CH extra 5

When Song Yan first learned Mandarin, his parents took him to Yancheng for a visit.

At that time, he was still called "Young Master Song", and he already had the bad habit of being arrogant and proud. When his father's good friend, Wen Xingyi, showed him a photo of his granddaughter, Song Yan just glanced at it lightly and directly refused.

Mother Song asked him, "Yanzi, don't you want to make friends with Wen Xiaomei?"

He shook his head. During his time in Yancheng, he had a cold attitude towards everyone because of his parents' power, and no one would reprimand him for his impoliteness.

His Mandarin was not good enough, and since he didn't want to expose his accent, he spoke less.

He thought that there would be no further interaction afterward, but unexpectedly, after his father went bankrupt, he accepted Wen Xingyi's support and returned to Yancheng.

By this time, Song Yan had already learned Mandarin well, but his character was still terrible.

He didn't have the habit of making friends proactively, while Bai Sen happened to have the opposite personality.

The young masters from prestigious families had different personalities. There were those like Song Yan, aloof and used to keeping others at a distance, and there were those like Bai Sen, arrogant and easy to approach.

Bai Sen mainly noticed this transfer student named Song Yan because, from all perspectives, he posed a threat to Bai Sen's position as the leader. So Bai Sen paid extra attention to the transfer student.

Later, Bai Sen came up with a brilliant plan. Instead of being adversaries, he decided to make Song Yan his little brother. This way, the little brother wouldn't threaten the big brother's position anymore.

Bai Sen's plan was well-calculated, but he couldn't suppress Song Yan's aura. The two didn't become big brother and little brother; they became friends instead.

As their relationship improved, Bai Sen couldn't hide the fact that he had a fiancée from Song Yan.

Some people have the ability to leave a deep impression in just one meeting, Wen Li was one of them.

She was his former fiancée.

His former fiancée who now had a new fiancé, Bai Sen, his friend.

At that time, Song Yan didn't have any special feelings towards Wen Li. He even ironically recalled their brief encounter and how unfamiliar they were to each other now, as well as their completely different life paths. He also remembered his past arrogance, relying on his parents' protection, and how he had nothing now without them.

This contrast made Song Yan feel complicated. His aloofness made the proud Wen Li feel offended, and their relationship remained lukewarm.

The turning point in their relationship happened after school one day when she thought she was "come to his rescue".

She thought she defended him and vented his anger, but what she really did was meddle in his fight.

The state of their relationship, whether it was good or bad, became uncertain, and Song Yan began to feel unsure.

The more he couldn't figure it out, the more curious and attentive he became, inevitably drawn to her.

During her teenage years, Wen Li didn't have many worries. If you had to say she had one, it would be her dream.

Even Bai Sen used to mock her dream, saying she was a vain and pretentious girl, and being a star was nothing but a dream.

She would always argue back, then they would bicker endlessly.

Wen Li was used to being strong and assertive. During arguments, she would be aggressive, like an angry cat with its fur standing on end. Bai Sen was annoyed by her prickly personality and didn't give in to her, and their arguments became more and more intense.

No one saw the sadness and disappointment behind her aggressive demeanor, only the fiercer expression she put on to hide any trace of negativity.

Even though it was tacky, it was her dream.

Originally, she wanted to wait for Bai Sen after school and go home together, but they had a fight, and Bai Sen left with an "I can't be bothered with you" remark.

She had a cold expression and stubbornly refused to seek validation from Song Yan.

Suddenly, the usually silent Song Yan spoke softly, "It's a great dream."

Wen Li couldn't believe her ears and widened her eyes, "Huh?"

He pursed his lips and repeated it again.

Wen Li heard it this time and she felt pleasantly surprised. Unconsciously, she showed a smile of joy, her eyes sparkling like stars.

In that instant, Song Yan's heart tightened, and his breath even momentarily stopped because he sensed something was off about himself. He quickly turned his head away.

Feeling somewhat frustrated, Wen Li sneered, "Tsk."

