I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 175 - 171: On the Strong Background

These students, after returning from the semifinals, had no time to catch their breath because the final exams were right around the corner. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Taking a moment just to have a sip of water, Ruan Ruan couldn’t wait to tell Qingran about Song Shize’s embarrassing moment.

"Song Shize is really having a streak of bad luck; his dad had grounded him for so long, and just as he hears about our final exams, here he goes, sending him to school yesterday afternoon, saying he can’t miss the finals, haha~"

Before she could finish, Ruan Ruan laughed so hard she could barely straighten her back.

Qingran: "..."

Is it that funny? Why can’t she get the humor in that remark?

Qingran didn’t laugh, but Ruan Ruan didn’t feel awkward; it was finally her turn to get water, so she casually wiped away her tears of laughter, barely holding onto her composure as she filled a cup with boiling water.

One downside of the school’s water station in summer is that it’s all hot water; there’s no warm or cold water.

So come summertime, the boys rarely come to fetch water; they can head to the convenience store, opting to buy cold water instead. Usually, it’s the girls who can’t drink cold water that come to get water.

Having filled their water bottles, Qingran and Ruan Ruan headed back, with Ruan Ruan continuing, "Who in F High doesn’t know Song Shize has unsatisfactory grades? He was planning to stay home until next year, but now look, Ranran, you should have seen his face when he arrived in the classroom. He looked so dumbfounded and confused, his expression was that of a derpy Husky, haha!"

Qingran twitched the corner of her eye and asked Ruan Ruan, "How do you know Song Shize looked dumbfounded?"

Ruan Ruan made a phone gesture mysteriously, lowering her voice, "Just kidding, how could I relax without keeping an eye on Song Shize twenty-four hours a day?"

Does that mean she has someone watching Song Shize for her?

Qingran blinked several times before grasping the implication. Surprised, she pointed at Ruan Ruan, "Ruannuan, don’t tell me you’ve really..."

Really taken an interest in Song Shize?

Don’t get involved in premature dating, sister, or she would feel utterly responsible.

After all, Ruan Ruan’s involvement with Song Shize began with a bet, and she could win the bet only because Qingran and Xie Ying’an had deliberately thrown the game.

"Cut it out!" Ruan Ruan waved her arm dismissively, "What are you thinking, Ranran?"

Before Qingran could respond, Ruan Ruan added, "Apart from this, I have another bet with Song Shize, so of course, I need to keep an eye on his every move."

As for what the other bet was, Ruan Ruan was reluctant to disclose, but Qingran wasn’t too curious, so she didn’t press the issue.

Back at her desk, Qingran dove back into her books until school was over without leaving the classroom.

However, while packing up her books after school, Qingran found a letter from Liang Fan in her textbook, asking her out.

The date was set for tomorrow afternoon after school. Liang Fan seemed skeptical that Qingran would actually go, so the letter was several pages long, insisting that no matter what, she must come.

After reading the letter, Qingran narrowed her eyes and, taking advantage of the fact that Xie Ying’an wasn’t there, quickly stuffed it into the deepest part of her backpack.

It was only after she had concealed the letter that Qingran realized why she had instinctively acted so as to keep it hidden from Xie Ying’an.

Subconsciously, she felt this was something Xie Ying’an mustn’t find out.

To think that Liang Fan, even after being beaten up so badly by Xie Ying’an and Li Qing Mo, still dared to think of asking her out. It’s quite a feat to be such a persistent "good boy".

But she had definitely decided to accept the date tomorrow night; how else could she humiliate Liang Fan?

She had to get revenge for the Li Qingran in the book, no matter what.

——

Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo both passed the semifinals, especially Xie Ying’an, whose outstanding performance and record for the shortest time really brought glory to F High.

So, when they dealt with Liang Fan, just as Teacher Liu had speculated, they were given a slap on the wrist with light consequences.

Actually, Teacher Liu wasn’t worried about unfair treatment from the school authorities. Song Shize, with his powerful family background, was still severely punished by his father for bullying Liang Fan.

This indicated that the Liang family’s background must be more formidable than the Song family’s. How could such a family stand by while Liang Fan was bullied?

The school, because of Song Shize’s family influences, was always a bit more lenient with him. Nowadays, the school treated Liang Fan similarly.

