I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 53 - 49 White Shirt

Chapter 53: Chapter 49 White Shirt

F High School always chooses the time around Arbor Day for a spring outing, which essentially means bringing out a bunch of free laborers to plant trees.

Ruan Ruan is dressed in sportswear that’s convenient for getting things done today, ever since last night Qingran shared with her that Xie Ying’an agreed to help, she has been filled with absolute confidence that they will win.

Class 1 and Class 7 are each lined up in long queues waiting to get on the bus. It wasn’t until Qingran got on the bus that she realized Song Shize had somehow blended into the bus for Class 1.

Song Shize was casually sitting in the second-to-last row, shaking his leg and grinning a row of white teeth when he saw Qingran: "Li Qingran, come on, sit over here."

He patted the empty seat beside him.

Qingran wouldn’t choose to sit with him unless she were crazy, she stepped aside to let Ruan Ruan behind her take the spot.

Ruan Ruan, thick as thieves, patted Qingran’s shoulder and went straight to sit beside Song Shize.

Song Shize was stunned.

Qingran was about to move further back but was stopped by Xie Ying’an pulling on her arm from beside, he shifted over one place, "Sit here."

It was then Qingran noticed Xie Ying’an, and she took the empty spot next to him, her backpack conveniently shifted in front of her.

Song Shize’s voice came from behind.

"Hey! Who allowed you to sit here?"

Ruan Ruan snorted coldly: "I advise you to be polite to me, I’ll have you know, my class advisor Old Wu is sitting just up front."

Sure enough, Song Shize’s bluster weakened, though he still stubbornly retorted: "So, what about it?"

"What about it?" Ruan Ruan laughed: "Of course, to expose you."

Song Shize: "And what if you do expose me? You think Old Wu is going to throw me off the bus?"

Ruan Ruan: "Do you want to try?"

Finally, Song Shize kept quiet.

Xie Ying’an, who had been listening to their conversation, let out a cold laugh.

He glanced at the bulging backpack in Qingran’s arms and reached out to take it as he usually would.

The backpack was heavy, he asked Qingran: "What’s inside? There’s so much?"

"Mineral water and some snacks."

There’s no other way. Every year on their spring outings, both Li Qing Mo and Xie Ying’an are too lazy to carry these items. Once up on the mountain, far from both village and town, and when the water distributed by the teachers isn’t enough, they would have nowhere to buy any.

Now, Qingran is already well-prepared. If they won’t carry stuff, then she will.

It’s still early, and they have more than an hour’s drive to their destination. From the initial noise on the bus, it gradually quieted down. Qingran felt a bit sleepy, leaning on the back of the seat, she closed her eyes and pretended to rest.

Qingran never thought she would actually fall asleep; it was Xie Ying’an who woke her up. The bus had arrived, and the students were getting off one after another.

Her head was resting on Xie Ying’an’s shoulder. Xie Ying’an sat upright.

Qingran quickly straightened up, feeling a soreness in her neck.

Xie Ying’an reached over and pinched Qingran’s neck twice,

His touch on her skin was exceptionally smooth and delicate, like fine uncarved jade.

The young man looked at her with dark, deep eyes and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"

His fingertips were dry and warm. Qingran felt a tingly numbness where his fingers touched her neck, and she hastily dodged his hand, shaking her head.

Ruan Ruan came from behind, a look of triumphant pleasure on her face: "Ranran, let’s go, we should get off too."

Song Shize, trailing behind Ruan Ruan, had an awful look on his face. He glanced at Xie Ying’an and waited until Qingran and Ruan Ruan had gone far before lowering his voice and saying, "Bro, can we talk about something?"

Xie Ying’an looked at him and hooked his lips slightly.

"Don’t worry." He said, "I’ll help you."

Song Shize was extremely excited, almost beyond words. He tried to throw his arm around Xie Ying’an’s neck but was cleverly dodged as Xie Ying’an turned to the side.

The youth’s eyes and brows were cool and detached, his seriousness and lack of smile often gave off an aura of aloofness.