Song Yan felt that she was destined to stand under the spotlight, attracting everyone's attention and winning everyone's affection. She radiated a brilliant and beautiful light.

Moreover, beneath that beautiful appearance, there was her pride and liveliness.

However, at that moment, he had no grounds to say these words.

Later, he went to fetch Bai Sen, who was hiding in the boys' restroom. As childhood friends, they quickly made up after just a short while. Once Bai Sen finished his exam, they took the car home together.

Song Yan watched the taillights of the car fade away from his line of sight and disappear at the end of the road.

In the busy life of their senior year, another person occupied his mind.

Without occupying a physical space, the presence was incredibly strong. In his eyes, ears, and heart, whenever he drifted off, he couldn't help but think of that person.

This hidden sentiment reached its threshold due to the unexpected encounter in the classroom.

Song Yan listened to her complaining about a lot of things. They were all things she wanted to say to Bai Sen. As childhood friends, she could vent all her negative emotions towards Bai Sen, she could cry, she could be unreasonable, and she could show her true self to Bai Sen.

Her reaction was significant when he unintentionally mentioned Bai Sen in their conversation.

He felt a sense of loss and even embarrassment. His heart questioned her differential treatment between him and Bai Sen, but reason reminded him that she wasn't wrong.

Unconsciously, Song Yan became somewhat harsh towards her, which startled her.

He was acting out of spite, and she felt embarrassed. Both of them remained silent.

However, all their emotions disappeared in the next few seconds. At that moment, their minds went blank, and only a tingling and numb sensation remained on their lips.

If all their previous interactions were distant and polite, this unexpectedly ambiguous moment entwined his heart with countless vines of longing and anticipation. The rare moment of being alone in the classroom, an unexpected incident that no one expected, as if it was stolen from Bai Sen. While he was evading it, deep down, he was secretly delighted by this hidden kiss.

From that moment on, he and she shared a secret that they were both hesitant to mention to others.

That night, Song Yan had a dream. In the dream, the shy girl didn't just give a simple kiss. Without any hesitation, they touched each other intimately. It was in that classroom again, during the afternoon, with the air hot and humid, and the environment hazy and dim. The girl hid behind the door of the classroom. At first, their attempts were clumsy, but gradually they became more familiar. Their lips and teeth intertwined, and he became more deeply entangled and demanding. The girl, pressed against the door, passively endured his kisses, and her exposed skin turned the color of the evening sky.

He kept the flames ignited within him hidden in the dream.

Upon waking up, Song Yan stared blankly at the ceiling. When he realized the difference between the dream and reality, his heartbeat returned to normal, and he let out a sigh of embarrassment.

For the first time, he admitted his feelings to someone. It happened after a bold girl confessed her feelings to him and was rejected, leaving her feeling down and asking him a series of questions.

"Do you like someone?"

Leaning against the railing in the corridor, Song Yan turned his head to look at the plane trees planted beside the teaching building. The leaves rustled in the wind, and rays of light filtered through the gaps, scattered like stars, falling on his dark school uniform.

As he stared at the plane tree, he drifted into a trance, and the girl became captivated by his handsome profile.

He was no different from the girl who had fallen for him. Those blushing and heart-pounding reactions all stemmed from the inadvertent eye contact and interactions with Wen Li. This feeling was unfamiliar yet clear.

"Yes," Song Yan answered briefly.

The girl didn't ask any further. She smiled and left. However, on his way back to the classroom, Song Yan saw the girl burying her head in a friend's embrace, seemingly crying, while her friend patiently comforted her.

That was the consequence of confessing to someone who didn't like you back.

Song Yan wondered who he would turn to when that happened to him. Should he confide in Bai Sen? Would Bai Sen comfort him or just punch him and accuse him of stealing someone else's lover?

While feeling resentful, he also felt contemptible. He knew he shouldn't entertain such thoughts, but who could control the lure beyond reason?

He preferred to maintain the status quo rather than face the possible embarrassment that would follow after revealing his feelings. If he had the courage to speak up, who would be willing to live in a monologue?