So what about Xie Ying’an and Li Qing Mo?

What do these two have apart from excellent grades?

The school authorities took the matter seriously only to let it slide gently, merely having Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo write a thousand-word self-criticism and apologize to Liang Fan. Much to Teacher Liu’s surprise, the issue seemed to have blown over just like that.

Expect Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo to apologize?

That would be impossible; they didn’t even give Liang Fan another beating, which is a miracle in itself.

I heard that Liang Fan’s powerful and influential parents not only didn’t trouble Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo, but this time they severely chastised Liang Fan, scolding him for causing trouble left and right shortly after enrolling.

Clearly, the family background of either Xie Ying’an or Li Qingmo commanded respect from Liang Fan’s elders.

Teacher Liu was utterly dumbfounded. During the two years since Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo had enrolled, she had never heard anything extraordinary about their families.

She was tempted to ask Old Wu in the office, but faced with her subtle probing, Old Wu just gave a noncommittal smile.

It was not until Sun Ningzhi asked out of curiosity that Old Wu took a sip of tea. Casting a glance at Teacher Liu, who was all ears, he finally began to speak with a hint of swagger, "Before this, there was a conflict between Song Shize and Xie Ying’an. Xie Ying’an even landed Song Shize in the hospital. Now, guess what happened?"

Sun Ningzhi’s eyes widened slightly: "He ended up in the hospital? That sounds pretty serious."

"Of course, it’s serious." Old Wu put down his cup and chuckled, "So, Mr. Song hurriedly apologized to Xie’s parents..."

Teacher Liu’s hand on the mouse tensed up. She finally understood that the truly powerful and influential families were in Class One.

They were just unassuming. And here they had mistaken them for easy targets.

Forget about Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo apologizing to Liang Fan, they wouldn’t even write the self-criticism.

During evening self-study, Ma Qingsheng and Wu Zixian each wrote a letter of self-criticism, their faces the epitome of misery throughout.

Song Shize watched them with crossed arms, but his mind seemed elsewhere.

The thousand-word self-criticisms were quickly finished. Wu Zixian laid both letters in front of Song Shize, snickering, "Brother Ze, done writing."

Song Shize responded with a disinterested "hmm" and continued to daydream.

Wu Zixian and Ma Qingsheng exchanged a secret glance, knowing Song Shize well after years of following him around, it was evident he was daydreaming about love again – the unrequited kind.

Intrigued, they shot each other a sly look, "Brother Ze? Brother Ze?? Brother Ze???" Ma Qingsheng raised his voice.

Finally snapping out of his reverie due to the loud voice, Song Shize squinted his eyes and gave Ma Qingsheng a dangerous look, "Spit it out if you’ve got something to say. Stop nagging like a woman."

The underlying message being, if you can’t come up with a good reason, just wait and see how I deal with you.

Ma Qingsheng, this guy never learns. After years of hanging around Song Shize, his face was as thick as the walls at a city corner. He pointed at himself and Wu Zixian, pulled a bootlicker’s smile, "Brother Ze, we just wanna ask..."

"Hold on!" Wu Zixian quickly interrupted what Ma Qingsheng was about to say, absolving himself, "It’s not us. I really don’t want to pry into any of Brother Ze’s private matters."

Ma Qingsheng: "..."

Holy shit! Then why did you elbow me just now?

Weren’t you signaling me to ask?

Song Shize’s face turned impatient, "Enough, both of you shut it! I’m already irritated as it is."

After saying that, he noticed the two self-criticism letters that had been pushed to him. He glanced at them and frowned in disgust, "What did you guys write? Is this supposed to be some kind of secret code?"

The writing on both letters was limp and lifeless, sprawled across the paper.

Ma Qingsheng protested, "Brother Ze, we really wrote each word carefully."

The handwriting was bad at the base; what could they do.

"Knew I couldn’t count on you two!" Song Shize snatched the letters away, and as an idea struck him, his eyes and brows filled with pleasure again, "Forget it, I’ll find someone to copy it for me."

Far away, Wu Zixian and Ma Qingsheng still heard his mutterings.

"Who to ask? I don’t know many people with good handwriting. I guess Li Qingran’s writing is not bad..."

Great! Looks like he’s caught up in pining for the unattainable again.