Chasing You Like a Tenacious Falcon

Quan Zhisui was particularly looking forward to school ending today. She had been in an excited state all afternoon, even solving problems faster than usual.

During this time, Wei Shixu had Zhuge Ying deliver some clothes to her again. Quan Zhisui resisted the urge to throw them out the window and returned them instead.

During the break.

In a corner of the hallway.

Zhuge Ying placed the bag of clothes in front of Wei Shixu and said helplessly, "She refused to take them."

Wei Shixu took the clothes, his expression so calm it was almost lifeless.

Beside them, Kong Mingze was eating a small cake, not saying a word, just curiously glancing back and forth between their faces.

Zhuge Ying sighed and said, "She's the most strong-willed person I've ever met. Martial artists have low body fat, so they must feel the cold, but her willpower is incredible. It's been freezing for days, and she's still holding out!"

"Heh, yeah," Wei Shixu replied with a bitter smile.

When she runs, she’s like a furious tornado, and her willpower is as unyielding as an eagle’s.

At this moment, Wei Shixu deeply felt that the gust of wind he sensed in his heart was the sound of an eagle soaring through the sky!

He had been mistaken; it wasn’t a question of whether he could catch up to her.

It was whether he could earn her recognition.

Zhuge Ying asked curiously, "What exactly did you two fight about? Was it because of Senior Ziyin?"

The term "senior" was quite misleading; those unaware of the situation would naturally assume it referred to a man.

She guessed that Wei Shixu was jealous.

Wei Shixu replied, "It’s related, but not the main issue."

Zhuge Ying was shocked. "Then what’s the main issue?"

"Did you steal her milk tea or cake again?" Kong Mingze chimed in.

Zhuge Ying pushed his head away. "Adults are talking; kids shouldn’t interrupt!"

Milk tea and cakes? How childish!

Kong Mingze wasn’t offended. After finishing what he was eating, he ran back to the classroom to grab more.

The hallway was now empty except for Zhuge Ying and Wei Shixu, two sharp minds.

Zhuge Ying already knew about Wei Shixu’s past, and her gaze toward him was complicated. She sighed again. "You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to. I’ll still help you."

She used to think Wei Shixu wasn’t a good person, but now she felt that the two of them might actually be a good match.

Both were equally tragic and stubborn!

"I kissed her forcefully," Wei Shixu suddenly said.

Zhuge Ying: "???"

"I bit her lip until it bled," Wei Shixu added.

Zhuge Ying: "!!!"

"And I told her I wanted to sleep with her," Wei Shixu continued.

Zhuge Ying was on the verge of fainting!!!

She was so shocked she could barely stand, leaning on the railing to steady herself as she recovered from the dizziness.

Wei Shixu, you’re really something!

Zhuge Ying asked, trembling, "Were the two of you dating when you said and did these things?"

Wei Shixu shook his head. "No."

Zhuge Ying: "..."

That was the crux of the matter! How utterly inappropriate!

No wonder Quan Zhisui preferred to take the punishment in the office rather than explain. She was being merciful by not beating you to death!

The situation was too complicated and difficult. Zhuge Ying suddenly regretted offering to help.

Let someone else deal with this mess!

At that moment, the oblivious Kong Mingze returned with more small cakes, handing one to each of them. "Here! Eat!"

Wei Shixu didn’t take it. Instead, he picked up the bag containing the thick sweater and headed back to the classroom.

Zhuge Ying took the cake and leaned against the railing, holding her forehead in frustration. What a headache.

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At 5:30 PM, the school bell rang.

Quan Zhisui stayed in the classroom, waiting for her senior to finish his meeting and pick her up.

She had already informed Zhao Lin that she wouldn’t be taking the car today. After all, the Zuo family wouldn’t care whether she returned home or not.

Zuo Zichen had sent her a message after school, asking about her plans. Quan Zhisui didn’t respond. It seemed like Zuo Zichen had been looking for her all afternoon, but she couldn’t be bothered to deal with him. However, midway through, he sent her a transfer of 1,000 yuan.

