Chapter 3 The Difficulty of Confession
“Only through hellish trials can one forge the power to create heaven; only through bleeding fingers can one play the world’s most magnificent song.”
——Rabindranath Tagore
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Under the influence of Cheng Ge, Qing Nuan began to understand Tagore.
It was also with Cheng Ge's encouragement that Qing Nuan began to resist Song Yang.
Tagore's words are always so powerful, Qing Nuan thought, no wonder Cheng Ge likes reading them so much.
Qing Nuan no longer imitates others' dressing style. She just be herself. Occasionally, when she saves some pocket money, she will buy her favorite skirts and coats. Although they are not very fashionable, at least she will not be called tacky.
Song Yang would still bully her, but since the last time Qing Nuan had a public quarrel with Song Yang, Qing Nuan was no longer a soft persimmon to be bullied. Every time Song Yang said something to her, she would resist. In the end, Qing Nuan relied on her eloquence to make Song Yang look humiliated.
For example, Song Yang laughed at the romance novels she read during recess: "Those stories are brainless and boring. You only read those stories because you are overwhelmed with love, right?"
Qing Nuan would calmly close her novel, point to a pile of basketball star stickers hidden in Song Yang's drawer, and sneer, "I read romance novels for fun, what about you? You look at Kobe's photos all day, and you can only look at them. Do you have the ability to play a game with Kobe? You brag about your basketball skills all day, but can you beat Kobe? Kobe and James can dominate the NBA, but you can only dominate J City High School at best. Haha, forget about playing a game, you can't even see Kobe. If you have time to laugh at me, you might as well make more time to practice basketball. Maybe you can meet your idol in your lifetime..."
Song Yang was completely defeated.
Song Yang didn't give up. Not long after, he lay on the table again and teased Qing Nuan lazily: "Hey, I see that your style of dressing has improved a lot recently. What's wrong? Don't you like the nightclub princess outfit anymore? To be honest, it's okay to have a vulgar makeup occasionally. Wear it to school and show it to me next time. The worst that can happen is that you'll just be sweeping the toilet! Hahaha!"
Qing Nuan was still neither angry nor annoyed. She even looked into Song Yang's eyes with a smile and asked curiously, "Hey, you know so much about the little princess's clothes. Have you ever been to that kind of place? That's bad. The school has a clear rule that students are not allowed to enter that kind of entertainment venues. Do you think I should tell the dean? In fact, it doesn't matter if the dean knows. The worst case scenario is that he will ask you to write another thousand-word apology! Hahaha!"
Song Yang was completely defeated for the second time.
Song Yang was upset by her rebuttal and provoked Qing Nuan again and again, but Qing Nuan defended tightly like a little hedgehog and scored points through offense.
Cheng Ge was sitting at the table in front of Qing Nuan, so he could naturally hear what Qing Nuan and Song Yang were doing. Originally, Cheng Ge was worried that Qing Nuan would be bullied again, so he was ready to help her. However, after seeing her transformation, Cheng Ge calmly stood by and watched Song Yang being killed in seconds again and again.
When they were having lunch together at noon, Luo Weiwei was still following Cheng Ge. Qing Nuan felt awkward and simply let Luo Weiwei wait by herself while she and Cheng Ge lined up in the cafeteria.
" Why are you here to queue up for food? There are too many people here. You and Weiwei can just sit there and wait." Cheng Ge said to Qing Nuan.
Qing Nuan responded casually: "There's nothing much to say if Luo Weiwei and I sit together, so I'd better queue up with you."
Cheng Ge then became puzzled: "You and Luo Weiwei have nothing to talk about?"
Qing Nuan was no longer timid. After thinking for a while, she told Cheng Ge directly: "Yes, she and I are not from the same world. She is beautiful and talented, and her family is rich. A lot of boys and girls like to surround her, but I am not like that. Only you, Brother Ge, are willing to be friends with me. So I'd better stay with you, haha."
Cheng Ge naturally heard the jealousy in Qing Nuan's words, and was secretly delighted for a moment, then suddenly realized: Qing Nuan seemed to be much more cheerful.
"Okay, then just line up with me." Cheng Ge smiled.
"Yeah." Qing Nuan responded, and then asked Cheng Ge anxiously, "Hey, Ge Ge, tell me the truth, why do you like being with Luo Weiwei so much?"
