?"

The youth’s anxious look on his face made Qingran want to explain. She lowered her gaze to her shoes: "The laces came undone just now."

Xie Ying’an followed Qingran’s gaze to the shoelaces on her feet.

The youth didn’t speak and suddenly squatted down, untied Qingran’s shoelaces, and retied them, doing the same for the other side after finishing with the left.

Qingran’s foot uncontrollably wanted to retreat, but Xie Ying’an, as if sensing something, firmly grasped her ankle.

The youth’s voice came from below, soft and low: "Don’t move, your laces were too loose."

Qingran’s gaze fell on the top of Xie Ying’an’s head, and the girl’s lips tightened, her heart fluttering for a moment.

From beginning to end, a book is written, and it seems every word of the author is expressing Xie Ying’an’s pride. How could such a proud boy disdain even a hint of jealousy for the female lead in the book, yet stoop down to tie a girl’s shoelaces?

After tying both laces, Xie Ying’an stood up straight.

The two stood face to face, with Xie Ying’an towering a head taller than Qingran.

Qingran took a wet wipe from her pocket and handed it to Xie Ying’an.

Xie Ying’an accepted it and wiped his fingers, then walked side by side with Qingran towards the outside.

After taking a few steps, Xie Ying’an suddenly turned his head to look back. Qingran was also curious and wanted to glance back, but Xie Ying’an blocked her view by moving past her.

He grabbed Qingran’s hand and forcefully quickened their pace.

The youth’s face was taut, devoid of any expression, and even his voice lacked warmth: "We have forty minutes left, we’ve got to speed up."

Qingran was full of confusion; just moments ago everything was fine, so why had Xie Ying’an’s demeanor changed so suddenly?

Lin Zhou, who was slowly walking behind them, watched their retreating figures with a detached gaze, revealing no fluctuations of emotion.

Especially when the tall and slender boy beside Li Qingran turned back to see him, and, as if declaring his territory, took her hand – it still didn’t stir any ripples in his heart.

The fat professor also walked over and bumped into Lin Zhou’s shoulder, "What are you looking at, kid?"

He then followed Lin Zhou’s gaze, and with his good eyesight, he recognized Qingran’s silhouette. Within a few seconds, he realized it was the girl who solved problems in an unconventional way.

The fat professor grinned: "Yo, isn’t that the girl who solves problems in a way similar to you?"

Lin Zhou withdrew his gaze and hummed in response.

The fat professor had an unforgettable talent when it came to good students, and he quickly recognized Xie Ying’an who was with Qingran.

"Ah?" The fat professor exclaimed in surprise: "Could these two youngsters be in puppy love?"

This time, Lin Zhou didn’t respond.

Despite his age, the fat professor wasn’t conventional in his thinking, and even without Lin Zhou’s response, he still spoke his mind.

"That girl’s companion, the boy, isn’t he also highly regarded by Professor Yu from B University? These good students ah, they should be with other good students, that’s how they motivate each other to progress in studies."

Lin Zhou shook off the fat professor’s hand and turned to walk towards the direction Yu Qingran aspired to, his voice and color heavy: "At this age, studying is still more important."

The fat professor followed him, wagging his eyebrows at Lin Zhou: "Oh man, you were so by-the-book in school, never had a puppy love, naturally you don’t understand the joys of it..."

Lin Zhou could guess that the fat professor was probably about to nag about his family, and unconsciously quickened his pace.

Sure enough, the fat professor, huffing and puffing, had to keep up with him: "Lin Zhou, let me tell you, you and that girl from your family are not of the same kind, look you don’t like her that much, and she’s a rich heiress who’s been spoiled from upbringing, I advise you to let her go early!"

Lin Zhou suddenly stopped in his tracks, and in his gaze towards the front was a hint of bewilderment: "Just today, I suddenly also felt that indeed it’s time to send her away..."

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