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Indeed, which boy would be so foolish as to know that the girl he likes is interested in someone else, yet still persistently pursue her? Moreover, Xu Wen's qualities are so outstanding compared to Qinglan; he must be hundreds of times more exceptional. How many girls better than Qinglan are waiting for him to notice them?
Qinglan walked forward without any hope, preparing to step down the stairs.
As soon as her foot touched the first step, she looked down from the high railing and saw a familiar figure that made her heart race, climbing up the stairs.
He had his head lowered, focused on the steps beneath him. However, judging by his gait and the force of his steps, he seemed a bit weary, just like Qinglan, with heavy footsteps and a desolate expression.
Yet each step he took on the stairs was filled with unwavering determination.
Since she spotted that figure, Qinglan had not moved her feet, remaining at the highest step, watching him ascend one step at a time.
Halfway up, he lifted his head to look ahead, seemingly checking how many more steps he needed to climb and how much further he had to go.
Although his overall demeanor did not appear very good, his eyes remained bright and spirited as usual.
It seemed he noticed Qinglan; the head that had just lowered rose again.
He tilted his face up and gazed at her from afar, smiling.
Yes, he saw Qinglan standing at the top, watching him as he approached her step by step.
Tears slowly welled up in her eyes.
There was both grievance and unexpected surprise mixed with emotion.
No longer waiting for him to reach her step by step, Qinglan ran down, almost passing him by.
"Why did you come so late today?" Qinglan's tone was not scolding, but rather playful.
Xu Wen tapped Qinglan on the head and said, "Silly, did you forget? I was supposed to handle An Shaojie's discharge procedures, but the doctor said it couldn't be done until after nine in the morning. I was worried you would wait for me, so I came over first to check on you. Please take my books to the classroom; I still need to go back to the hospital to help An Shaojie with his discharge before coming back to class with him."
Qinglan stuck out her tongue and made a silly face at Xu Wen, feeling embarrassed about her earlier petty thoughts.
After Xu Wen left, Qinglan took the books to the classroom.
As the third period was about to start, An Shaojie and Xu Wen hurriedly walked into the classroom.
An Shaojie walked in front, with Xu Wen following behind.
Once they stepped through the classroom door, An Shaojie paused for a moment at the front of the classroom, scanning every corner with his eyes until his gaze landed on Qinglan and the empty desk beside her.
The seat next to her was vacant, but there were books on the desk.
All the classmates knew that the books next to Qinglan's seat belonged to Xu Wen; they always sat together in class. Even the teachers recognized them as a couple.
As Xu Wen prepared to pass An Shaojie and walk toward Qinglan, An Shaojie suddenly took a step forward in her direction.
The students sitting in their seats seemed to sense what was about to happen, and all their attention focused on An Shaojie.
It wasn't just now that they turned their focus to An Shaojie.
In fact, when An Shaojie and Xu Wen appeared at the classroom door simultaneously, almost all the students' gazes began to focus on the two of them.
This was a rare and strange phenomenon; An Shaojie actually came to class with Xu Wen.
Some might wonder what was so strange about it. Even if they didn't talk to each other, coincidences could happen. They might just happen to run into each other on the way, so it wouldn't be surprising for them to arrive at class together. Moreover, given Xu Wen's generous nature, he had never shown any reluctance to speak with An Shaojie.
However, anyone in the know would understand that even if they happened to meet, An Shaojie would never walk alongside Xu Wen. Even if Xu Wen greeted him, An Shaojie would intentionally walk ahead or lag far behind Xu Wen on their way to class, ensuring they would not arrive together, as if being seen with him was a disgrace, despite everyone knowing Xu Wen's excellent reputation and character.
So when An Shaojie walked towards Qinglan, everyone's eyes followed his steps.
He paused slightly next to Qinglan. Oh, it was a pause, not hesitation; he stopped to adjust his clothes and then sat down beside Qinglan without glancing around, as if he were oblivious to anyone else.
Xu Wen, following behind him, was momentarily stunned.
If Xu Wen was stunned, then the onlookers and busybodies had expressions of shock mixed with schadenfreude and a complex mindset of ill intent.
They thought a good show was about to unfold before class started.
But it didn't.
Xu Wen walked in front of him, picked up his book, and found another seat in a corner of the classroom.
To everyone's surprise, the corner where Xu Wen chose to sit was exactly where An Shaojie usually liked to sit.
After watching Xu Wen for a while, everyone felt that there wouldn't be much drama from him; he was always very composed and wouldn't let himself lose control.
Then everyone turned their attention to Qinglan and An Shaojie.
"Hey! What's going on?" Someone had already started to predict the outcome of the situation, or perhaps wanted to stir up trouble.
"Has the throne changed hands?" someone shouted.
Someone walked up to An Shaojie and gave a thumbs up, saying, "Impressive."
Whether it was mockery or sarcasm, An Shaojie ignored them completely, sitting quietly as he usually did in some corner, showing no expression at all.
Qinglan went from initial shock and being caught off guard to feeling nervous and shy, ultimately pretending to be nonchalant while her heart remained anxious, or rather, shy and uneasy.
She kept her head down, flipping through the pages of a book without actually reading a single word.
From the start of class to the break, the two remained silent.
When school was over, Qinglan thought that since he had come to sit next to her, he must have something to say or at least some action to take.
But nothing happened.
As soon as the bell rang, he picked up his things and walked out of the classroom as usual. Xu Wen was still waiting at the door for Qinglan, ready to go to the cafeteria with her. For a long time afterward, this pattern continued, with An Shaojie always sitting next to Qinglan first.
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