small whirlpool

Chapter 29 Okay, I’ll wait for you

After expressing their feelings to each other, they seemed to be able to see each other on the phone. The air was filled with a faint sweetness and shyness, making the originally quiet space extremely ambiguous.

Xu Xiangchen's face flushed unprecedentedly, and his eyes sparkled with incredible joy, as if a child had obtained a toy he had longed for.

Overwhelmed by the sudden happiness, he blurted out with a silly smile on his face, "Can I...can I take back what I said?"

Chen Muyu heard Xu Xiangchen's silly smile on the other end of the phone, and belatedly became shy, "I mean, I seem to like it."

Xu Xiangchen acted like a rogue, "I don't care, you just like me."

"but--"

Chen Muyu's sudden turn of events made Xu Xiangchen nervous, "You're not going to regret it, are you?"

"But I want to say... now is definitely not the time to fall in love." Her voice was extremely clear, and every word seemed to be knocking on Xu Xiangchen's heart.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." For Xu Xiangchen, this was the best outcome. He was not as strong as he thought and was not able to protect Chen Muyu. The environment around him was not as relaxed as he thought, and as a girl, Chen Muyu would be more likely to be criticized.

It's really a blessing to have someone who understands you. "Are you in school now?"

"Ah."

"I haven't filled out the registration form for the physics competition yet. Can you fill one out for me?"

"Okay." The two of them didn't know what to say. Xu Xiangchen's tone became serious, "Mu Yu, the school has two places for admission to Hua University. They will be selected from the top ten in this national physics competition. Can we go together?"

This was the first time Chen Muyu saw Xu Xiangchen taking his studies so seriously. "You can't just talk and not do."

"Well, Muyu, does your face still hurt?"

Peng Huihe gently knocked on Chen Muyu's bedroom door, "Muyu, are you awake?" His voice revealed concern and tenderness.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. That's it for now. See you tomorrow." Chen Muyu hung up the phone and ran to open the door. Peng Huihe walked in with an ice pack.

"The doctor said you need cold compresses."

Chen Muyu took the ice pack and said, "Thank you."

"I'm going to play the cello in a while, do you want to join me?" Peng Huihe invited.

Speaking of playing the violin, Chen Muyu was really interested. "Okay, now?"

"Well, come with me to the piano room."

In the piano room, Chen Muyu sat on the sofa, feeling the coolness of the ice pack on her face while listening attentively to Peng Huihe's performance.

Chen Muyu made no secret of her appreciation and yearning for music, as if she was brought into a dreamlike world by the melodious "Fantasy".

When Peng Huihe finished playing, she put down the cello, turned to Chen Muyu with a smile, and asked, "Muyu, do you know how to play any of the instruments here?"

Chen Muyu looked at the piano and the violin on the instrument stand. "I am an amateur. I have only learned a little piano and violin by myself."

Peng Huihe invited her expectantly, "Play the piano for a while." Chen Muyu gently put the ice pack aside, opened her red lips, and said softly, "I'll try."

She stood up, walked to the piano in the corner of the piano room, sat down gently, adjusted her sitting posture, then lightly touched the keys with both hands and began to play "To Alice".

Her fingers jumped on the piano keys like an elegant dancer, dancing freely on the stage of music. As the music flowed, Chen Muyu seemed to be immersed in her own world.

When the song ended, Chen Muyu gently raised her head and looked at Peng Huihe. They smiled at each other, their eyes full of admiration and recognition.

"Have you ever considered taking the exam?"

"Ah?" Chen Muyu was frightened by Peng Huihe's soul-searching question, "I'd better forget about the exam."

“You really can try.”

At Huasheng Middle School, Xu Xiangchen was called to Li Yan's office.

Teacher Li Yan was sitting at his desk. He was really disappointed with Xu Xiangchen in some aspects. Xu Xiangchen was standing at his desk. After what happened in the morning, he suddenly became much calmer, even though the air pressure around him was still cold.

"Xu Xiangchen," Li Yan started, his voice low and powerful, "I know your feelings for Chen Muyu. Young people will always have those heart-beating moments." He paused, observing Xu Xiangchen's reaction.

Xu Xiangchen didn't say anything. "But," Li Yan changed the subject. "You know the school rules. It's not just about academic performance. Think about it. You skipped classes and got into fights in the past two years. If it weren't for the Xu family donating the building, would you still be able to stay?"

"If you really like Chen Muyu, then you should work hard with her and make progress together, right? It's only one year, wait until college, you can pursue her however you want."

"Old Li, I understand." Xu Xiangchen nodded.

"Okay, that's good to know. If you two do well in the physics competition this time, it won't take half a year." Li Yan saw that he had grown sensible, "Don't let her be troubled or hurt by your behavior."

On this warm evening, the sound of the piano has gradually faded away, replaced by the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.

Peng Huihe was busy preparing a home-cooked dinner with a satisfied smile on her face. Chen Muyu stood by, sometimes helping to pass a plate, sometimes curiously watching Peng Huihe's skillful techniques, her face full of curiosity about the unknown and longing for home.

"Unlocked." Chen Dengtai came back from get off work. He took off his coat, hung it on the hanger, and put the suitcase in front of Chen Muyu's room. Then he walked into the kitchen and looked at the busy "mother and daughter". A warm feeling surged in his heart.

He walked over, gently hugged Peng Huihe, then touched Chen Muyu's hair and said, "You are so diligent. Is Muyu's injury better?"

"much better."

Chen Dengtai saw that her redness and swelling were indeed disappearing, "That's good, come, let me help you."

In the villa, Wang Ruilan sat alone on the sofa in the corner, holding a photo of her son Chen Muyan tightly in her hand.

In the photo, he had a bright smile, and his bright eyes seemed to be able to penetrate time and give her endless comfort. However, at this moment, her tears rolled down like beads that had broken off the string, and she cried until she couldn't make a sound.

"Ayan, they all don't want me anymore, I really miss you." Wang Ruilan's voice was filled with endless resentment and sadness.

At this moment, Wang Ruilan had long forgotten what a strong and independent woman she once was, but since her son Chen Muyan left, her world completely collapsed. She thought that everyone had betrayed and abandoned her.

But in fact, it was Wang Ruilan herself who rejected those who wanted to get close to her and care about her. She trapped herself in an inescapable cage, allowing sadness and loneliness to erode her soul.