Translator’s note: Remember when I said I’d do c60 and c59 at the same time? Sorry, guys, it looks like c60 will be out in a couple of hours more.
Sheng Renxing also didn’t expect that the second-best student in the grade would be the girl standing in front of him, and as he thought it, he asked: “Are you the second-best student in the grade?”
He even thought it was moon cakes, after all, with that arrogant attitude, nobody would believe it if she wasn’t the best student.
The girl hesitated for a second before shaking her head: “No.”
The two had just walked out of the teaching office, when Lao Li told them the things to pay attention to this time. Sheng Renxing didn’t remember a word after listening.
At the end, Lao Li let them discuss what they wanted to perform.
Seeing Sheng Renxing’s raised eyebrows, the girl seemed to know what he wanted to ask: “I heard from the teacher, it seems that because Wu Ren can’t play the piano, he asked me to replace him.”
‘Oh,’ Sheng Renxing nodded casually. A duet. It made no difference who he performed with. “What can you play?”
The girl combed through her long hair for a bit: “En… … Ode to Joy?”
Sheng Renxing gave it a thought: “Okay, that’s it.” In a sentence or two, he had settled on the repertoire of the New Year’s Day party, and waved to the girl that the task was done.
“Wait,” the girl stopped him: “Then when are we going to practice?”
Sheng Renxing glanced down at the date on his phone habitually, and then said: “Whenever works for you.”
The two stopped at the stairwell, the girl seemed to hesitate for a while, and said: “After school today?” She nervously brushed her hair again: “I haven’t played the piano for a long time, I’m afraid that will hold you back.”
Sheng Renxing frowned when he heard it, with a confused look on his face: “Then come to me after you’ve gotten familiar with it. How can you practice with him if you aren’t familiar with the music yet?
“… …”
After the two said goodbye, Sheng Renxing wanted to go back to the classroom. He just walked up the stairs, and when he turned the corner, he saw Xing Ye leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone with his head down.
Sheng Renxing looked at his figure, his heart moved, and he immediately relaxed his steps deliberately and quietly approached Xing Ye.
He wanted to scare him!
Who knew that just when Sheng Renxing approached and held his breath, starting to reach out to touch him, he was suddenly caught by Xing Ye’s backhand.
“Ah,” Sheng Renxing exclaimed briefly.
He didn’t scare him, but was scared in return.
“Childish.” Xing Ye let go of his hand.
“Fuck,” he swore. You are naive, still waiting to scare me? They turned around and leaned against the wall, facing each other: “Why are you here?”
From under his elbow, Xing Ye took out the water bottle with one hand and angled it towards him, Sheng Renxing raised his hand to take it.
“Are you going to play basketball?” Xing Ye didn’t answer the question and he put the phone in his pocket and stood up slightly, turning and walking down the stairs.
Sheng Renxing twisted the bottle cap and took a sip, then jumped down the stairs two or three steps at a time as he walked to the playground with him.
This playground faced the front of the building, including the teacher’s office, and as long as they stretched their necks, they could see the two of them.
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Someone on the field saw him and, although it was winter, he lifted up his short-sleeved hem and wiped his sweat: “I’ll invite you for the next game?”
Xing Ye nodded.
Sheng Renxing sat next to him and took off his coat.
The sun today didn’t look like it belonged in October at all.
It was like all the sunlight that had been swallowed back for the past few weeks in Xuancheng was released at the same time.
Xing Ye was still unmoved, he didn’t sweat much, and his skin was unbelievably good.
Sheng Renxing’s gaze moved from the court to Xing Ye, then back, and back again.
After a while, he reached out and touched Xing Ye’s face.
Xing Ye turned to look at him: “Bored?”
“A little,” Sheng Renxing smiled at him.
“Let’s talk.” Xing Ye said.
“About what?” Sheng Renxing asked him.
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Don’t know.”
Xing Ye nodded and turned his face to continue watching the situation on the field.
He looked at Xing Ye’s back and hummed softly, but he didn’t remember much of the lyrics of the song, most of which he sang vaguely while humming the melody.
“Thus…
We’re on a distant path
… … glamorous fire,
If you look back from ahead
And I also turn back
Then we’ll have missed each other.”
In front of him, XIng Ye lowered his gaze, focussed on listening to him sing the song he couldn’t even remember the lyrics to.
“Thus you never stopped loving me, … …
On the distant path,… …
I’m waiting for you to turn around ahead of me
But I won’t look back
Do you want me?”
“Do you want me?”
His tone was clear, his youthful voice was pure and crystalline, and he kept his sound down, keeping the song on the tip of his tongue.
It was like he was reciting a love poem that belonged only to him, like he could easily pull at the heartstrings.
The song was one that had come up randomly on a playlist, and he didn’t mean anything by it, but he thought that it fit the atmosphere nicely right now.
He hummed a few words and wanted to tease Xing Ye with the lyrics: “Ge, do you turn back?”
But before he could say a word, Xing Ye turned his head and looked at him.
Against the light, Sheng Renxing could not see the emotion in his eyes, but he could feel the beating of his heart.
