Volume 3: The Wind Rises, Clouds Gather Chapter 5: Pulling Her Shadow into a Dream

  Wen Qian stepped forward, separating the crowd, and Mu Liao Shan sneered coldly! "Hmph, you're just a few words, speaking nonsense. Your mouth isn't big, but your tone is huge! You dare to say someone deserves to die just because of an accidental touch? It's laughable!"

  Liu Zhihe took a step forward and said, "Can Peng's mouth be cleaner? You're still acting like a middle school student, but you're already in high school. Pay attention to your quality! Talking dirty and foul language, it's all for your own good!"

  Although this lecture from Liu Zhihe's mouth is not convincing, it is more powerful than Mu Shanshan. Mu Shanshan saw that Liu Zhihe was jumping out to make trouble again and spoke even more rudely: "Wen Ze hasn't made any progress in other areas, but he has raised a Haba dog, which barks fiercely. Does he have the ability to bite me?"

  Mushan saw Ji Su on the stairs ahead, being pushed by Hou Qiang. He recalled that Ji Su had caused some unpleasantness and decided to let his younger brother Liu Xi bully her. Unexpectedly, they ran into Wen Chen and Liu Zhihe. Although he knew that starting a fight might put him at a disadvantage, he couldn't show weakness in front of so many people. Besides, Wen Chen might not have the guts to fight in the teaching building. This wasn't just any ordinary matter!

  If he really swings it, he's not afraid!

  The thin monkey is a bit afraid of Wen Ruo, but his kung fu is all in his mouth. Once he stops talking, he loses the meaning of living. He gritted his teeth and couldn't help but hide behind Mu Shan's body, stretching his neck to shout: "That's right! Our Qingzhou often says that no matter how loudly you shout, it's just like a chicken feather hitting a bell, not even as powerful as a fart. You yell, yell again, but it's not as pleasant as the barking of our family's watchdog!"

  Liu Zhihe's face turned cold, his small eyes narrowed as he looked up and down at the thin monkey. Just as he was about to speak, his left shoulder was patted once. Turning his head, Wen Yan had a calm expression, without any sign of joy or anger.

  "Hahaha!"

  Since the dispute with Wen Jian, he has always been left half dead by his three or two sentences. This is the first time that he has gained an advantage in words, and the commemorative significance is no less than the Allied Forces' landing on Normandy.

  So Wen Jianmo didn't make a sound, and Mu Shan's group of people immediately burst out laughing, each one more exaggerated than the last. Hou Qiang was holding his stomach and laughing so hard he was doubled over, while Shou Huan was leaning against the wall with tears streaming down his face.

  At the same time that Mu Shan and others were ridiculing, the onlookers looked at Wen Qian and Liu Zhihe with disdain in their hearts. Weren't they all arrogant and fighting just a while ago? How did they become so soft and weak in just a few days? The boy who had just stood up for justice but yielded to Mu Shan's evil name hadn't gone far, hiding among the crowd outside the building, staring at the changes here, and feeling much better when he saw this scene. Wen Qian, Liu Zhihe, are all famous figures in the school. But you guys are so... standing in front of Mu Shan, don't you have to lower your heads and pretend to be obedient?

  Mu Shan patted the thin monkey's shoulder, gasping for breath, and said: "Well said! At noon, let's go to Junyue Hotel together, I'll treat you guys."

  "Good, but I'm afraid some people haven't even heard of Jun Yue's name. Brother Shan, you're making others jealous like this."

  Liu Xi originally felt a bit afraid of Liu Zhihe and Wen Qian. Seeing that the two were scolded to this extent and didn't dare to retort, his courage suddenly increased, and he smiled: "Junyue ah, I've only heard of it but haven't been there yet, Shan Ge you're going to be generous,"

  "Break your arm!"

  Liu Zhihe was about to burst into a loud scolding, but suddenly saw Wen Chen take two steps down and lift one foot to kick Liu Xi, who was completely unguarded, flying down the stairs. His body flew stiffly over several steps and landed squarely on Mu Shanshan's body. Mu Shanshan's sturdy body couldn't withstand Liu Xi's hundred or so pounds of force, and his hands unconsciously grabbed at Hou Qiang and Skinny Monkey as they all tumbled to the ground like dominoes at the entrance of the first floor staircase. The place where the commotion occurred was only seven or eight steps from the ground, although their postures were a bit awkward, fortunately no one was hurt. Several people's clothes were covered in dust, and their hair was disheveled, compared to their majestic appearance earlier, they looked disheveled beyond recognition. Bai Kuang had been standing silently at the back, hiding just in time, avoiding being affected, now stood stupidly on one side, his clear face expressionless, seemingly lost in thought.

  Liu Zhihe stared at all of this with his eyes wide and mouth agape. His admiration for the other person in his heart rose infinitely: Eldest brother, this is a teaching building, you actually dare to take action in front of several hundred people? After all, this is Qingyi Middle School, if things get too out of hand, no one can protect us, and we'll be lucky if we just get a light punishment... Especially since it's on the stairs. If someone gets hurt by accident, they're not ordinary civilians, expulsion isn't impossible.

  He didn't think that last time's basketball match wasn't also a group fight in front of everyone?

  A fierce life under the spotlight never needs a reason!

  Wen Ze patted the dust off his pants and, facing Liu Zhi's admiring gaze, said calmly: "If you can take action, try not to quarrel."

  Liu Zhihe was thoroughly conquered by this sentence at that moment, and in the days of following Wen Qing, countless times in private or public occasions, his subordinates heard the most: If you can use force, try not to quarrel!

