I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 118 - 114: Invitation Out

Chapter 118: Chapter 114: Invitation Out

The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

By mid-May, it’s so hot that you need to keep the air conditioning on all night to sleep.

The moonlight outside is lovely, Qingran’s desk is right next to the window, and she didn’t draw the curtains, so she turns her head to look at the moon outside whenever she gets tired of doing homework.

Even the silhouette of the window can’t stop her from enjoying the moon.

The indoor temperature is a comfortable 26 degrees, and sitting next to her, Xie Ying’an and opposite her, Li Qingmo, each holding a mobile phone and playing, they have been in her room for over a half an hour now.

"I say..." Unable to hold back, Qingran puts down her pen and prepares to send them back to their rooms.

Isn’t it nice to lie in your own room and play with your phone? Both of them crowded at her desk, not doing homework, what does that look like?

Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo both look up at her when they hear her.

Xie Ying’an quickly turns off his phone screen and asks Qingran, "What’s up?"

Li Qingmo, on the other hand, isn’t as polite to his own sister, he rolls his eyes at Qingran and says, "Shut up!"

Qingran: "..."

Li Qingmo, you’ve been getting quite cheeky lately, you know?

Qingran doesn’t care about them and continues, "It’s ten o’clock, if you want to play with your phones, can you go back to your own rooms? I want to sleep."

In front of Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo, Qingran’s biological clock is always set to sleep at ten at night.

"Why so early?" Li Qingmo’s thumbs are swiftly tapping on the phone screen, then he slowly adds, "We don’t have class tomorrow, we can sleep in as late as we want."

God, no classes tomorrow?

Has Li Qingmo’s biological clock gone haywire? He completely forgot about the half-day physics class tomorrow morning.

Xie Ying’an nods, puts away his phone, stands up and goes to pull Li Qingmo by the collar: "Let’s go."

Li Qingmo refuses to leave. Not only does he not leave, he shouts and loses control of his emotions, revealing a secret between him and Xie Ying’an: "Xie Ying’an, don’t be too much, I agreed to swap seats with you, you promised to help me surpass Liu Luoxi, you can’t go back on your word!!!"

Xie Ying’an has already dragged him to the door, then threateningly says, "Still want to surpass Liu Luoxi?"

Of course, Li Qingmo wants to, he dreams of it, and finally obediently follows Xie Ying’an out.

After they leave, Qingran gathers the books on her desk and also turns to find her phone on the bedside table.

It’s been several days since she last looked at her phone, always the same reason—too busy studying.

The phone wasn’t off but was almost dead, showing only 5% battery.

Sitting on the bed, Qingran charges her phone, recalling the times her mom was here, always supervising her and her brother, they were absolutely not allowed to touch the phone while it was charging.

Now no one is there to supervise.

When she finally turns on the phone, Qingran doesn’t even know what to play, she simply didn’t feel like doing homework today.

Maybe it was Wen Shiyi’s female protagonist halo influencing her life significantly, today, after answering questions, there was a moment Qingran actually felt somewhat tired of this life.

Female and male leads both have their halos, but what awaits her after confronting the female lead is endless bad luck, indeed enough to vex anyone.

While thinking, her phone suddenly vibrates several times, Qingran looks down.

She didn’t know when Song Shize had added her to a group chat, with just around a dozen people, and right now, Song Shize the scoundrel was crazily sending out red envelopes.

This... who can resist the temptation of red envelopes?

Even if she gets a lot of pocket money usually, Qingran couldn’t help but open the red envelopes; probably just for fun, the amounts in Song Shize’s red envelopes weren’t much, each probably just fifty or a hundred, which for a spoiled rich kid is like a drop in the ocean.

Qingran had just grabbed two red envelopes when Song Shize tagged her in the group.

Song Shize: Li Qingran, you still have time to grab red packets at this hour, seems like your homework is done.

Qingran presses her phone screen for a long time before replying: Not done yet.

Song Shize on the other side naturally doesn’t believe it: A good student like you would be playing on your phone if your homework isn’t done?

