Ch.29
âWh-what?! Youâre asking me to hug you tightly?â Song Yu Mengâs eyes were all wide, she was doubting her own ears.
âYeah, if you donât hold on tight, what if you fall off when I speed up?â Yi Ran said rationally.
Song Yu Mengâs face turned red and she folded her arms, looking away. âIâm not hugging you. So be it if I fall off.â
âCome on, what if you blame me for your fall?â
âI wonât blame you!â Song Yu Meng pushed Yi Ranâs shoulder. âStop talking, hurry up and drive!â
Yi Ran sullenly âohâ-ed, then intentionally gave the throttle on the right handbar a big twist. The scooter immediately shot forward.
Caught off guard, Song Yu Meng yelped in surprise. âCrazy Yi, whatâs wrong with you? Why are you driving so fastââ?!â
The wind was whipping by her noisily, but Yi Ran heard her clearly. However, she intentionally acted as if she couldnât hear.
âWhat? You want me to drive faster? Okay!â She twisted the throttle all the way and the scooter was chugging along at 60km/h.
âYouâre mad!!!â Song Yu Meng didnât have anything to hold on to, and she was especially afraight. But she still put on a brave front, not wanting to hug Yi Ran.
Yi Ran wasnât panicking at all, she smiled calmly. She didnât believe that Song Yu Meng would still be able to act so bravely in a bit.
On the way from school back home, thereâs a slope with an incline of around 30 degrees, almost a hundred metres long.
Song Yu Mengâs heart was about to jump out of her chest when she saw this downhill slope. She pounded on Yi Ranâs shoulder while shouting: âHurry up and slow down!!!â
Yi Ran acted as if she didnât hear it and kept going down the incline. The wind rushed past their faces, blowing onto their face until it hurt.
âAhââ Crazy Yi, youâre doing this on purpose!!!â Song Yu Meng choked back a sob and her body was pressed against Yi Ranâs back, partially due to gravity.
The road on the slope wasnât perfectly smooth, and the scooter shuddered as it went dashing forward. Song Yu Meng was too scared, she couldnât care about her reputation anymore. Her arms were firmly latched around Yi Ranâs waist, and her head was buried in the middle of Yi Ranâs back to avoid the wind. A few tears even escaped her eyes and fell onto Yi Ranâs shirt.
Yi Ran finally smiled widely and reduced the speed. At around 50 metres, the scooter started to slow down and the wind wasnât as harsh anymore on the face.
After the fear in Song Yu Mengâs heart subsided, she slowly raised her head from Yi Ranâs back and saw the smile on the other girlâs face.
Angrily, Song Yu Meng thumped her fist on Yi Ranâs shoulder and whined: âYou did it on purpose!!!â
Yi Ran smiled, her two eyes turning into crescents. âYou only just figured it out, dummy!â
Song Yu Meng turned her head to one side, complaining about Yi Ran in her heart. Despite all that, her arms never loosened around Yi Ranâs waist. The two of them were very close, and Yi Ranâs scent kept wafting into Song Yu Mengâs nose with the breeze.
Just now when the scooter was going fast, her heart was racing. Now that the scooter was slower, her heart was still racing, and it even had an odd squeezing sensation.
After the slope, Yi Ran followed Song Yu Mengâs directions into the neighbourhood and stopped outside a villaâs gate.
âYou stay here?â Yi Ranâs shock was apparent.
âYeah, canât I stay here?â
âNo, you got me wrong. I just didnât think that you stayed here too.â
Now it was Song Yu Mengâs turn to be shocked. âWhat too? You canât possibly live here as well?â
Yi Ran nodded and pointed to the white, three-storey villa next door. âCoincidentally, Iâm just right next to you.â
âHuh?â Song Yu Mengâs jaw dropped. Her enemy had just become her neighbour??? She asked: âThen why have I never seen you before?â
âIâve never seen you before either, whatâs there to be surprised about?â Yi Ran held her hands up. âWhatever, all thatâs not important. I sent you home today, shouldnât you thank me?â
Song Yu Meng only remembered when she was prompted.
âThankâ¦â¦â Before she could finish the sentence, she immediately stopped. âNo! Iâm not going to thank you, otherwise youâll say stuff like I need to be sincere. Then youâll ask all sorts of weird stuff from me, Iâm not falling for that!â
Yi Ran wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. âEven Xu Yuan said thanks to me, shouldnât you do the same?â
Song Yu Meng didnât take the bait. âHmph, then you go claim a favour from Xu Yuan!â
âAlright alright, you win. Hurry up and go in.â Yi Ran really couldnât do anything to her.
Song Yu Meng took three steps then looked back and saw Yi Ran was still standing there looking at her. Her face flushed and she jogged back home, stealing one last glance at Yi Ran before she closed the door.
Mrs Song saw her daughter with a flushed face and asked: âXiao-Yu, whatâs with your face? Why is it so red?â
âHuh?â Song Yu Meng looked in the mirror and touched her face. It was indeed hot and red.
She didnât know why her face was red either, could it have been the wind blowing?
On the other hand, Yi Ran returned home to find Song Yu Meng sent her a few messages.
ãScaredy Cat: Thank you.ã
ãScaredy Cat: Youâre not allowed to say I must be sincere!ã
ãScaredy Cat: (Knife emoji, knife emoji, knife emoji) ã
Yi Ran chuckled and deleted the words she had typed âYou must be sincere when thanking someoneâ, and sent âChildishâ over instead.
She lay on her bed looking at the ceiling and laughed.
âChildish brat.â
â¦â¦
When she was sitting in the last row, Song Yu Meng always wanted to sneak glances at Liu Luo Yang. Now that Liu Luo Yang was sitting by her side, she was looking at him even more openly than before. She propped her head up on one hand and stared at him, not listening to anything the teacher said.