Song Shize didn’t like this kind of feeling on the youth; he awkwardly withdrew his hand that was left hanging in mid-air, helplessly needing to put on a smile and say kind words since he was the one asking for a favor.

"Bro, my happiness for the rest of my life is all in your hands now."

Xie Ying’an gave another meaningful smile, and Song Shize suddenly felt uneasy.

This spring trip’s chosen location was on a mountain, with Li Qingran and Ruan Ruan walking hand in hand in front, followed closely by Xie Ying’an and Song Shize.

The two girls in front were of similar height; one was in sportswear with a high ponytail; the other wore a white village shirt with a bun that exposed her slender and fair neck.

The warm and delicate sensation seemed to linger on his fingertips, Xie Ying’an’s dark eyes darkened a bit; those lips that felt extremely soft that day were incomparable to today.

Song Shize’s gaze only shifted from Li Qingran to Ruan Ruan momentarily, then quickly averted as if it stung his eyes. He bumped Xie Ying’an with his elbow and remarked, "Tell me, which normal girl would dress like Ruan Ruan!?"

Puberty, what girl doesn’t want to look pretty? On the rare occasion when school uniforms aren’t required, of course, everyone wants to dress their best.

Not to mention whether Huang Qianyu’s dress hinders her actions, but she just looks good in it.

And let’s not talk about the weather in March, some girls were even wearing blouses and shorts; they look good indeed, but I wonder if they’ll freeze their legs.

Because of Song Shize’s comment, Xie Ying’an’s gaze floated back onto Li Qingran’s figure. The tailored design of the white shirt accentuated the girl’s slender waist, not even a handful to grasp, and the light-colored skinny jeans further highlighted the girl’s long, straight legs. From behind, there was an overflowing vibe of youthful beauty.

Xie Ying’an noticed keenly that more than one pair of eyes were set on Li Qingran.

He swallowed, subtly stepped behind Li Qingran to block the gazes looking over, and said earnestly, "It’s better to be like Ruan Ruan."

At least she doesn’t attract unnecessary attention.

Song Shize pursed his lips, feeling that Xie Ying’an’s taste was quite different from his own.

The mountain wasn’t tall, but for this group of pampered students, climbing up was enough to leave them panting.

Song Shize glanced over at the backpack slung over one of Xie Ying’an shoulders and spoke up in a flattering tone, "Bro, are you tired? Want me to carry it for you?"

Xie Ying’an kept walking without glancing sideways, simply responding, "No need."

Song Shize grew panicked, "No, bro, you’re making me anxious."

Only then did Xie Ying’an leisurely look at him, "Do you think you’ll lose to me?"

A matter of male pride, Song Shize gritted his teeth and replied firmly, "Of course not."

Well, that settles it!

Old Wu was leading the way at the front with a red flag, and Class Seven’s homeroom teacher followed in the back to ensure no student felt unwell during the climb.

By the time they reached the mid-slope, several girls who were usually not keen on exercising began to complain that they couldn’t go on and sat on the stone benches along the mountain path to rest.

As Li Qingran and Ruan Ruan passed by them, the girls’ faces were flushed red, using their hands as fans to cool themselves down.

Li Qingran looked at Ruan Ruan with some astonishment.

Ruan Ruan returned a puzzled look: "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Li Qingran, "You usually can’t even finish the girls’ 800-meter, how come you’re not out of breath today?"

"Heh!" Ruan Ruan grinned, leaning in to whisper to Li Qingran, "Ranran, do you know? Just the thought of Song Shize losing to me and becoming my boyfriend, at my beck and call from now on, excites me so much I’m full of energy."

Li Qingran, "...Are you serious?"

Ruan Ruan surprised, "Ranran, you don’t think I’m joking, do you?"

Li Qingran thought, I actually thought you were joking.

Ruan Ruan looped her arm around Li Qingran’s shoulder, her voice even lower, "Spoiled rich kids like Song Shize have always been toying with other people’s feelings. If one day his own feelings were toyed with, haha, just the thought of it is thrilling..."

Song Shize, following behind them, suddenly shivered for no apparent reason.

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