Ch.25
On Monday, Xu Yuan wore a white t-shirt that was cropped to expose her stomach, and it was thin enough that the male student sitting behind her could see the outline of her bra.
The whole morning self-study period, the student didnât study. He was just staring at Xu Yuan, his eyes glued to her body. He smiled lustfully to himself.
Right as he was staring at her, Liu Luo Yang turned around, an icy look on his handsome face, warning flashing in his eyes.
The male student immediately lowered his head, resenting Liu Luo Yang in his heart. Wasnât he just secretly peeking at Xu Yuan also? Pot calling the kettle black.
Liu Luo Yang indeed did peek at Xu Yuan quite a few times, and Xu Yuan also felt a lot of eyes on her. But she didnât mind, she enjoyed the attention and she liked guys chasing after her.
The classroom was filled with the sound of students reading their textbooks aloud, but Liu Luo Yang couldnât focus on studying at all. The schoolâs most beautiful girl was beside him, and her clothes were so revealing. Her white skin, her slender waist, his thoughts were a mess.
He was also incredibly jealous. He didnât want Xu Yuan to be looked at like this by other guys, he only wanted her to dress like this for him.
â After class â
Xu Yuan sat on the inside with the wall by her side, so whenever she wanted to get out of her seat, she needed Liu Luo Yang to get up and let her out. This time, he refused to let her out, taking off his black sweater and pulling it over her head.
They were sitting in the first row, and plenty of people in class were watching. Xu Yuan asked in a panic: âWhat are you doing?â
âWear it.â Liu Luo Yang said coldly, and tugged his sweater down, covering her body up.
âWoahâââ The students started teasing them and the both of them blushed.
Cheh! Scheming bitch! Didnât you wear such revealing clothes specially to get Liu Luo Yang gege to give you his sweater? So devious! Song Yu Meng was busy cursing Xu Yuan out at the back of the class and staring at her with hate-filled eyes.
Yi Ran didnât pay too much attention to Xu Yuanâs clothes. It was her own personal freedom after all. But she was curious why Song Yu Meng didnât say anything, Liu Luo Yang had even given Xu Yuan his sweater.
Of course, the still seething Song Yu Meng didnât know what Yi Ran was thinking about at all.
Wasnât it just dressing provocatively? As if she was the only one who could do it!
The next day, Song Yu Meng showed up to class dressed in an extremely sexy outfit, a skin-tight black spaghetti strap dress. Her white skin, round shoulders and arms were all exposed, while the bottom half was even more outrageous. The hem of the dress barely reached the top of her thighs, revealing her long slender legs paired with a pair of black Dr Martens boots.
What was even more outrageous was that she had put on makeup today. Her seductive outfit paired with the bold makeup, Song Yu Meng looked completely different from how she looked yesterday, completely unlike a high schooler.
Students had to arrive before 7.20AM, and Song Yu Meng specially chose to arrive at 7.18AM, when the students were pretty much all seated and waiting.
She chose to come in from the front door and the moment she stepped in, all the students in the class immediately focused on her. Everybodyâs jaw dropped and the eyeballs of some of the male students almost popped out of their sockets.
Yi Ranâs gaze was fixated on Song Yu Meng, her mouth half-open as she held a bottle of water in her left hand.
This was Song Yu Meng??? Yi Ran rubbed her eyes with her right hand and realised it really was Song Yu Meng!
Was this that same silly scaredy-cat she knew? More importantly, what the hell was she wearing? Yi Ranâs expression slowly turned unhappy.
Song Yu Meng walked confidently past the platform, feeling insanely proud that so many people were attracted to her.
Despite the classroom being so packed, she noticed Yi Ranâs reaction first before she saw Liu Luo Yangâs.
She was satisfied by Yi Ranâs reaction too. That dazed expression that looked as if her soul had been sucked out, clearly she had been mesmerised by Song Yu Meng.
Thinking about it, Song Yu Meng felt secretly happy inside. She purposely walked slowly past Liu Luo Yang.
âYouâre very pretty today.â Liu Luo Yang smiled slightly and complimented her.
Once she heard it, Song Yu Mengâs confidence went through the roof. She raised her head and looked at Xu Yuan out of the corner of her eye, smirked mockingly and strutted away.
Xu Yuan was definitely unhappy, but she didnât let it show on her face. Yi Ran was equally as unhappy. While others were revising during the morning self-study period, Yi Ran was sitting there scolding Song Yu Meng in her head.
She just couldnât understand it. Did Song Yu Mengâs brain malfunction this morning or what? Fine, she could understand why she wrote that miniskirt that time, it was for a day out. But this time, why did she wear such a skin-tight dress and apply makeup? This was a school, how was it appropriate?
The students sitting in front of Yi Ran were both boys, and they kept debating on whether Xu Yuan or Song Yu Meng was hotter and sexier based on their clothes yesterday and today respectively.
Yi Ran rolled her eyes at them, does it even need to be said? Itâs not that sheâs biased, but Song Yu Meng completely won, okay? She didnât even take a second glance at Xu Yuan yesterday, but the moment Song Yu Meng came in today, she was entirely captivated by her.
Yi Ran turned her head and looked out the window. The more she looked, the more unsettled she felt, she had better not look anymore.
After class ended, a big bunch of Song Yu Mengâs plastic friends came over to flatter her and tell her how pretty and sexy she was, how much better she was than Xu Yuan. Song Yu Meng was enjoying all the praise, until she saw Yi Ran turning her head away and not looking at her at all. Her smile disappeared in an instant.
Why wasnât Crazy Yi looking at her? Wasnât she looking so seriously just now? What happened? Song Yu Meng dismissed her plastic friends and stomped over to Yi Ran.
