Qurit.
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Meng Qiaoyu was baffled. He and Lin Sitian sat side-by-side at her desk doing homework. On a phone holder in front of them, a video call was open, displaying the pale face of another boy silently working on problems. He leaned close to Lin Sitian's ear and whispered, "Do we have to set up an altar just to do homework? Ow—!" Lin Sitian stomped hard on his foot. The boy on the screen, Zhou Sheng, looked up. He cleared his throat before speaking, suppressing a cough that threatened to erupt. Between…-
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This feeling… it was as bizarre as flipping open your familiar Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Mock Tests only to find a page asking "What is love?" It completely emptied Lin Sitian's mind, leaving her frozen for half a minute. Rainy days filled the air with the scent of damp grass and mud, mingling with the detergent fragrance clinging to Zhou Sheng. It made Lin Sitian feel unusually alert. They stood under the eaves of the school building's first floor. Outside, the sky had…
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The string of overcast days meant darkness fell especially early. The two of them worked in silence for a while. Zhou Sheng finished his own homework for the day. Normally, he'd immediately open his supplementary workbook and embark on the next "expedition." But not this time. To say the illness hadn't affected him was impossible. His head had felt heavy all day. That morning before leaving, he'd actually been teetering on the edge of a low-grade fever. His mother had suggested he stay home to…
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A pair of phoenix eyes glinted coldly through his glasses. Zhou Sheng pressed his lips together. "Lin Sitian, you're really pushing your luck." "I'm way more shameless than you, and you caught me," she retorted, pretending she was the one at a disadvantage. "Are we doing this tutoring session or not?" Zhou Sheng stopped looking at her, bending his head to pack his things. Seeing she'd gone too far, Lin Sitian quickly pressed her hand over his. "Alright, alright, I'll stop. Sorry." He didn't turn his…
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Zhou Sheng was reading a book. This wasn't a particularly unusual sight; in fact, it was commonplace. But now was after school. Normally at this time, Zhou Sheng would either be on his way home or tutoring Lin Sitian. He certainly wouldn't be leaning against the classroom window, bathed in the fading sunlight, skimming through a book at breakneck speed. One hand braced on the windowsill, his eyes paused only briefly on the summarized English points before drifting, almost imperceptibly, towards the…
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With Zhou Sheng there, studying efficiency skyrocketed. By 1:30 PM, Lin Si Tian finally finished her English homework, fighting drowsiness. Sunlight glared off the opposite building's windows, flooding her room. She stood and drew the curtains. The pale linen drapes softened the light into a muted, dreamy glow—like a Japanese film palette. Quiet. Warmly hazy. In short: terrible for doing questions. But Zhou Sheng, absorbed in his practice tests, didn't notice. As long as he could see the paper, he'd…
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Lin Si Tian suddenly began studying seriously. Young love is simple: liking someone makes you want to improve. And improvement, to a student, means good grades. Only later would she learn that no path to success is straighter than acing exams. Lin Si Tian hadn't yet defined her feelings for Zhou Sheng. She just wanted to be better—to stand beside him without feeling like a joke. That day he'd given her hope: if she committed, she could catch up. So she made schedules, copied notes, bought reference…
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The final school-clearing whistle pierced the air. Even the basketball dribbles from the field had vanished. Patrols would come next. Lin Si Tian's fingers lifted Zhou Sheng's glasses away. He remained frozen, watching her. "Hands down," she coaxed. "Enough." He reached to reclaim them, but she whisked them behind her back. "I've seen you without them before." "Then why look again?" "Didn't get enough." "..." His heart skipped. He dropped his gaze, hand covering his face. "Hear yourself?" "Stingy. Looking…
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When did the turning point happen? Oh, right—it was that day. During self-study period, most students buried themselves in homework, though a few rebels pursued other interests. Like Lin Si Tian. Her bestie Yang Xuelin had sent her a... special fiction site. Even as a seasoned reader, Lin Si甜 was dazzled by its kaleidoscopic content—a vibrant celebration of being alive. She'd stayed up half the night reading, and now, with Mr. Li absent, she'd fished out her phone again, devouring the "literary…
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Her deskmate was an academic deity—ranked first in their grade, the type who chased teachers after class to verify three different solutions to a single problem, someone who saw mathematics and physics as the pinnacle of beauty. By all accounts, he belonged in a parallel universe from a "delinquent girl" like Lin Si Tian. But their homeroom teacher, Mr. Li, was determined to enforce classroom discipline that semester. To prevent cliques from forming and students covering for each other, he launched a…
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