The Ideal Mary Sue

Arc 2: (Un?)Expected Connections (2)

On the contrary, after Zhang Yue's confession incident, she didn't become dispirited like Su Ning thought.

"NingNing, don't worry about me." Zhang Yue took a bite out of an apple. "Now I have no regrets in my high school life!"

Zhang Yue never ate cake again.

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The old library is where Wei Qing often goes in and out.

It's very quiet here and hardly anyone comes here. There's no sound of pages turning nor an eager gaze watching him from behind a shelf or desk trying to put themselves into his line of sight.

Yet today there was an uninvited guest.

A girl was lying by the window enjoying the only electric fan in the library, with her head resting on her arms, sleeping soundly.

Wei Qing has always been very annoyed by all the girls who would deliberately try and stick themselves to his side. The annoyance started in kindergarten when an unreasonable little girl forcibly kissed him. He still can't get rid of the nauseating, greasy feeling. Yes, that's right, the little tyrant had sour cream all over her mouth. She even bit him, giving his younger self severe mental trauma.

It was so severe that he refused to come into contact with any girls, especially that fatty from a few days ago, holding the cake he hates the most and confessing to him loudly from downstairs, just like the little tyrant who stood by his door so many years ago. Their behavior was the same.

It's so fucking disgusting.

Wei Qing carried his bag and sat the farthest away from Su Ning.

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In the hot and dry weather with no electric fan, Wei Qing felt that his back was soaked with sweat. The words from the book were jumping around right in front of his eyes. I'm going to have a heatstroke...

Wei Qing glanced at the electric fan from time to time. I used to use the fan...

Wei Qing said to himself. I'll just go to the new library; at least that one has air conditioning. He shook his head. Absolutely not, there are too many people in that library. I'll just have to endure it for the time being...

I'm barely holding on as it is! Why can the fan only be used by her?!

Wei Qing grabbed his schoolbag and sat opposite to Su Ning, trying to move as lightly as possible in order to not wake her up. He didn't want her to be staring at him all afternoon.

The breeze from the fan finally took away the heat.

Wei Qing felt his body and mind relax as his slender fingers turned over the pages and wrote down key points in his notebook.

When Wei Qing works on math problems, he likes to spin his pen around his thumb. The faster he spins, the clearer his thoughts will be.

The cap came loose and flew into Su Ning's hair.

Wei Qing looked at her face subconsciously to see if she had a reaction.

Yet he could no longer look away.

The afternoon sun shined through the leaves and cast a light layer of yellow on her body. Her trembling eyelashes resembled butterfly wings flying through the wind, with a small and delicate nose and pink-tinted lips that opened slightly whenever she took a breath.

As if possessed, Wei Qing reached out and touched her face.

Smooth and delicate, it makes it hard for people to stop touching...