I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 43 - 40 The School Forum Exploded

Chapter 43: Chapter 40 The School Forum Exploded

I don’t know which senior from grade three lost their decency, before a meal was even finished, Ji He’s phone was bombarded.

He glanced at the display on his screen, cleared his throat, and slid to answer.

A man’s voice, deep and clearly a playboy tone: "Hello, Junior Sister Fang Jin, missed me—"

The gentlemanly act didn’t last five seconds before Ji He lost his composure, "What???"

He hung up and his fingers swiftly moved across the phone screen.

Curious, Ruan Ruan asked, "What’s wrong, Senior Ji He?"

Without looking up, Ji He said, "Check the school forum."

Qingran and Ruan Ruan simultaneously pulled out their phones, opened the school forum, and were shocked by the headline photo.

The poster was anonymous, titled: I kneel before this look!!!

The accompanying picture was...

Qingran looked up at God Ji, who was helping her pick out fish bones, movements unhurried, a picture of peaceful times.

Earlier Ji He deliberately mentioned that Junior Sister Qingran liked to eat fish but complained about the bones, then shamelessly passed his own bowl to God Ji, asking if he could help pick out the bones?

Fortunately, God Ji was just aloof, not stupid. With an intelligence that could run circles around Ji He multiple blocks, he pushed away the dishes Ji He set beside him and took Qingran’s bowl across the table.

There was no fish meat in Qingran’s bowl, so he used the communal chopsticks to pick some.

Something felt odd, Qingran thought, suddenly a bit self-conceited.

"Senior Ji He, don’t delete it yet," Ruan Ruan’s urgent voice came from beside, "Anyway, many people have already seen it, let me save the picture!"

Ji He held his phone, his expression was one of utter despair.

Only then did Qingran open the picture, it was a profile photo of God Ji, taken right at the doorstep of Class 3-2.

The youth’s profile was so flawless it was beyond reproach, just his half-face visible was stunningly good-looking.

Qingran had already guessed the state the comments section would descend into, she slightly scrolled down her fingers, and sure enough.

Second floor: Ahhh, who is this, who is this, who is this??? Urgently asking!!!

Third floor: I kneel before the building, begging to know who this premium guy is?

Fourth floor: Holy shit! Handsome enough to make legs unable to close.

Fifth floor: Is he from our school? Why is he wearing our school uniform? Also, don’t fantasize about snatching my husband, you people above!!!

Sixth floor: Can you guys show some shame, you’re still high school students, what husband, isn’t that embarrassing? Saying all that just to tell everyone, this baby is mine, mine, mine!!!

...

Qingran’s face full of black lines scrolled down further.

Nineteenth floor: Waaaah, my mom just asked me why I was kneeling and licking the screen.

Twenty-seventh floor: Damn damn damn! A senior from year three said, this is my God Ji???????

Twenty-eighth floor: How’s that possible? Who hasn’t seen God Ji? Our God Ji conquers the world with his talents, not by his face.

Thirty-first floor: I beg the one above not to drag my God Ji to gain popularity. Although this kid looks pretty, my God Ji’s talent could throw him ten streets behind...

Thirty-sixth floor: Just weakly putting it out there, our school beauty’s looks seem not to lose to this one, right?

Thirty-ninth floor: I also think Brother An’s looks aren’t inferior to this one, it’s just that familiarity breeds contempt, unlike the pleasure of a first sight. And @ thirty-sixth floor.

Below are several hundred floors by Gao Jian, Qingran didn’t have the chance to scroll down further but stared at the incoming call screen showing ’Xie Ying’an’ and fell silent.

The phone kept buzzing, and after not hesitating for too long, Qingran slid to answer.

On the other end, Xie Ying’an’s voice sounded a bit urgent: "Li Qingran, where are you?"

Qingran glanced at the time, it was 18:27 in the evening.

She replied: "Outside, have you finished classes?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a faint acknowledgment, "Where are you? I’ll come find you."

Qingran reported an address into the phone.

