The class went by normally.
Nothing special happened.
It was lunchtime.
The whole class started getting noisy.
Some went to eat, some slept, and some gathered to chat.
Viễn Hàn turned to me, resting his chin on his hand:
"Little cotton ball, want to go eat?"
I closed my book.
"Yeah."
We went down to the canteen together.
It was quite crowded at this time.
The sounds of conversation and the clinking of bowls and chopsticks created a very familiar atmosphere.
Viễn Hàn was as usual.
Walking beside me, he kept rambling on.
"Hey, what are we eating today? I'm starving."
"I think you're eating too little, the wind will blow you away later."
I glanced at him.
"You eat."
"I don't need you to worry about me."
Viễn Hàn pouted.
"You little cotton ball, you're so careless…"
I ignored him, paying no attention to Yuan Han anymore.
After getting our food, we looked for a place to sit.
As we were walking…
I suddenly stopped.
Not far away.
A familiar figure.
Xie Junxing.
He was sitting with a few people.
His demeanor was as always, sociable and lively, surrounded by an aura that radiated the vitality of youth.
Just sitting there was enough to attract attention.
The moment I saw him…
My eyes brightened slightly.
I don't know when.
The corners of my lips curved slightly.
Yuan Han walked a few steps ahead.
Seeing that I wasn't keeping up, he turned back:
"Hey? Why are you standing there?"
I felt like I was being pulled back to reality.
"Nothing."
But my eyes…
unconsciously looked in that direction again.
"Sit here."
Yuan Han pulled out a chair.
I sat down.
But my mind wasn't entirely here.
Occasionally…
I still secretly glanced at Xie Junxing.
Yuan Han looked at me for a moment.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"What are you looking at?"
I immediately averted my gaze, replying indifferently:
"Nothing."
Yuan Han narrowed his eyes slightly and asked:
"Nothing, yet you're staring?"
I didn't answer.
I just lowered my head and ate.
Yuan Han followed the direction of my gaze.
Then
He paused for a moment.
"Ah…"
His voice trailed off, with a hint of jealousy and barely concealed envy.
"Little cotton ball, you were looking… at Xie Junxing?"
My hand paused for a moment.
Very slightly.
But it was still there.
I looked up at Yuan Han, my face still expressionless, and replied:
"Yes."
Viễn Hàn rested his chin on his hand, looking at me.
His gaze held a hint of scrutiny.
"Do you know him?"
I was silent for a second.
Then I replied:
"I know him."
"Just know him?"
"Yes."
Viễn Hàn clearly didn't believe me.
But seeing that I didn't want to talk about it anymore, he didn't ask further.
After a while.
"Hey, little cotton ball."
"What?"
"When you saw him…"
Viễn Hàn tilted his head slightly, narrowing his eyes at me.
"…why did you suddenly become so happy?"
I heard that and casually glanced at Yuan Han, saying, "He just resembles someone I used to know..."
In my heart, I added, "That person is A Xing from the future, so similar, equally attractive... and very handsome when he smiles."
But outwardly, I didn't say that, though I unconsciously couldn't help but chuckle softly as I thought of him.
Just then, a voice behind me said, "Yuan Han, I'm getting your things..."
I was slightly startled, thinking to myself, "Could that voice be...?"
Then I turned around, and sure enough, it was none other than Xie Jun Xing. His expression was normal, but I had a feeling he wasn't happy...?
Yuan Han took the things without thanking me or anything, just looked at me and said, "Little cotton ball, have you finished eating? Let's go back to class." He spoke normally, as if he couldn't bear it, and deliberately emphasized the words "we." Hearing this, he frowned slightly, glared a little at Yuan Han, then quickly turned to Xie Junxing, only to see him turn around and walk away without saying anything.