Quan Zhisui accepted it without hesitation!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The classroom quickly emptied as students either went home or headed to the cafeteria. Kong Mingze ran off to play basketball.

While Quan Zhisui was focused on her homework, someone walked over and sat down in the seat in front of her.

It was just like the old days when the two of them shared a desk.

But this time, Quan Zhisui didn’t look up, ignoring him completely.

"I’m sorry," Wei Shixu said, breaking the silence.

Quiet. Stillness.

"You..."

Wei Shixu had barely started his second sentence when Quan Zhisui pulled out a pair of noise-canceling earplugs and continued working on her homework.

She couldn’t hear him, and she didn’t look up, so she couldn’t see the expression on his face.

In fact, she even started humming a cheerful tune.

Wei Shixu gazed at her features—her proud, spirited eyebrows, her delicate high nose bridge, and her lively lips as she hummed.

She was blossoming into a young woman, breathtakingly beautiful.

He glanced down at her fingertips and noticed she had made a mistake on one of the problems. Wei Shixu couldn’t help but smile.

She was utterly adorable.

"I like you, Quan Zhisui," he whispered softly.

But she couldn’t hear him, nor did she want to.

In the hallway outside.

Zhou Chun looked at the empty Classroom 1 and the two people in the corner, her lips twitching in disbelief.

She couldn’t believe it! She had stumbled upon them again!

Nowadays, she was practically a pariah, avoiding her own classmates all the time. She either hid on the rooftop of the opposite building or waited in this corner after school until everyone had left for dinner or gone home. Only then would she dare to leave.

And now, of all things, she ran into these two.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Look at Wei Shixu’s expression. Oh my, this was the first time she’d ever seen him look like this.

Love unrequited, how heartbreaking...

Zhou Chun took out her phone and glanced at the photos she had taken some time ago.

Back then, she had been on the rooftop of the opposite building, memorizing vocabulary. While she was at it, she saw a crowd of people from Classroom 1 on the second floor rushing out in a panic. They didn’t dare stand in their own hallway and instead gathered in the hallway of Classroom 2.

Had there been a fire or something?

From across the basketball court, Zhou Chun couldn’t see clearly, so she zoomed in with her high-resolution phone camera.

In the frame, Quan Zhisui had Wei Shixu pinned against the wall, seemingly beating him up.

Zhou Chun was thrilled. Quan Zhisui had even dared to hit Wei Shixu?

This girl was absolutely incredible!

So Zhou Chun started recording, wanting to capture this iconic moment.

But then! What did she capture?!

Wei Shixu...

Had...

Kissed...

Quan Zhisui!!!

Their first kiss???

Zhou Chun’s phone was top-notch, capable of even capturing the moon. A mere basketball court was no challenge—it captured every detail of their expressions with crystal clarity.

The photos were still saved on her phone. Of course, she didn’t dare spread them around or show them to anyone.

But she couldn’t bring herself to delete them either.

Though the scene had been violent, Wei Shixu’s kiss, filled with resentment, was absolutely stunning!

Bruised and bloodied, he had tilted his head and bitten down—a total knockout!

Like a wild wolf!

No wonder dating him was such a thrilling experience. His lips must be incredibly strong and warm.

Even now, Zhou Chun felt a pang of envy. But a man like him, so out of reach, could probably only be tamed by a remarkable woman like Quan Zhisui.

The rest could only admire him from afar.

At this moment.

Watching Quan Zhisui coldly solving problems in the classroom and Wei Shixu looking utterly dejected, Zhou Chun couldn’t help but wonder: Was she some kind of NPC recording the progress of their relationship?

Why did she always stumble upon their big moments!

Her thoughts flashed by, and Zhou Chun crouched down carefully, silencing her phone. Click, click, click—she snapped three quick shots, capturing everything!

She was like a paparazzi.

She should really become an entertainment reporter someday!