  "Good."

  In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted, and the people on both floors of the stairs erupted into cheers and applause that seemed to go on forever. Jian Yi was waving his fist in excitement when he saw Ji Su's beautiful eyes fixed intently on Wen Qing's face, leaving no room for anything else. He felt a pang of sadness and shame, hung his head low, and quietly slipped away unnoticed.

  Mu Shan pushed away Liu Xi who was pressing down on him. Fury surged to his brain, he got up and was about to rush over to fight to the death. Bai Gui suddenly glanced at Wen Qian, a complex expression flashing in her eyes, and at the last moment, she tightly grabbed Mu Shan's arm, saying in a low voice: "Shan Shan, don't be impulsive, making a big scene won't be good for us, let's think about it carefully, think about it carefully, little one."

  Mu Shan struggled twice but couldn't break free, took a step forward, raised his head high and looked at the person on the tenth floor. He was wearing ordinary clothes, with both hands hanging down beside his legs, and a smile that made people go crazy on his face, standing there motionless!

  When was it that I could slap him with just one hand, and trample him under my feet with just one foot? Even the corner of my eye was reluctant to stay on him for even a second.

  How many times have I had to suppress my anger. Standing here, looking down at him from a height of ten steps, yet it seems as distant as a mountain peak!

  The onlookers' cheers gradually subsided, and everyone felt that Mu Shanshan was about to erupt like Indonesia's Merapi volcano. This Merapi name is very dark-skinned, and the eruption is also very dark-skinned. Every year, it has erupted before. In this month's Spring Festival Gala, Guo Donglin and Niu Li's sketch could be released in advance, I estimate that many people would shout: Impulsiveness is a devil!

  Mu Shan's eyes coldly swept the surroundings, turned to leave, but suddenly heard a shout of surprise in his ear. He stopped in confusion, turned his head, and his eyes widened to their maximum size, almost popping out of their sockets.

  Wen Qian walked right up to Ji Su as if no one else existed around them.

  The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and then one of them asked softly, "Does your foot still hurt?"

  "Ah, it hurts so much." Ji Su nodded. The tender lips that bloomed like spring flowers, the clear and sparkling eyes that shone like flowing water, the faint smile of shyness, all spread out on her pale and delicate face. It was as if she had entered a world bathed in moonlight, where a woman in white walked towards him with the wind blowing through her hair, evoking memories of a boy's reckless youth and a girl's bright beauty.

  Wen Qian turned around, bent down and smiled: "Come on up, I'll carry you!"

  Gasps erupted from all around, no one dared to believe that Wen Jia would have the guts to carry Ji Su on his back, and even less believed that one of the three most beautiful girls in school would agree to his actions.

  The campus of Shí Nián is very silly, very stupid, and very pure. You can secretly listen to the songs of the Four Heavenly Kings, you can secretly read Jin Guwen Liang's books. You can secretly like that girl with a ponytail who walks with a bounce, you can secretly sit on the rooftop of the lab building and watch the starry sky flow with moonlight all night, you can secretly laugh. Pull her shadow into your dreams, use her smile to make poetry, go crazy for love, be infatuated with love.

  This is a rigid and stagnant era, but it's also a season of singing and drinking. It's the most precious time in one's life, yet it's also the most irretrievable youth. Has anyone ever had such a crazy dream, on a certain day in high school, where someone fearlessly spread rumors and overcame obstacles to let all their classmates know that they were deeply liked by someone?

  Ji Su's bright eyes blinked, a sweet smile at the corner of his mouth, and under everyone's astonished gaze, he opened his arms and gently leaned against Wen Cang's back.

  Yes, warm and thick, very considerate!

  Wen Qian gently lifted her legs, step by step walking upstairs. Ji Su's long black hair hung down beside her ear, occasionally brushing against her cheek with a gentle tickle. The two were close for the first time, and also intimate for the first time. Ji Su suddenly remembered this experience, like a dream, and slowly placed her face on his neck, closing her eyes.

  It's great to meet someone like you on a day like today!

  Liu Zhihe woke up from the shock, this time far more shocking than the last time on the playground with Ji Su. That time everyone knew it was Wen Xiang and Gu Wenyuan fighting for dominance, Ji Su was just an innocent bystander. And they were all people in a small circle, Gu Wenyuan was afraid of losing face and wouldn't spread it outside, let alone Wen Xiang's side.

  But this time it was completely different, in front of hundreds of people, the two of them just hugged each other without any restraint. No, in Liu Zhihe's eyes, even if they were just holding hands, that would be considered hugging too, the nature of their relationship had really changed.

  "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen classmates showing love and mutual help? You see a female classmate getting hurt and don't even know how to lend a hand, what kind of quality is that?"

  Liu Zhihe lived up to his nickname "Little Godfather" and let out two loud shouts, helping Wen Qian wipe her butt. He quickly caught up with her, grasped her arm and said: "Slow down, slow down! Ji Su, you're too heavy, look at Wen Qian's sweat, Teacher will give us a prize for being helpful!"

  As the onlookers considered whether to boo in disdain at Liu Zhihe, two girls stood shoulder to shoulder under the osmanthus tree in front of the building. One had a cold smile on her face, while the other gazed at the backs of Wen Qiang and Ji Su, letting out a soft sigh.

  I had a dream, but God patted me on the head and said no, so I don't have that dream anymore.

  This book is a wonderful novel!!!!!