Liu Luo Yang knew Song Yu Meng was looking at him. Nobody would be able to miss that heated gaze, but he just pretended like he didnât know.
âIdiot.â Yi Ran rolled her eyes and softly complained, with a look of displeasure. She was sitting right behind Song Yu Meng, she couldnât not see Song Yu Meng fangirling.
But her chest felt tight and she couldnât pay attention to the maths lesson at all.
âSong Yu Meng, which question are we talking about?â Tang Xiang Ping suddenly asked, she had been looking at Song Yu Meng for a long while.
âUmmâ¦â¦â Song Yu Meng didnât know obviously, and she stood up, umm-ing and ahh-ing for a while.
Usually, Yi Ran would secretly tell her which question it was but even she didnât know today. But even if she did know, she wouldnât tell Song Yu Meng. It was her own fault for fangirling and not listening to the lesson.
âYou donât even know this. Clearly, youâre not paying attention. Stand at the back.â
Song Yu Meng took her book and walked sulkily to the back of the class. Liu Luo Yangâs lips curved upwards slightly. She was finally gone, nobody would disturb him now.
The unexpected part was, Tang Xiang Ping didnât carry on with the lesson. She pointed at Yi Ran and said: âYi Ran, tell Song Yu Meng which question weâre at.â
Yi Ran: ââ¦â¦â
She just knew being chosen by Tang Xiang Ping wouldnât be a good thing.
âSeventeen.â Xu Yuan reminded her softly.
But Yi Ran heard it as âsevenâ[1]Â and she confidently answered: âItâs question seven.â
The whole class burst out laughing and Tang Xiang Ping smiled: âYou stand at the back too.â
Thus, Yi Ran took her book and walked behind petulantly too.
âWhat were you doing, you werenât listening either?â Song Yu Meng covered her face with her book and said softly.
Yi Ran hid her face too and said in a depressed tone: âI was doing whatever you were doing.â
âYou were watching Liu Luo Yang gege too?â Song Yu Meng immediately went on alert. âYouâre not allowed to look at him!â
Yi Ran looked at her like she was an idiot and replied helplessly: âIâd only look at Liu Luo Yang if I was crazy. I clearly was looking at you, okay?â
Immediately, Song Yu Mengâs face turned red like peach blossoms in spring[2]Â and she panicked. âYou, youâre crazy, what are you looking at me for?â
âLooking at how you fangirl in class, canât I?â
Song Yu Meng pouted and her whole face was red. Letting her enemy see such a side to her, she was so embarrassed she wanted to find a hole and burrow into it.
During the next class, Song Yu Meng was just about to sneak a glance at Liu Luo Yang when she suddenly thought of her enemy sitting behind her. She canât let Yi Ran see her fangirling again!
But Song Yu Meng also wanted to know, if she continued to look at Liu Luo Yang, would Yi Ran still look at her?
At the thought of being stared at by Crazy Yi, her face flushed in shyness again.
Not even five minutes into class, Yi Ran saw that Song Yu Meng was staring at Liu Luo Yang again. She was quite despondent. Hadnât she just spoken to her about it in the previous lesson? Why didnât this person know how to control herself?
She didnât know the meaning of shame at all, idiot!
Just as she was scolding Song Yu Meng mentally, Song Yu Meng suddenly turned around and Yi Ran couldnât react in time to turn her head away and pretend she was looking outside the window.
Her heart was pounding in her chest, but her face remained still and composed. Only the blush couldnât be hidden.
Song Yu Meng smiled and turned back towards the front, happily thinking: Turns out Crazy Yi really will look at me! She smiled foolishly.
Song Yu Meng was in a good mood, but Yi Ran was a bit embarrassed and annoyed, thinking: Why did she turn around all of a sudden, did something go wrong in her brain?
Hence, she took out a post-it note and wrote âdummyâ on it before pasting it on Song Yu Mengâs back.
Xu Yuan saw it, but she just lowered her head and smiled.
Song Yu Meng didnât know she had something stuck to her back, and she was still swaggering along the hallway after class. Students who saw the note on her back were all sniggering at her.
Song Yu Meng was utterly lost, thinking they were all crazy.
She only knew she had something stuck to her back after Su Xiao Xiao told her about it. Who else would pull such a useless prank, it had to be Yi Ran.
âLame! Childish brat!â Song Yu Meng scrunched the post-it into a ball and threw it at Yi Ran.
Yi Ran smiled happily, though. She had managed to anger Song Yu Meng again, and it didnât feel like an ordinary success today; all her negative emotions were gone.
â¦â¦
The last lesson for the afternoon was physics and they were starting a new chapter. Old man Zhang asked them to take out the second textbook.
âWhoever doesnât have the book, stand outside. If youâre not even bringing your books, why should you listen to the lesson!â The old man was so irritable today.
Everybody in the class was most afraid of him, who wouldnât dare to bring the textbook.
However, there really was one. Song Yu Meng.
She had already thrown her second physics textbook somewhere at home and it was gathering dust, how could she magically pull it out now. She had already resigned herself to getting kicked out of class when suddenly, a book flew over and landed in the middle of her table.
Immediately after that, she saw Yi Ran walk out of class.
[1] Now this is another play on pronunciation. Xu Yuan said âåä¸é¢â which is pronounced shà qÄ« tà and it means âseventeenth questionâ, but Yi Ran heard it as âæ¯ä¸é¢â or shì qÄ« tÃ, which means âitâs the seventh questionâ. Different sounds on the first word, although the pinyin and pronunciation are the same on paper. No way to translate it perfectly into English, but yeah. Jump back up.
[2] 忥æ¥éçæ¡è± â Peach blossoms, not sakura/cherry blossoms. Peach blossoms are pink while sakura/cherry blossoms are typically white!