My Youth Began With Him

"Best friend? He's clearly a boy'¦"

"You saw wrongly, Auntie, that was a girl. She just has a boyish character'¦ she likes to wear boys' clothes'¦"

"Oh, I see'¦"

After making things up with the neighbors, Huo Mian ran home, covering her face.

When she got back, her mother and Zhixin were watching TV. It was an eight o'clock drama.

The story was about a man who had caused his wife's death with his mistress. His wife had come back from the dead to take revenge on him and the mistress.

To be honest, in that era, when there were so many period dramas, the viewership ratings of such a unique drama were really explosive.

Both her mother and Zhixin were enjoying the show, so they didn't care if Huo Mian came home late or where she went.

Huo Mian washed her face, changed into her pajamas, and quickly got into bed.

Then, she sent Qin Chu a text message'¦

Right. Back then, only text messages were popular.

"What did you mean just now?"

After sending it, Huo Mian regretted asking.

She wanted to withdraw it, but there was no such function.

She could only cover herself with the blanket in exasperation.

She thought that Qin Chu was still on the road and driving, so he wouldn't be able to see it or reply in time.

To her surprise, Qin Chu replied quickly.

Qin Chu: "Nothing."

Huo Mian: "What do you mean nothing when you just hugged me?"

Qin Chu: "I hug Gao Ran often too, is there a problem?"

Huo Mian: "D*mn, Gao Ran is your buddy, am I?"

Qin Chu: "Aren't you?"

Huo Mian: "Qin Chu, d*mn, if you dare to take advantage of me in the name of your buddy again, I'll chop off your dog paws."

Qin Chu was in a good mood as he drove.

In order not to disrupt him from texting her, Qin Chu slowly parked his car by the roadside.

Then he focused on texting her.

Qin Chu: "Does that mean I can continue to take advantage of you after you become my girlfriend?"

Huo Mian: "You'¦ what kind of logic is that?"

Qin Chu: "Then it's settled."

Huo Mian: "Wait, what do you mean it's settled?"

Qin Chu didn't reply.

Huo Mian felt like she had fallen into a trap.

In the blink of an eye, the weekend passed. On Monday, it was the monthly exam again.

The students were all frowning. Some of them had good results and were very confident.

"Mian'¦ I wish we were in the same exam room so that I could copy yours," Zhu Lingling said quietly.

"Alright, you're a special admission student. It's fine as long as you pass. Don't be too hard on yourself."

"D*mn'¦ Are you mocking me? What's wrong with being a special admission student? Does being a special admission student mean I don't care about my face?"

During class, everyone was laughing and joking.

A boy from Class Two walked in.

He was chubby and a little cute. He was not very tall and looked round in his tight uniform.

"Are you Huo Mian?"

As soon as he walked in, he ran to the last row and stood beside Huo Mian.

"Um, yes." Huo Mian froze.

"Hello, Huo Mian, I want to date you."

This little fatty made the most abrupt confession in history'¦

The entire class was in an uproar'¦

"Um'¦ who are you?" Huo Mian was confused.

"I am from Class Two. My name is Wu Zheng."

"What did you say just now? Say it again?" Huo Mian asked.

"I said, my name is Wu Zheng."

"No, the previous sentence."

"I want to date you."

"No, the sentence before that," Huo Mian corrected.

The little fatty thought hard for a moment and then suddenly realized something. "Oh, I remember now. I asked just now, are you, Huo Mian?"

"I'm not." Huo Mian immediately shook her head in denial.

Little fatty: '¦