That night, I was in a generally cheerful mood.
Lying in bed, I pulled the blanket over myself, tossing and turning several times but still couldn't fall asleep.
Only one thing kept running through my mind:
Sunday.
I just wished time would pass quickly.
I chuckled softly to myself, hugging the blanket tightly, unable to hide my anticipation.
The next morning.
I woke up quite early.
Because I was used to waking up early, even though I hadn't gone to bed very early the night before, I was still wide awake.
Going downstairs, I saw everyone busy preparing breakfast.
The atmosphere in Yuan Han's house was quite warm.
I glanced around, then turned and went straight up to his room.
Click.
I opened the door.
Yuan Han was still fast asleep.
I walked closer, bent down, and gently shook his shoulder.
"Yuan Han, wake up. It's morning already, you'll be late for school if you don't get up."
Viễn Hàn frowned slightly, then slowly opened his eyes.
He sat up, rubbed his eyes, his voice still sleepy:
"Little cotton ball… why are you up so early…"
I didn't pay much attention to it.
I pulled him off the bed with one hand, pushing him towards the bathroom while saying:
"I'm used to it."
"Go wash your face."
After breakfast.
This time, Viễn Hàn insisted on driving me to school.
At first, I refused.
But he was so persistent, he wouldn't give up.
And it was getting late…
I sighed, reluctantly compromising.
"Whatever you want."
Before leaving, I politely said goodbye to everyone in the house.
Viễn Hàn smiled and urged me into the car.
On the way.
Only then did I have time to notice the scenery around me.
This place was different from the city.
There was no strong smell of car exhaust, no dust.
There was only the scent of grass, the early morning breeze, of nature.
The fresh air made me feel much better.
My mood lightened as a result.
At school.
I and Yuan Han parted ways to our classrooms.
As soon as I sat down, Yuan Han slumped onto his desk.
I didn't pay attention to him.
I just quietly took out my books and started reviewing my knowledge.
The first self-study period.
I was still concentrating on solving problems.
Suddenly,
Someone poked my arm.
I frowned slightly and turned around.
It was Yuan Han.
He looked at me, his voice drawn out:
"Little cotton ball... why are you studying all day?"
"Play with me for a bit."
I glanced at him, my expression unchanged.
Then I turned back to my book.
"If you're so free, then do the homework I assigned."
After saying that, I ignored him.
A moment later.
It suddenly became unusually quiet beside me.
I turned to look, slightly suspicious.
Yuan Han… was actually doing his homework.
I subtly raised my eyebrows, but didn't say anything.
I just continued with my work.
Another moment passed.
Yuan Han suddenly spoke:
"Hey, little cotton ball… do you have any plans for the future?"
I was still looking at my book.
"Yes."
"What?"
He started rambling, talking about class president, vice president, the study committee…
I listened, then calmly replied:
"I'll join Class A."
After saying that, I continued writing.
But a very clear thought arose in my mind.
Only by joining that class… could I meet A Xing.
Yuan Han paused.
"Class A?"
"Is there anything interesting there?"
I stopped writing.
This time I turned to look at him.
His gaze was a little deeper than usual. "I just…"
"I just want to take back what rightfully belongs to me."
I said very softly.
But my tone didn't sound like I was joking at all.
I turned back to look down at the page.
As if it were just an ordinary statement.
But in my heart,
A name slowly emerged.
Xu Min Yao.
My lips curved slightly.
Just wait.
What belongs to me… I will take back little by little.