I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 182 - 178: Indescribable

Chapter 182: Chapter 178: Indescribable

Qingran always took exams seriously. As she worked through the test paper, she was completely absorbed and had long forgotten about Song Shize, who sat behind her and kept nagging about wanting to copy some answers.

Song Shize had unusually good eyesight. Previously, when there was no pressure, being ranked among the last few didn’t bother him.

But this time was different; his father had put pressure on him and was serious about it, so naturally, he had to show some progress.

The progress couldn’t be too obvious, otherwise, if his father found out he cheated, he might actually break his legs.

So, using his good eyesight, he casually copied a few multiple-choice questions and filled them in. As for the blank spaces at the back of the test paper, if he felt good, he would scribble something; if he felt so-so, he would leave it blank; and if he felt bad, he’d even draw a turtle on it—as it wasn’t the first time he had done so.

After filling the test paper with his scribbles, Song Shize, having nothing else to do, finally laid his head on the desk and fell asleep.

When Qingran was ready to turn in her test, Song Shize was still sound asleep on the desk.

In such a tense atmosphere, not only had he fallen asleep, but from his faint snoring, it was evident he was sleeping soundly.

Unbelievable.

No wonder the teacher of class seven always seemed so cheerful and carefree. With such a student who could drive anyone’s blood pressure up, how could he not adopt a carefree attitude?

The proctor was only responsible for monitoring during the test to see if students cheated; something like Song Shize sleeping during the exam was not their concern.

When it was time to hand in the test, Qingran gently tapped twice on Song Shize’s desk. Song Shize wrinkled his brow with his eyes closed and turned to continue sleeping.

Qingran: "..."

Qingran was precise with her timing in turning in the test. Calculating for math took time and she checked her work thoroughly; the bell indicating time was up rang almost the moment she submitted her paper.

Students who hadn’t turned in their papers began to do so one by one, except for Song Shize, who was still buried in sleep.

The proctor didn’t bother with him and started preparing to leave after gathering all the test papers.

Having no other choice, Qingran picked up her pencil case and smacked Song Shize on the head with it, using quite a bit of force, fearing a lighter touch wouldn’t wake him.

Many people in the exam room knew the Second Generation Son, and they also knew that from freshman year, he had ostentatiously pursued Qingran, though without success.

So, when Qingran hit the Second Generation Son, the other students simply watched the scene unfold.

Song Shize yelped in pain and was about to shout, "Who dares to hit me," when he met Qingran’s gaze. Clutching his head, he glared at Qingran: "Why did you hit..."

Qingran interrupted him: "The teacher is leaving, go turn in your test paper now."

Song Shize, still a bit stunned, looked up towards the podium and saw the teacher was indeed gone.

He quickly reacted, grabbed his test paper still wet with his saliva, and ran after the teacher, calling out, "Teacher, I’m here too."

The morning’s test session ended here, and there were two more subjects to be tested in the afternoon. Qingran put her pens back into her pencil case; since the seating in the exam room was fixed, she left her stationery on the desk.

Outside the corridor, Song Shize was out of sight. There were no students Qingran knew in this exam room, but it was alright as she was used to being on her own.

Walking a bit further, Qingran saw a familiar figure at the entrance of the stairwell.

The young man wore a loose school uniform, leaning casually against the railing, his body tall and slim, his stature elegant like jade.

Qingran couldn’t describe how she felt at the moment, nor did she know since when Xie Ying’an’s waiting seemed to have become a routine between the two of them.

She continued walking forward diligently, and regardless of when she looked up, the young man was always within her sight...

Shaking off her distracting thoughts, Qingran was about to walk past when she saw a girl approaching Xie Ying’an from the entrance of the stairwell.

She recognized the girl—it was Wen Shiyi.

Qingran paused her step and didn’t move forward.

A gap of more than ten centimeters just happened to block Wen Shiyi’s face, and from this distance and angle, Qingran couldn’t see her expression or hear what they were saying.

She could only see Xie Ying’an maintaining his lazy posture, his eyes half-closed, not even lifting his eyelids once throughout.

Wen Shiyi didn’t stay long before she walked away, her face unable to hide a look of disappointment, but in an instant, as if she had consoled herself, the discouragement on her face disappeared, replaced by a tenacious demeanor.

Qingran knew that Wen Shiyi had always considered her a rival in studies recently, and their scores had always been competing closely.

From a maximum gap of fifteen points, it had now narrowed to just one point.

Wen Shiyi was progressing at an amazing rate, which could not be entirely attributed to the protagonist’s halo; her efforts naturally played an inseparable role.

It was precisely because both the male and female leads were so diligent that Qingran was even more motivated in her studies.

In their current triangle with Xie Ying’an, Qingran could not catch up to Xie Ying’an in grades, and Wen Shiyi couldn’t catch up to her either...

Before Qingran approached, Xie Ying’an spotted her first.

Through the gap between the railings, Qingran clearly saw the indifference in the young man’s eyes soften. He straightened his body and walked towards Qingran with long strides.

Xie Ying’an stopped in front of Qingran, about to reach out and walk with her, but seeing Qingran looking at him with uninterpretable almond eyes, he hesitated.

Without giving much thought, he blurted out, "Was the test paper very difficult?"

The reason Xie Ying’an asked this was because he understood Qingran too well. Whenever the test paper was difficult or she didn’t perform well, she would give him this kind of indescribable look.

As if to say, I’ve also been working hard, why are your grades better than mine?

"...It was okay," Qingran, caught off guard by his question, pondered for a moment before diverting the topic. "It seems the second to last question was a bit difficult."

The two walked side by side towards the cafeteria, with Xie Ying’an still thinking about the second to last question. After figuring it out, he softly explained it to Qingran.

Qingran also roughly mentioned her own steps for solving the problem.

Xie Ying’an nodded in approval: "...Yes, the thought process is very clear, I solved it in the same way, it should be correct..."

He looked at Qingran, the sunlight outside reflecting in her dark pupils, dazzlingly bright. Unfortunately, Qingran was still deep in thought and did not return his gaze.

Qingran thought that since Xie Ying’an did not mention Wen Shiyi coming to him, she would pretend she saw nothing and wouldn’t bring it up either.

It’s just that she felt an indescribable, uneasy feeling in her heart, the first of its kind she ever experienced. She needed to quickly adjust her emotions and not let them affect her performance in the upcoming exams.

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