He even foolishly thought about confessing his feelings before graduation. However, Wen Yan's words harshly awakened him.

Since their reunion on the red carpet, his heart had been surging with emotions, but he couldn't resist the overwhelming sense of strangeness.

However, because of their reunion on the red carpet, they started to intersect in the eyes of the public.

As a movie actor, he agreed to walk the red carpet at a television festival, which surprised even the sponsors who hadn't expected him to accept.

He didn't plan to hide it at all; he went there for a certain person.

However, no one noticed, including Wen Li.

At that time, she was crying in the dressing room, but as soon as she saw him, she immediately stopped her tears and concealed her vulnerability.

Song Yan thought to himself that she hadn't changed at all.

But thanks to her "heartbreak", that rose, which had shone brightly for a long time, finally gave him a reason to get closer to her.

Having observed her from the sidelines for a long time, he now had the opportunity to participate in her life.

Song Yan suddenly woke up.

He remained stunned for a long time, not knowing why he had dreamt about the past.

When he snapped out of it, he suddenly felt the pressure on his arm lighten. He turned his head and saw that the person next to him had rolled over to the other side of the bed.

In fact, she often did this. Song Yan was used to holding her when they slept at night, but every time, after both of them fell asleep, it was unknown who would first feel uncomfortable and would turn over and continue sleeping on their own. When Song Yan woke up, he would find that the person who had been sleeping together with him the previous night was now occupying the other side of the bed.

Now that he woke up in the middle of the night, the truth finally became clear.

She actually always blamed him for pushing her away in the middle of the night.

Song Yan turned on the bedside lamp and pulled her back into his arms, lowering his gaze to look at her for a while in the warm light. Then, he extended his finger and traced it down from her brow.

When his finger reached her lips, the man narrowed his eyes and leaned in to kiss her.

Wen Li would be a little grumpy whenever woke up. But now, the situation was different as she was awakened for no reason, startled by the sensation of her lips being nibbled and touched.

"Sorry," the man's hoarse voice sounded, "Did I wake you up?"

"Why are you still not asleep?" Wen Li mumbled drowsily, subconsciously asking, "Did you have a nightmare?"

The two of them had been passionate before going to sleep, and her tired murmur filled with exhaustion only made his desires surge again. Song Yan never concealed his moments of affection and fascination for her. His gentle and affectionate gaze, which made Wen Li feel embarrassed to meet his eyes, was always present.

Unfortunately, she was fast asleep and didn't notice at all.

People tend to be more sentimental at night, and at this moment, Song Yan felt that he truly loved her to the extreme.

He made a "Mm" sound.

Wen Li woke up slightly after hearing that. Her slender arm passed through the back of his head, and she raised her body slightly, resting his head against her chest, just like how he often held her. With a slightly dominant posture, she embraced him.

She touched the back of his head and coaxed, "Now you don't have to worry, go to sleep."

The fragrance that belonged to her invaded his senses and the lazy and sleepy voice reached his ears. Song Yan wanted to laugh but also realized that he was being a bit overly dramatic tonight.

In fact, Wen Li was completely qualified to be dominant in front of him. She could even look down on him, but she didn't, and even after knowing his feelings, she let go of her precious pride just to let him let go of his past pain.

He didn't deserve it, because, in his heart, she had always been radiant.

He loved her secretly for a long time, it was because she was a very, very good girl.

Actually, waiting wasn't as hopeless as it seemed.

If that person was worth it.

The regrets and unwillingness he had towards her in the past, as well as the bitterness and loneliness he received from others, were gradually erased in the following years.

With someone comforting him to sleep, Song Yan quickly fell asleep again.

This time, he had a bright and colorful dream. It was a lazy summer, with the sun shining brightly, birds singing, and a gentle breeze flipping through the pages of a book on the desk. He sat by the window of the classroom, looking down at her below through the glass.

The girl in the apricot-colored school uniform was looking up and smiling, waving at him.

"Senior!"

That was the most dazzling moment of sunshine he had ever experienced in all the summers until now.