I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 124 - 120 The Girl’s Thing

Chapter 124: Chapter 120 The Girl’s Thing

Qingran and her friends have only one afternoon off per week now, and even that is not enough to get through all their practice problems.

Last night on WeChat, Liu Luoxi was complaining to Qingran about how they had plans to play games as a group, but Li Qingmo stood her up again.

Qingran sent a resigned voice message: "Big cousin, we already don’t have enough time for studying, where would we find time to play games?"

As a struggling student, Liu Luoxi couldn’t possibly understand the world of a top student.

She sent over several panic-stricken emojis, and even tried to reason with Qingran: "Ranran, you can always study, but our bodies won’t keep growing forever! Forget about others, just talk about us - do you prefer the look of soup dumplings or Big Macs?"

Qingran’s pupils quaked. What soup dumplings? What Big Macs?

What kind of wild talk is Big Cousin spouting???

She’s still underage for goodness’ sake!!!

Before Qingran could type, Liu Luoxi had already sent several more messages.

Big Cousin: Don’t start with the ’I’m still too young’ excuse. Being young is no excuse for not developing!

As a struggling student, Liu Luoxi loved to drag top students off their pedestal.

To ensure Qingran stayed on the struggling path with her, she was putting in considerable effort.

Big Cousin: Let me tell you, the other day during PE class, there was this girl in my class, with a chest that was just wildly bouncing... (suggestive emoji)

Big Cousin: Not only did all the boys love to watch, I couldn’t take my eyes off her either.

So, why as a girl do you like watching this? Don’t you have them yourself?

Qingran was too drained to type anymore, she erased the line she had typed, just staring at the phone screen wondering what other nonsense Big Cousin would come up with.

And Liu Luoxi indeed didn’t disappoint Qingran. Within one minute, she had sent several more messages, typing swiftly and accurately. Just by looking at her typing speed and the coherence of her sentences, you couldn’t tell she struggled academically.

Big Cousin: It’s because we’re cousins that I’m sharing these heartfelt words with you. You’ll understand it all later on.

Qingran wanted to say, thank you but none of the words you said are what I want to see.

Big Cousin: What’s your size now?

Big Cousin: Or if you don’t know your size, you can just gesture with your hands to show how big?

Qingran:... Go to sleep, Big Cousin.

After saying that, Qingran put down her phone and actually pulled open her pajama top to sneak a peek downwards.

Oh, it’s all good.

Liu Luoxi’s messages kept coming and the phone on the nightstand vibrated non-stop, preventing Qingran from falling asleep.

Just as Qingran thought to pick up the phone and reply to her cousin, an incoming video call request from Big Cousin popped up.

Liu Luoxi’s camera was aimed straight at her face, and as soon as the call connected, her loud voice boomed from the other side.

"Ranran, I’m telling you heartfelt truths that will benefit you in the future, are you feeling embarrassed?"

Qingran shook her head at the camera, yawning, her eyes misting over slightly: "Big Cousin, it’s almost eleven, aren’t you tired?"

Of course, Liu Luoxi wasn’t tired, and even if she was, she planned to stay up and sleep in school the next day.

"Ranran, your sleeping habits are almost like an old person’s. Look at yourself, you don’t have any youthful vibe at all..."

"Huh?" Liu Luoxi’s surprised voice came from the other side. She leaned close to the screen and scrutinized Qingran for a while, then asked: "Ranran, does your WeChat camera have automatic beauty filters?"

"What automatic beauty filters?" Qingran yawned again, her voice buzzing: "Big Cousin, are you too energetic or what?"

Is this what it’s like to live without the pressure of studies?

Liu Luoxi over there was like a hurt playboy, clutching his wildly thumping little heart, "Ranran, give yourself a beauty filter, those features of yours are simply too gorgeous, every single part is right on my aesthetic sweet spot."

Qingran: "..."

So, big cousin, you mean that my features without the beauty filters aren’t on your aesthetic sweet spot?

Liu Luoxi stopped being unserious for a moment, then continued being unserious, rambling on: "Ranran, when do you get time off? I want to come and play with you. I heard recently, another handsome guy transferred to your Year 11 class. Man, what kind of paradise is your school..."

Liu Luoxi rambled on and on, talking to the point where Qingran grew sleepy, but with the noise next to her ear, she couldn’t fall asleep.

Qingran could only hazily agree with her: "Alright, I’ll ask Ruannuan tomorrow and see if there are any photos of the transfer student. If there are, I’ll send them to you."

But Qingran didn’t know anything about a transfer student coming to her Year 11 class; she had been buried in her books recently, automatically tuning out any outside news.

Maybe it was the numbness from being sleepy that dulled her normally sharp senses, as she warned Liu Luoxi: "Cousin, I don’t think you should get your hopes up about this transfer student. What time is it now? It’s almost summer break; there must be a reason for transferring at this time."

Implying that the transfer student definitely wasn’t a good student.

Liu Luoxi didn’t care: "I’m looking at his face, not his character. What does his character have to do with me? Even if I fancy him, I’m only playing with his emotions and body... cough!"

Although Liu Luoxi stopped herself in time, the rest of her words still startled Qingran, instantly washing away some of her sleepiness.

Qingran looked at Liu Luoxi through the screen with an expression that spoke volumes.

Liu Luoxi quickly covered up her guilt and sheepishly explained: "I’m just talking big, I haven’t put it into practice, really, I swear!"

Ha! You still want to ’put it into practice’?

Does your aunt know about this?

In other words, if your aunt finds out, won’t your little legs be broken?

It was big cousin who suddenly brought up this development, Qingran tried hard to make her expression look normal: "Big cousin, you’re not falling in love early, are you?"

Liu Luoxi sneered: "What a joke? Not one of those losers is worthy of me."

Qingran: "..."

So, that’s why your hand is reaching out to F High?

Embarrassment made Liu Luoxi think of the matter again, and her expression turned mischievous on the video: "Come on, Ranran, let me see your measurements? I’ll help you pick out some lingerie next time."

Qingran: "..."

Qingran brought up old matters: "Cousin, how did you hear about a transfer student coming to our school?"

Liu Luoxi’s face stiffened somewhat, and she laughed it off: "Qingran, you should sleep early too; I’m feeling a bit sleepy."

With a ’beep’, the video call was hung up, and the world went quiet.

Qingran was so sleepy she couldn’t keep her eyes open, but after being disturbed by Liu Luoxi like that, she perked up a little.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, she couldn’t fall asleep at all.

It was already 11 o’clock at night. After thinking for a moment, Qingran still picked up her phone and sent a WeChat message to Ruannuan, asking about the transfer student.

Ruannuan was naturally a night owl, and she replied almost instantly when she saw Qingran’s message.

Soft girl: Yeah, there’s a transfer student who came, but, Ranran, how did you know? You never pay attention to these things.

Soft girl: That transfer student is now in the Year 11 class next to ours. I saw him briefly after class the other day, but in the middle of summer, he’s still wearing a mask. You can’t see at all what he looks like.

Soft girl: Without guessing, you’d know there must be some scars or acne marks on his face. Who would cover up a handsome face without showing it to others?

Qingran: "..."

You all type so fast, have you ever considered the feelings of those with clumsy hands?

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