Chapter 9 (B)

They forced me to go on a blind date, and I obeyed. Actually, I'm quite happy to go on a blind date, and every woman sitting across from me is happy to listen to my story.

My name is Conghan. I haven't met my own biological parents and I'm an orphan.

I was adopted by my current parents when I was six years old. They don't love me, they just raise me so that I can rely on my old age in the future. The children in the orphanage were envious that I could have a home again, and I didn't have any advantage, but they just picked me.

I don't have any friends. I was alone in elementary school and junior high school, and I was afraid that others would sympathize with my background, and although I didn't say it, I always felt inferior in my heart, so I would rather let my world be without others. I studied hard, very hard, because the purpose of my study was never for myself, or rather, the purpose of my life was never for myself.

I got into a decent high school. For me, it doesn't make a difference anywhere, it's just a change of environment.

I know a man named Xun An. He doesn't seem to be as passionate about anyone as I am, but he has a whole family. He had an older sister named Annan. He was surrounded by a group of girls into the dormitory, and there was a lot of movement next door, and curious roommates were also attracted to it. I closed the door and lay down on the freshly made bed and read. Distracted by the jumble of tenors coming through the wall, I simply hid under the covers. Before I could close the book, it fell upside down, and I heard the sound of the pages being turned open by the wind, and I guessed that my roommate had returned. I lifted the quilt, and a gentle breeze soaked in sunlight blew my eyes, and a gradually taller figure appeared in time, he got up and locked the door, and I could see his face clearly.

"It's your book, it's falling to the ground."

He was clean, the white shirt he wore was clean, and the broken hair on his forehead was clean. I think he must have learned to dance, and he walked with a light and steady pace, and his white cloth shoes were clean. Later, I saw him dancing with my own eyes, and it was inevitable that I would be amazed again. He put the book on my bed and sat down across from me. He crossed his fingers and propped himself up on his lap and told me he lived next door.

"There are too many people in the dormitory, so I'll take refuge with you."

I hurriedly got up and kicked the quilt into a ball and stuffed it into a corner.

"It's okay, you can sit casually."

"Thank you."

He didn't introduce himself, he didn't ask my name, he just turned his face sideways to the door. The sun also made him unable to open his eyes, his eyelashes trembled a few times before he got used to it, the contours of his face glowed with a golden highlight, and the gentle arc of his mouth. I opened the book and sat facing him without speaking.

The noisy colors outside faded after I had turned the pages three times. He got up to say goodbye to me, and the door was opened and closed.

They were all so strongly attracted to me, and I thought they might have been a belated favor from the heavens. I smoothly became friends with them, strictly speaking, with Annan.

I studied with her every day, ate together, walked and talked with her, and she brought a lot of life to my life. In the eyes of others, I am just a follower of Annan, and even Xun'an thinks so. He was the same as the first time he saw me, even when he sat together, he didn't speak. Annan told me not to care, Xun'an was cold on the outside, and I nodded in understanding. Their siblings have very different personalities, and after getting along with them for a long time, I have forgotten that they are siblings. It was my happiest year, and the time was also cheerful, and soon the end of my first year of high school was announced. Faced with the liberal arts and sciences division, everyone is hesitant. I have already made a plan, I will choose whatever Annan chooses.

"Annan, do you choose essays and theories?"

"I'm right, what about you?"

"I'm just like you."

"Where's Xun'an?" I thought he would be the same as Annan.

"He, he doesn't choose essays or read science, he wants to go to art class."

"Huh? Wouldn't it be a pity that he had such good grades to study art? ”

"As long as he likes it."

Xun'an likes to dance, I envy him for dancing, and I don't have anything. Annan and I were placed in the same science class, and I was relieved. And Xun'an, in addition to the necessary cultural classes, also practice dance every day. Annan and I often sneak out to watch Xun An dance in the evening self-study, he dances so well, I never thought the dance could be so good.