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The kiss was intense and lingering, as if it sought to melt the two into one.
Uncertain how much time had passed, they finally pulled away, both breathless. Mu Yunze's voice was hoarse as he said, "Let's say goodbye for now."
Han Jincheng didn't respond verbally but simply nodded gently.
They stepped outside the school and rented a room together. Wrapped tightly in each other's arms, their body heat exchanged freely. That night, Mu Yunze and Han Jincheng became completely intertwined.
The next morning, when Han Jincheng awoke, she found herself nestled in Mu Yunze's embrace. Looking at him so close, a mix of emotions surged within her.
"You're awake?" Mu Yunze gently stroked her hair.
Han Jincheng nodded but remained silent.
"From now on, let's be together," Mu Yunze said with a voice that was both firm and tender.
Han Jincheng lifted her head to meet his gaze, her heart brimming with sweetness and unease. She knew she had fallen deeply in love with this man, yet she also understood that their relationship was fraught with danger and challenges. What would the Class Flower think? How would their friends react?
Her voice trembled slightly as she replied, "I..."
"Don't worry, I will protect you," Mu Yunze held her tightly, as if trying to meld her into himself.
In the days that followed, Mu Yunze and Han Jincheng grew even closer. They attended classes together, shared meals, and studied side by side.
Mu Yunze's feelings for Han Jincheng were intense but not entirely genuine; they felt more like a meticulously planned revenge against the disrespect she had shown towards love. Deep down, he understood that the real instigator of that ridiculous bet was the Class Flower, and Han Jincheng was merely a passive participant.
Yet whenever he recalled the past events, a lingering resentment remained in his heart. He struggled to fully accept Han Jincheng and subconsciously harbored rejection towards her.
Han Jincheng's warmth and passion acted like a potent anesthetic, temporarily dulling Mu Yunze's hatred for the Class Flower. He indulged in this physical pleasure as if all his pain and humiliation had vanished. However, this was merely the calm before the storm.
University life encompassed more than just romance; there were studies to consider as well. With midterm exams approaching, Mu Yunze's thoughts finally pulled away from the tenderness he had been enveloped in. Advanced Mathematics had always been his weak point; several disappointing scores on quizzes left him feeling overwhelmed. At that moment, Chu Mohan, the class representative known for her studious nature, offered to tutor him.
Chu Mohan possessed a unique aura of tranquility. Unlike the Class Flower's flamboyance or Han Jincheng's exuberance, she was always quiet and spoke softly, like a gentle breeze brushing against Mu Yunze's restless heart.
They met at the library's study room. Chu Mohan patiently explained formulas while her delicate fingers danced across the draft paper, her elegant handwriting coming alive on the page. Watching her focused expression and inhaling the faint scent of books from her made Mu Yunze momentarily lose his train of thought.
"Do you understand?" Chu Mohan's voice pulled him back to reality.
"Uh... I think I get it," Mu Yunze replied somewhat flustered.
Chu Mohan smiled slightly, not exposing his distraction. "If there's anything you don't understand, I'll explain it again."
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