Chapter 162: A Tapestry of Blossoms ⑥
“No, I don’t agree. I’m not teaming up with Zhao Bao Cui.” The thought of Zhao Bao Cui’s chubby appearance made Zhang Haiyang unbearable. He looked at Huang Yan, “Isn’t it enough that I admit I was wrong? I really didn’t touch you on purpose!”
“You dare to say that again!” Huang Yan rose up, about to swing her schoolbag at Zhang Haiyang.
Zhang Haiyang jumped away, “Okay, okay, I won’t say it anymore, I won’t say it. I just wanted to apologize to you!” He had let Huang Yan hit him earlier just to let her vent her anger. Even if he didn’t hit girls, he could still escape. But if this continued, it wouldn’t be fun anymore.
“I didn’t tell you not to apologize, so say it!” She always said, ‘Isn’t it enough that I admit I was wrong?’ It felt like he didn’t think he was wrong, or that she was forcing him to say it?
“Sorry, Huang Yan.” Zhang Haiyang lowered his head and smirked, bringing up the incident again, “I shouldn’t have touched your chest.”
Hearing the first part, Huang Yan was about to forgive Zhang Haiyang, but upon hearing the latter, Huang Yan exploded like a volcano ignited by a spark, “Zhang Haiyang!”
“Here!” Zhang Haiyang stood at attention, then relaxed, grinning playfully.
“You’re asking for death!” With that, Huang Yan swung her schoolbag at Zhang Haiyang. Zhang Haiyang nimbly dodged and ran off.
“Stop right there, I’ll beat you to death!” Huang Yan pointed at Zhang Haiyang’s retreating back and chased after him.
As night approached, the two became a unique sight by the roadside under the streetlights and passing cars: a boy in front, running with a playful grin at the girl behind him, and a pretty girl behind him, panting and swinging her schoolbag. The boy, seeing he had gained some distance, would stop to tease the girl, and when she caught up, he would laugh and run off again.
Treated like a monkey being played with, Huang Yan, who had run for a whole street, was tired. She leaned on her knees, panting, and glared at Zhang Haiyang. Once she caught her breath, she put her schoolbag down, turned, and headed home.
Zhang Haiyang ran a few steps but didn’t hear anyone behind him. He turned to see Huang Yan leaving! He quickly chased after her. But as soon as he got within a step, her schoolbag, still on her shoulder, flew towards his head.
“See if you’ll run now! Pervert!” Huang Yan said triumphantly, watching Zhang Haiyang cover his head.
Zhang Haiyang looked at Huang Yan’s slightly flushed face from running and mumbled, “Hey, Huang Yan, are you really going to find a CEO to date in the future?”
“You…” Hearing Zhang Haiyang’s irrelevant question, Huang Yan blushed, “That’s none of your business.”
“I don’t think that Peng Yu Yang is a CEO either!” Zhang Haiyang muttered.
Huang Yan glared fiercely at Zhang Haiyang and pointed at his nose, “So what if I like Peng Yu Yang? It’s none of your business! And I’m telling you, if you dare to spread rumors in class, I’ll rip your mouth apart!”
Like Peng Yu Yang? “Hey, back in second year junior high, I heard you say you liked the CEOs in novels. What makes that Peng Yu Yang like a CEO?” Zhang Haiyang said with a hint of discomfort and disdain.
“Even if Peng Yu Yang isn’t a CEO, he’s still better than you! His grades are better than yours, and his family owns a restaurant. Even if he’s not a CEO, he’ll be a boss in the future,” Huang Yan said. “I don’t have time to waste talking to you. I’m going home.”
As Huang Yan spoke, she slung both straps of her schoolbag over her shoulders and turned to leave.
It seemed she was really going this time, even her usually flailing schoolbag was put away. Zhang Haiyang opened his mouth and called out, “Hey, Huang Yan!”
Huang Yan turned around impatiently, “What?”
“I want to pursue you!” Zhang Haiyang shouted.
“Are you crazy?!” Huang Yan’s face turned red. After cursing, she turned and ran away.
Standing in place, Zhang Haiyang scratched the back of his head and chuckled. He took out his mobile phone from his purse, grabbed the phone charm, swung the phone around, and hummed nonchalantly, “Lang li ge lang, lang li ge lang, lang li ge lang,” as he walked towards the school.
Upon returning to the classroom, he was, as expected, scolded by the teacher supervising the evening self-study session and given various writing assignments. However, Zhang Haiyang smiled happily and didn’t bicker with the teacher as he usually did.
After returning home, Huang Yan lay on her bed, her face so red it looked like it would bleed. Dating…
This word wasn’t taboo; it was their privilege, a mark of youth. Every young boy and girl had fantasized about dating, and Huang Yan was no exception. Because she enjoyed reading romance novels about CEOs, she had countless times imagined having a love that was as breathtaking and moving as in the novels. She had also countless times imagined her future partner as handsome as the male leads on the covers of romance novels—CEOs… BOSSes… CEOs… Chiefs… all sorts of handsome, dashing, and affectionate princes.
But… where were there so many CEOs in this world? Where were there so many romantic love stories? The youngest CEO-like figure in China was probably someone named Chen from a certain shopping website. But she was only sixteen now. Not to mention whether she could work at that company when she grew up or meet that person, time would pass, and she would grow up, and that person would also grow up. Fantasies were always unrealistic.
The purest heartbeat, the truest love, the most innocent flutter of the heart, still existed in reality. Zhang Haiyang said he wanted to pursue her. Regardless of whether she liked him or not, her vanity was greatly satisfied, and her heart felt a little excited.
After being shy for a long time, Huang Yan looked at the ceiling. Novels had also said that men were animals who thought with their lower bodies. Zhang Haiyang wanted to pursue her, could it be… because he suddenly touched her chest today?
Huang Yan’s face turned pale. She tremblingly touched her chest, pinched it, and frowned. She didn’t feel anything strange! It felt the same as when she bathed! Why would men like women’s chests? Huang Yan couldn’t understand, nor could she understand why romance novels repeatedly described such scenes, that this was what CEOs liked… chests…
Huang Yan lowered her hand from her chest, clenched her fist. Although she felt a little shy and a little happy because Zhang Haiyang said he wanted to pursue her, if Zhang Haiyang wanted to pursue her because he had touched her chest, then… he could wait eight hundred years! She would absolutely, positively never date such a perverted, big-time pervert!
There were two periods of evening self-study. During the break between the first period, Zhang Haiyang, who was copying his punishment writing, couldn’t help but sneeze. He put down his pen, pulled out a tissue from under his desk, and squeezed his nose with both hands holding the tissue.
Wang Chao Lei, Ma Xin, Luo Xu, and Li Kai, who were helping Zhang Haiyang copy, all looked at him. Luo Xu frowned and asked, “Hey Haiyang, you didn’t catch a cold from going out in the cold wind, did you?”
Zhang Haiyang threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can at the back of the classroom, then said, “We share blessings and hardships, brothers. Hurry up and copy. I’ll treat you to barbecue after school when we’re done.”