Cheng Ge didn't hesitate and answered generously, "My deskmate. She told me before that she had just come to J City from another place and was not familiar with J City, but I have been in J City for many years and my grandmother is from here. At that time, we were all freshmen in high school, so she asked me to help her get familiar with the environment of J City, so we played together."
After hearing this, Qing Nuan couldn't help but pout and muttered softly: "It's been several months, and I'm still getting familiar with the environment. This is clearly an excuse, tsk!"
"What?" Cheng Ge didn't hear clearly and asked in confusion.
Qing Nuan shook her head: "It's okay."
Girls understand other girls’ thoughts best, so Qing Nuan could naturally see what Luo Weiwei was thinking.
Qing Nuan was almost certain in her heart that Luo Weiwei must have ulterior motives towards Cheng Ge.
But she was too embarrassed to tell Cheng Ge. After all, she was the same as Luo Weiwei, and she also had ulterior motives towards Cheng Ge.
They chatted casually, bought food together, and ate together. At the table, Luo Weiwei and Cheng Ge were still talking and laughing, as if they were old friends. The difference was that Qing Nuan was no longer the nervous and silent girl. After the "cross-dressing failure" some time ago, she seemed to have become a different person. She made up a lot of knowledge, and took time to listen to and watch pop music and popular movies. Finally, she was able to cross into the world described by Cheng Ge.
Gradually, she was able to join in the conversation. When Luo Weiwei and Cheng Ge were shouting about the latest movie or star, she would also join in with a sentence "I watched the trailer" or "I listened to her\u002Fhis new song."
Everything seems to be moving in the right direction.
Qing Nuan felt that she was full of motivation.
But something she didn't expect happened -
That afternoon, Qing Nuan, Cheng Ge and Luo Weiwei walked into the classroom together. The moment they pushed open the door, a gasp was heard from the class.
Then someone shouted, "Come in together, young couple!"
As soon as the words fell, the class exploded.
The three of them were all bewildered, and Qing Nuan was even more confused: A young couple? Who are you talking about?
Is it her and Cheng Ge? Or Cheng Ge and Luo Weiwei?
She soon understood, because there were a few bold and large chalk words neatly written on the blackboard in the classroom: Luo Weiwei likes Cheng Ge.
I don’t know which classmate played this prank.
Luo Weiwei soon noticed the words on the blackboard. She, who was always beautiful and elegant, froze for a moment, and then her eyes turned red. Tears gradually filled up and finally slid down her cheeks.
The pear blossoms are wet with rain, and I feel pity for them. These words seem to be prepared for a school beauty like Luo Weiwei.
Luo Weiwei ran to her seat, laid on the desk and started crying sadly.
Cheng Ge's face was also very ugly. When he saw Luo Weiwei crying in anger, he rushed to the podium as if he was ignited by someone. He pointed at the big words on the blackboard and shouted, "Do you have the courage to write it? Do you have the courage to stand up and admit it? Who wrote this?"
Of course, no one will come forward to admit it.
Cheng Ge cursed angrily at the podium again, then returned to his seat and began to comfort Luo Weiwei.
He patted her shoulder and said, "Okay, stop crying. They are just writing for fun. Why do you care about them?"
Luo Weiwei didn't say anything and just kept crying.
Cheng Ge took out another piece of chocolate from the desk and handed it to Luo Weiwei: "As long as you stop crying, this piece of chocolate is yours. My dad brought it back for me when he went on a business trip to Germany. I haven't even tasted it myself."
Luo Weiwei raised her head with red eyes, like a pitiful little rabbit, looked at Cheng Ge, then looked at the chocolate in Cheng Ge's hand, and asked while sobbing, "Really?"
Cheng Ge knew there was something going on, and nodded quickly: "Of course it's real, real money!"
Luo Weiwei actually stopped crying, and Cheng Ge gave the chocolate to Luo Weiwei as promised.
"Really. Real money."
Qing Nuan had been standing stupidly at the door of the classroom, watching Cheng Ge getting angry for Luo Weiwei, and then watching Cheng Ge comforting Luo Weiwei. She vaguely recalled that when she had just arrived in J City, it was Cheng Ge who led her to familiarize herself with the environment of J City, protected her when she was bullied, and comforted her when she was sad, just like .
