CH 73

At the time in high school, Ruan An’an spoke very little in front of unfamiliar people. She was silent and that trait paired well with her pure and beautiful appearance. Both genders thought of her as warm and pretty, whereas her soft and tender personality made her climb the ranks as the Class Flower, Year Flower and the School Flower.

(T/N: ‘Flower’ is used to describe ‘the prettiest’ in a certain setting. For example, the nickname Class Flower was usually given to the person who was most beautiful in class. Same concept applies for the different settings)

Actually, that was not the case.

This candy-like shell was not only sweet, but she was also many other things.

Ruan An’an’s treatment towards acquaintances and her demeanour towards strangers were extremely different. Her vividness in front of her associated acquaintances was completely absent in front of strangers. When someone confessed their love to her, she just curled his lips and gave a smile. Looking back, the love letters will probably not even be opened.

The well-behaved and beautiful first love of the school was secretly chaotic from within.

When he met her at University C this time, everything seemed to almost be the same as he thought. But as time passed, the longer she got along with him, the more he felt that her nature was being exposed bit by bit.

Her ‘vocabulary deficiency’, inviting him to have some fish when he had the time, ‘smelling nicer when she’s dead and cremated’ — all these words had popped out from her mouth.

He didn’t know what sort of group she joined either, but it was talking about the curveness of his butt.

For another example, now, she was even educating him, “Student Gu, you have to have a sense of collective honor.”

If her words were heard by the group of people in his high school before, they would probably laugh till their jaws were dislocated.

When Gu Jue was a teenager, his personality hadn’t been fully formed. In other words, he was still new to many things. Learning was much too simple for him, which made him ponder on different ways to be ‘demonic’ to live up to the expectations of him as the School Devil.

Although reminiscing about his days of being the school tyrant made him feel slightly childish towards his actions, he thought that no matter if it was a competition or a game, as a Devil who loved to fight solo, Ruan An’an was really something he never actually had the chance to have up till now.

Gu Jue chuckled lightly, “Talking to me about the sense of collective honor…”

Ruan An’an froze without smiling, as if she couldn’t understand his reaction, “What’s the matter, do you think I’m wrong?”

“Student Ruan An’an.”

Gu Jue abruptly addressed her the way she addressed him.

Ruan An’an was taken aback.

Gu Jue stretched his long legs. His posture was very comfortable and lazy at the same time, the nasal tone of his voice evident, a testament to him not being fully awake. “It is now eight o’ clock. I might have never mentioned this before, but I have a severe case of morning tempers.”

“…”

“It’s a miracle for me to be able to get up at this point to participate in the sports meet…” Gu Jue stretched out his hands and counted, “I even signed up for- let me think about it for a bit…  three events, I think?”

“…”

“So don’t try to educate me on the sense of collective honor. Why did I sign up? What is the reason that I came to this sports meet at eight o’clock in the morning…” Gu Jue leaned his upper body slightly and slowly approached her with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, “Have you not realised?”