Actually, she wasn’t here for review materials at all.
She didn’t even know what was wrong with herself.
After seeing Du Jiaojiao again, she couldn’t help but want to be near him, even if they didn’t speak, just watching him filled her heart with satisfaction. If he spoke to her, or even just nodded, she would get so excited, inexplicably happy, happier than if she’d won first place in her grade.
How strange...
Wu Yanyun covered her face with her hands, took a deep breath, stood up, and casually picked up a book of ancient poetry from the shelf. She flipped a page and, with a quick glance, she thought she saw this line:
"The hill has wood, the wood has branches; my heart delights in you, but you do not know."
Wu Yanyun slapped her own face hard.
God!
What was she thinking about!
She couldn’t go on like this.
Du Jiaojiao was not someone she could even dare to think about.
But the more she tried not to think about him, his face kept appearing before her eyes.
With that thought, Wu Yanyun tiptoed and peered out the window into the courtyard. She saw Du Jiaojiao sitting under the Osmanthus tree reading a book. He was wearing a robe, his legs crossed casually, a posture that seemed effortless yet had a fatally attractive pull.
"A gentleman’s grace is like fine carving and polishing."
"Thump thump thump—"
Wu Yanyun clearly felt her heart beating stronger and stronger, her cheeks burning. She quickly shifted her gaze and crouched down to continue searching for review materials.
Not caring whether the materials were useful or not, Wu Yanyun grabbed a stack and headed downstairs.
After lunch, Du Jiaojiao hadn’t forgotten about the rose field and pulled Ni Yang with her to take pictures in the Rose field.
"Yanyun, do you want to join us? You could take photos of us," Du Jiaojiao looked at Wu Yanyun.
Wu Yanyun glanced at Du Jiaojiao from the corner of her eye, "I’m feeling a bit sleepy, so I won’t go. You and Sister Yangyang go ahead."
"Okay then," Du Jiaojiao turned to Wang Ziqi, "Ziqi, do you want to come with us?"
Wang Ziqi scratched his head, "Sorry, Second Miss, I need to deliver some fertilizer to Grandpa Zheng in the eastern part of the village soon."
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