Ruan Ruan, who had been lurking in the chat, chimes in.

soft girl: @Song Shize, don’t just talk about Qingran, have you finished your homework for tomorrow?

Song Shize: And you presume to carry my girlfriend’s title, spare some care for me, won’t you? Go ask around in class 7, when have I ever done homework?

soft girl: Not doing your homework and you’re proud of it?

soft girl: Also, caring about you? I might as well adopt a couple more stray dogs.

Song Shize: I can’t be bothered to deal with you, let’s get to the point quickly.

Qingran was about to ask what the serious matter was, but before her clumsy fingers could type out the words, Ruan Ruan’s message had already been sent.

soft girl: @Qingran, Ranran, do you have any plans for tomorrow? Want to hang out together?

Even the always lurking Zheng Chunming popped up: Where are we going to hang out?

Ruan Ruan quickly replied to Zheng Chunming: Song Shize said that there’s a new amusement park built next to the shopping center here, and the Ghost House inside is particularly thrilling, he wants to invite everyone to challenge it together.

Zheng Chunming: Ah! Be sure to take me with you.

As soon as this was mentioned, some of the lurking people came out.

Wu Zixian: @Song Shize, Brother Ze, I’m free tomorrow too, I want to go.

Ma Qingsheng: Brother Ze, Brother Ze, take me with you.

Song Shize directly ignored them and tagged Qingran again: Li Qingran, are you going or not? Give me a straight answer.

Qingran: "..."

Why do all of you type so fast? Can’t you understand the pain of someone who is nimble-fingered impaired?

After tapping and deleting for a long time on the screen, Qingran’s words finally got sent out.

Qingran: I still have a half-day physics class tomorrow morning, I can’t join you guys then.

Song Shize sent a big rolling eyes emoji.

Song Shize: I knew it, Li Qingran, you’re always such a killjoy.

soft girl: Ranran, if you’re not free in the morning, let’s just meet in the afternoon then.

soft girl: School is so demanding now, we should also take some time to relax occasionally, right?

Qingran was typing on her phone, and just after typing a few letters, she received another message tagging her.

Li Qingmo: @Qingran, Li Qingran?

Qingran looked at her name and had a bad feeling.

As expected, the next second Li Qingmo’s message came again: Going to bed on time at 10 o’clock?

Li Qingmo: Is this how you go to bed on time?

Right after that, someone knocked on Qingran’s door from outside, and without guessing she knew it was her brother Li Qingmo.

Wearing slippers, she slowly went to open the door, but unexpectedly, standing outside was Xie Ying’an.

The young man had apparently just washed his face, a few strands of his hair still damp, dressed in thin summer pajamas, making his figure appear even more slender.

His dark eyes stared straight at Qingran, when he spoke his voice was somewhat husky: "Tomorrow, are you going?"

Qingran was stunned, it took her a long while to grasp the meaning of Xie Ying’an’s question.

Are you going? What does that mean? Going where?

Then, she suddenly realized, there was only one explanation for Xie Ying’an’s abnormality, that he was also in the group chat set up by Song Shize.

"Probably not," Qingran said, "I still have classes in the morning."

Right now, school is the most important thing above all.

Xie Ying’an lowered his eyes to glance at his phone, then handed his phone to Qingran.

Qingran subconsciously reached out to take it, looking at the messages on the screen.

Song Shize and Ruan Ruan were egging on each other in the group chat, along with Zheng Chunming’s instigation, even setting the time to pick her up tomorrow.

Qingran: "..."

She handed the phone back to Xie Ying’an, her expression somewhat dejected.

Xie Ying’an took the phone, looked at Qingran for a moment, and finally couldn’t resist ruffling her head, the touch of her hair soft and warm.

Girls are just girls, even their hair is soft.

Xie Ying’an slowly curved his lips: "I’ll go with you tomorrow."

After saying that, he didn’t wait for Qingran’s response, he left her room and helped close the door from outside.

Qingran suddenly felt even more choked up.

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