The other end left a message: "Don’t wander off, wait for me to come over."

Qingran vaguely heard a female voice shouting: "Hey, Xie Ying’an, where are you going? The teacher asked us to stay until seven o’clock——"

Then the call was hung up, leaving total silence on the other end.

Qingran put down her phone, and when she looked up, she met three pairs of inquisitive eyes.

No, to be precise, two pairs.

Although God Ji across from her was looking at her, there was no inquiry in his eyes, perhaps because she was making a phone call. He simply glanced at her and then looked away.

Then, Ji He, seeing Qingran looking over, awkwardly averted his gaze and deliberately laughed with a bit of rogue charm: "Hehe, Junior Sister Qingran, is someone coming over?"

Qingran nodded, smiled apologetically: "Sorry, today I am bothering the two seniors—"

"Ranran Ranran," Ruan Ruan grabbed Qingran’s arm next to her, interrupting what she was about to say, "Haha~ From one hundred thirty-seven posts onwards, people started arguing in the forum because of God Ji and Brother An."

Qingran puzzled: "What’s there to argue about?"

"Of course, it’s about who looks better, Brother An or God Ji!" Then Ruan Ruan laughed loudly: "Ranran is right, what is there to argue about? Kids make choices, adults, of course, want both."

Qingran: "...you’re underage."

And one of the parties involved is right here; could you tone it down a bit?

If not, how about you try taking the one in front of you first for me to see?

Ji He sighed, lazily reclined in his chair, and said listlessly: "Junior Sister Ruan, are you done looking? If you are, I’m going to delete the post."

"Don’t, wait a bit," Ruan Ruan didn’t want the post to be deleted and continued to scroll through the posts, now not looking up.

"I was too careless," Ji He drank up the water in his cup in one go, lamenting: "God Ji, your days won’t be easy for the next three months."

And his days won’t be easy either.

Ji Yanchen glanced at him indifferently, nonchalant.

"I bet no one would dare to disturb God Ji!" Finally willing to put down her phone, Ruan Ruan sneakily glanced at God Ji and then pretended as if nothing had happened.

"Pssh!" Ji He scoffed, no longer pretending to be a mature and composed big brother, revealing his true nature: "You haven’t seen the way those fujoshis behave."

"No, no," Ruan Ruan countered: "You don’t understand girls. God Ji, in the hearts of us girls with average grades, is like a legendary being. He’s admired from afar but not to be trifled with, a noble flower atop the snow-capped mountains, not easily picked by just anyone."

Ji He straightened up, mouth agape in surprise, "Is he really that amazing?"

Even Qingran watched Ruan Ruan with some skepticism.

Ruan Ruan, worthy of the title Gossip King, suddenly became enthusiastic, gulped down some water, and adopted the stance of a storyteller.

"I almost read through all the replies in the school forum earlier. Two-thirds of them couldn’t believe that the photo was of God Ji because...," Ruan Ruan cleared her throat before continuing somewhat awkwardly: "ahem, because our God Ji is usually so low-key, it’s hard to get a glimpse, ahem, hard to see his face, and besides, God Ji has a divine presence among our contemporaries."

Ji He nodded, "Junior Sister, you can get to the point now."

Ruan Ruan choked up: "Senior Ji He, the point is your worry is unnecessary because the other one-third of the replies all say, the beautiful and talented God Ji, what does he have to do with them? They can’t even handle a down-to-earth school hunk."

"People actually say Xie Ying’an is down-to-earth?" Qingran was surprised.

Ruan Ruan shrugged, "Who knows, maybe these people are tormented by the untouchable God Ji, only then would they find someone like Brother An approachable."

She lowered her voice next to Qingran’s ear, "Actually, I think Brother An is really not down-to-earth at all."

Qingran couldn’t argue against Ruan Ruan.

Though Xie Ying’an is the male lead in this book, he has always been exceptionally kind to her.

Ji He stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Meanwhile, the door of the private room was knocked, Qingran turned her head, and locked eyes directly with the dark pupils of Xie Ying’an outside the door.