The next second, a gust of wind blew, and a piece of red floated in front of his eyes, obscuring the entangled sight of the two.
“Your hair is too long.”
Xing Ye reached out and touched his head.
“Really?” Sheng Renxing avoided his gaze, reached out and twisted his hair, as if nothing had happened: “I want to change the color.”
“What color?” Xing Ye stroked down the direction of his hair, touching his ear in the process.
The red colour of his hair was matched by the red of his ears.
I haven’t thought about it yet,” Sheng Renxing said: “I kinda want to dye it green.”
Xing Ye paused, then withdrew his hand with complicated eyes: “Is there any other colour?”
Sheng Renxing smiled at him: “I haven’t thought about it yet, but I’m not in a hurry anyway.” He pulled a lock of his hair: “I’m not tired of this colour yet,” he asked again: “Are you tired of it yet?”
Xing Ye shot him a glance before he turned to look at the ball court.
Sheng Renxing’s posture remained unchanged, and after a while: “By the way, Lao Li gave me a task to play the piano at the New Year’s Day party.” He stretched out his hand to block the sun: “I’m going to play with another girl.”
Xing Ye paused and said calmly: “Really?”
“En,” Sheng Renxing looked as if he had other things to think about: “but that person doesn’t look very smart, I don’t know if she can play, it’ll be trouble.”
Xing Ye: “Reject it if you don’t want to.”
“I’ve already agreed to it,” Sheng Renxing shrugged his shoulders: “Besides, it’s only a couple of minutes, Sheng-ge can carry it.”
Xing Ye looked at the court and did not speak.
It was quiet for a long time.
Sheng Renxing added: “But the duet requires a tacit understanding. If she is too bad, I will have to spend a lot of time with her, practising.’ Saying that, he let out a sigh that was indistinguishably true or false.
Xing Ye picked up the water bottle, raised his head and took a sip.
Sheng Renxing: “In that case, I will spend less time with you in the future.”
Xing Ye finally had some reaction.
Looking back at him, his tone was flat: ‘If you are provoking me, I will carry you to the podium and beat you.”
Three seconds later, Sheng Renxing couldn’t help but burst out laughing, and while laughing, he got a deal and behaved well: “You are so fierce!”
Xing Ye continued looking at him, his eyes becoming more and more dangerous.
“I just spoke a hypothetical,” Sheng Renxing stretched: “How can I play a duet with someone unfamiliar?”
“Haven’t you already promised?” Xing Ye’s expression remained unchanged.
“I have my own plan.” Sheng Renxing wrinkled his eyebrows.
Sheng Renxing: “Are you still angry? Do you still want to hit me?”
Xing Ye didn’t speak, just looked at him coldly.
Sheng Renxing smiled and put his legs up to step onto the stairs, leaning his chin on his knees, leaning towards him and stretching out his palms: “Then I’ll let you hit me.”
“I just want you to tell me directly if you are unhappy, we can fight, just don’t hold it all in your heart.” Sheng Renxing looked at him and his pale pupils became clearer and brighter against the sun: “I would be afraid.”
“I’m afraid that I won’t see that you’re angry once, and then what could be done?”
Then there wouldn’t be anyone to cheer you up. I’m afraid you’ll be sad.
Xing Ye looked at him, but didn’t say anything, these words were too sappy for him.
Xing Ye stared at him, turning his back to the light, repressing the dark night in his eyes.
Sheng Renxing opened his mouth and complained in a low voice: “And you are now sulking, you are being cold,” he said: “This is domestic violence!”
“… … “ Xing Ye reached out and pinched his cheeks, squeezing them together so that the flesh on both sides of Sheng Renxing’s mouth was puffed up by him.
He watched for a while, then suddenly curled the corners of his lips, revealing a very small smile.
“What’s your birthday wish?”
“En?” Sheng Renxing’s face was pinched, frowning and trying to break away. Sheng-ge’s face would not allow such trampling!
Hearing this, he grabbed his hand and unconsciously teased him: “My birthday wish…”
With a sincere tone: “I wish Heaven could give me a boyfriend!”
“Oh,” Xing Ye turned his ears, as if listening to something.
After a short while, he looked at Sheng Renxing, his pupils reflecting the light in the other’s eyes.
The sunlight reflected towards him through Sheng Renxing.
In his eyes, the sky shone.
Heaven said he has heard, your birthday wish will come true.”
OH MY GOD *in Janice’s voice
This is acceptance!
So it’s official??!! ABOUT TIME JEEZ- Now we better get sweet lovey-dovey scenes~
Ty for the chapter💜💜💜
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AAAAÀAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
So cuuutttteeeeeee (≧▽≦)
OMG! Thanks for the chapter!
thanks for the chapter <3
IS THIS TRUE? OMYGOSHKWOQHW. BUT Xingxing is make me feel things the way he said to Yeye he wanted him to open up his feelings.
It’s been a month and I just found out it was dropped.
Ahhh so sweet! Hope someone picks it up
When is the couple of hours later going to be😢