âHey, Crazy Yi, do I look good? Donât I look much better than that Xu Yuan?â Song Yu Meng rested her butt on the edge of the table and posed in front of Yi Ran.
Yi Ranâs face flushed red and she stood up, half embarrassed and half enraged: âGood looking my ass. Canât you wear something more appropriate? What kind of nonsense are you wearing? Are you here to attend school or participate in a pageant?â
Song Yu Meng was also embarrassed and ashamed by Yi Ranâs words. She originally thought Yi Ran would say she looked incredible, who knew she would get scolded? Did Yi Ran eat the wrong medicine today?
âWhatever this lady likes to wear, sheâll wear. Itâs my freedom to wear what I want. Who are you to care?â
Yi Ran didnât reply, pulling Song Yu Meng out of the classroom with an angry expression. Song Yu Meng didnât try to pull her hand away either.
Bringing her to an empty classroom, Yi Ran let go of her hand then removed her sweater and handed it to her, ordering: âWear it.â
âI donât want to.â Song Yu Meng folded her arms and pouted, turning her head away.
âFine. If youâre not going to wear it, Iâm going to tell the dean and say your outfit and appearance is inappropriate and against the school rules. And Iâll collect the maths homework starting from your row for a month without missing a single day.â
Song Yu Meng was shocked: âCrazy Yi, are you mad? Is this even worth you being so serious over?â
Yi Ran kept a straight face: âItâs worth it. Wear it.â
âNobody would pair a bodycon[1]Â dress with a sweater, itâs so ugly.â Song Yu Meng didnât know whether to laugh or cry, but Yi Ran couldnât care less whether it matched or not, she pulled the sweater over her head.
Song Yu Mengâs clothes were originally very revealing, and Yi Ranâs sweater was on the baggy side, so it hung on her body and her bare legs made it seem as if she wasnât wearing anything on the bottom.
Yi Ran looked her up and down, and when her eyes landed on that pair of pale, slender legs, Song Yu Mengâs face suddenly flushed, with a look of embarrassment.
Her heart rate was a little fast.
After a moment, Yi Ran said: âDuring the next exercise break[2], donât go. Iâll bring you to the dorms, borrow a pair of pants from Su Xiao Xiao and change into it.â
With a blushing face, Song Yu Meng âohâ-ed. Yi Ran still wasnât satisfied and continued: âYou even applied blush. Go and wipe your makeup off now. Youâre not allowed to wear makeup to school, do you know that? If you get found out, youâll be in trouble.â
Yi Ran held onto Song Yu Mengâs wrist and pulled her towards the washroom. On the way, plenty of students looked at them weirdly. They were clearly surprised about Song Yu Mengâs odd way of dressing, but they were also curious about the two of them having skin contact. Werenât they always quarrelling? Could it be that they were going to fight?
Song Yu Meng didnât really care about what bystanders thought. She didnât see anything wrong with being pulled along by Yi Ran, she even felt that this sort of serious Crazy Yi was a bit silly.
Besides, she didnât even put on any blush today.
Song Yu Meng bent over to wash her face at the basin outside the washroom, and even though she was wearing the sweater, it was still short. Plenty of people were peeping at her, male and female alike.
Yi Ran frowned, then silently stood behind Song Yu Meng to block her from their view.
The second class was the exercise break, and while everybody went down to do the exercise drills, Yi Ran and Song Yu Meng headed to the dorms.
In the dorm, Song Yu Meng chose a pair of loose jeans and wore it on, asking shyly: âIs this okay?â
Yi Ran took a few glances and slowly smiled: âYeah, the sweater matches jeans, it looks good.â
Oddly, Yi Ranâs praise made Song Yu Meng feel bubbly with joy and her lips started inching upwards.
Yi Ran teased: âSong Yu Meng, what are you smiling at?â
âWhat do you mean?â Song Yu Meng arrogantly said, trying to stop her lips from curling up.
âArenât you?â
âNope.â
Yi Ran smiled for a few seconds, but didnât expose her.
The loudspeaker from the exercise field was loud enough that they could hear it in the dorms too, and Yi Ran smirked before pulling Song Yu Meng out of the room.
âIâll bring you to a place.â
âWhere?â
âNot telling you.
Smiling mysteriously, Yi Ran held onto Song Yu Mengâs wrist and started to run. Out of the dusky dorm corridor, past the crowded and noisy exercise field, into the empty school building, all the way till she opened the wooden door on the fifth floor to reach the roof.
The roof was only 1.5 metres wide, with two railings and the two of them rested their arms on the railing. The wind ruffled their hair as they looked at the people exercising below, listening to the voice from the loudspeaker.
âLook, thatâs how you normally exercise, super silly.â Yi Ran pointed at a student who was exercising funnily.
Song Yu Meng retorted: âCheh, donât you also look funny when youâre exercising? You still have the cheek to talk about me.â
âYou clearly have never noticed me, Iâm always at the back slacking off, okay?â
âArenât you good![3]â
At this moment, the principal standing on the field looked up at the rooftop.
âOh crap, squat down!â Yi Ran quickly pulled on Song Yu Mengâs shoulders and squatted out of sight.
Squatting down, the two of them were incredibly close. They could even feel the warm rush of air whenever either of them exhaled. They looked at each other, faces flushed.
Sunny skies, autumn wind, rooftop, looking at each other, two people with red faces.
[1] å带å èè£ â I was racking my brain trying to remember what the heck this dress was called, when I finally realised at this point that itâs called a bodycon dress LOL. Jump back up.
[2] å¤§è¯¾é´ â Not 100% sure how to explain this, itâs like a break where everybody goes to exercise at the same time. Jump back up.
[3] 好åä½ â Literally means, youâre good. Itâs usually said in like, amazement and derision. If you tell your Asian mother that you failed an exam, she might just say this