His One Love

Chapter 30

Shen Yi didn't sleep well for several days in a row.

He was a light sleeper, but he rarely ever had dreams. However, these few days, he had successively a lot of dreams with strange images.

It didn't feel like a dream, but more like something that had happened in the past, a long time ago.

So many years had passed, he had almost forgotten what he looked like when he was in high school. In the dreams, the boy was very thin, his complexion was pale, he was silent and taciturn and nothing made him stand out.

It was a summer day, cicadas were chirping and even the wind carried hot air.

The young girl was in a crowd of students wearing school uniforms, she appeared bright, beautiful and cheerful.

She was wearing heavy make-up and was dressed in an extravagant dress. From head to toe, she didn't look at all like a good and well-behaved kid.

Lu Wanwan was lightly smiling as she grabbed his wrist, acting spoiled: "Yi Yi, you just help me one last time, okay?"

It seemed like her and yet not like her.

Shen Yi felt that the Lu Wanwan inside the dream was a bit strange. He never recalled that Lu Wanwan had ever before showed this kind of silly appearance in front of him, every frown and every smile of hers were all tickling his heart.

The boy in the school uniform frowned and seemed as if he was seriously pondering over it, "No."

This had already happened many times this month.

Lu Wanwan had skipped class and had been late repeatedly without mending her ways. She was punished by the teacher to write a self-criticism paper and for each section she had to write more than three thousand characters, which made Lu Wanwan's head feel painful as her eyes were about to start seeing stars from writing too much.

Unfortunately, the teacher wasn't easy to fool, he found out that she had copied a large part of it online and then ordered her rewrite it.

Lu Wanwan very naturally thought of Shen Yi as a way out of that chore, for the teenager never refused any of her requests.

Lu Wanwan was a little angry and turned away from him, not wanting to pay any attention to him again. Her mouth also kept muttering in a low voice bad words about him, "What's that about liking me, it's all false, if he liked me, how come he's not even helping write one review ?"

In fact, the teenager, who never spoke much, had never said the words "I like you" to her, he just silently used his actions to express his love for her.

The boy was somewhat helpless, "I told you many times, as long as you don't skip class and sneak out of school, the teacher will not punish you."

He didn't like the fact that Lu Wanwan and that group of untalented second generation rich in her class were running outside to play, and that she was spending all day hanging out with a group of men, while smiling like a flower.

The seeds of jealousy had long been planted in his heart and were constantly being repressed.

He knew that he was sick.

Lu Wanwan shook his arm, sweetly acting pampered with him: "The teacher's lesson in class is too boring, I don't understand any of it, so I can't help but want to sneak out and have fun."

She stretched out four fingers and looked at him with her big watery eyes, which appeared very sincere as she said, "I promise you, okay? This is the last time I'm making this mistake, you just help me this time, I will definitely not do it again."