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This caught me off guard, but I could only nod and say, "Alright, overachiever."
"Wait, wait, thank you, Zhang Sen."
Zhang Sen turned and walked away.
I watched his back, feeling a mix of emotions.
Has he started to suspect me? Is this a test?
I thought those who excelled in studies liked being called overachievers, but this time it backfired.
To verify my suspicion, in the following days, Zhang Sen deliberately started getting close to Li Xiaoxiao.
He actively sought Li Xiaoxiao out in class to discuss problems and often walked home with her after school.
For several consecutive evenings of study, Li Xiaoxiao was all smiles.
None of this escaped Xue Yang's notice.
"Zhang Sen and Li Xiaoxiao are practically about to kiss," Xue Yang said with dissatisfaction. "What are you doing?"
I remained silent for a moment before responding calmly, "What? Are you anxious?"
After saying that, I hung up the phone.
I bit the end of my pen while working on problems. Not just Xue Yang, but I felt inexplicably irritable myself these past few days.
It's all Zhang Sen's fault.
While helping me with my studies, he was also flirting with others.
I didn't understand why I could tolerate the same behavior from Xue Yang but not from Zhang Sen.
Is this what they call possessiveness?
Evening Study There was still one class left. I put on my clothes and decided to take a walk on the playground while reciting the new text I had learned.
As a bad student like me, skipping a class goes unnoticed.
The moonlight was bright, perfectly complementing the classical literature. Before I knew it, I had been reciting on the playground for quite a while.
By the time I realized it, the school bell had already rung.
I marveled at my own diligence while hurriedly packing my things and rushing back to the classroom.
Upon arrival, however, I found Zhang Sen's seat empty, not even his backpack in sight.
I quickly asked a classmate nearby and learned that Zhang Sen and Xue Yang seemed to have left the school together.
A sense of foreboding surged in my heart.
I immediately dashed out of the classroom and ran toward the school gate.
Just as I reached outside, I saw a group of dropouts surrounding someone in the middle, punching and kicking him.
And Xue Yang was standing aside, arms crossed, watching coldly.
I strained to see who was being beaten.
Unfortunately, my nearsightedness and astigmatism made it difficult.
"Stop it!" I could only shout as I rushed over.
But Xue Yang grabbed me and sneered, "You really came."
He forcefully pulled me aside and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Do you have a crush on Zhang Sen, that pretty boy?"
"Let go of me!" I struggled to break free from his grip and glared at him, saying, "Xue Yang, I told Li Xiaoxiao before coming here that Zhang Sen is missing. She will be here looking for him soon."
"Do you think she would like you when she sees you like this?"
Xue Yang was taken aback for a moment, clearly hesitant.
He glanced at Zhang Sen, then at me, his expression shifting between uncertainty and frustration.
In the end, he waved his hand and led the group out of sight.
I hurried over to help Zhang Sen up.
He had several abrasions on his face and forehead, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.
I panicked, "Are you okay?"
"You didn't even tell Li Xiaoxiao," Zhang Sen opened his eyes and tried to sit up, as if the fight just now was nothing significant to him.
He swayed a bit, almost falling again.
"Let's go to the hospital." I insisted, pulling him into a taxi.
The space inside the car was cramped; I supported his arm, our bodies pressed closely together.
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