At that time, you and me.
At this time, you and her.
Qing Nuan was suddenly distraught. She walked into the classroom without saying a word and returned to her seat.
Cheng Ge at the front table was still comforting Luo Weiwei, so gentle that it was unlike himself. Qing Nuan realized for the first time that Cheng Ge's smile was so warm, even a little dazzling.
She lay dejectedly on the table, not knowing what to do.
At this time, Song Yang, who had been watching the fun, spoke to Qing Nuan: "What are you doing? You look like you've lost your soul?"
"You don't need to say anything more." Qing Nuan always had a hard time having a good face when facing Song Yang.
Song Yang raised his eyebrows, his lazy smile bathed in the early winter sunshine, with a little evil, but also a little warm: "Let me guess, you look so sour, are you jealous?"
Qing Nuan seemed to hear her heart thump loudly and almost jumped out of her throat.
She was exposed for hiding her secrets, and suddenly felt embarrassed, awkward, and shy. Several different emotions flooded her heart at once, but she couldn't admit it. She could only grit her teeth and hold on: "Song Yang, I don't want to make trouble with you today, can you shut up?"
Song Yang held his chin, squinted his eyes, and looked at him inquiringly: "I'm not making trouble with you, you see how sincere I am. What? Can't you tell the truth? If you are jealous, then you are jealous!" After a pause, Song Yang lowered his voice and said, "In fact, I have already seen that you like Cheng..."
"Song Yang!" Qing Nuan interrupted him quickly, "If you dare to say the word 'jealous' again, believe it or not, I will eat you first?"
"I don't believe it." Song Yang looked disdainful.
Qing Nuan was furious: "If you don't believe me, just try it!"
"Just try it! I said you are jealous, you are jealous of Cheng Ge and Luo Weiwei! You are interested in Cheng Ge but you dare not say it, so you can only be jealous yourself!" Song Yang didn't want to attract the attention of other classmates, so he leaned close to Qing Nuan's ear and whispered.
Qing Nuan widened her eyes.
There was a puzzling smile in Song Yang's voice: "Qing Nuan, am I right? Well, I've said 'jealous' so many times, what can you do? Eat me up, I'm waiting."
Since ancient times, provocation has always been successful.
Qing Nuan really didn't dare to do anything to Song Yang at first, but she really couldn't stand Song Yang's attitude, so she made up her mind, grabbed one of Song Yang's arms, put it to her mouth, and bit it.
Song Yang felt a sharp pain in his arm and shouted: "You really bite! Let go!"
Qing Nuan seemed to be furious and had no intention of loosening her bite. Instead, she bit even harder, as if she wanted to vent all her anger on Song Yang's poor arm. She kept biting until she tasted a hint of blood in her mouth.
bleeding……
Qing Nuan stared blankly at the circle of teeth marks on Song Yang's arm that she had bitten, which were oozing blood bit by bit.
Qing Nuan’s nose felt sore, maybe out of guilt or something else.
Song Yang endured the pain in his arm and looked at Qing Nuan in a bad mood: "Are you sick? Are you born in the Year of the Dog? You really have the guts to bite me. I'm bleeding!"
Qing Nuan lowered her head and said nothing.
Xu Jiarong heard the noise in the back row and stood up. She saw the bloody teeth marks on Song Yang's body and Qing Nuan's expression, and roughly guessed what was going on. She said to Song Yang, "Don't waste time. Go to the infirmary. Bleeding from biting can be a big deal. Let's go to the infirmary and get it bandaged first."
Song Yang, however, didn't care: "What's there to bandage? I won't go."
Xu Jiarong grabbed Song Yang's ear and said, "Just go if I tell you to. Why are you wasting time? Follow me!"
As Song Yang was being dragged away by Xu Jiarong, he muttered, "Can you please let go of my ears? I'm so embarrassed by your behavior..."
Hearing the noise, Cheng Ge turned around and looked at Qing Nuan.
Qing Nuan's eyes were moist and she didn't want to look at Cheng Ge.
"Nuannuan..." Cheng Ge called Qingnuan subconsciously. Qingnuan did not answer, but directly raised the textbook to cover her face.
The prank seemed to have ended so hastily, but it also seemed like it was just the beginning...