Blame the Villain – Chapter 47

Villainous Poor Student (12)

The three years of junior high flew by.

Even though He Siyu was reluctant in her heart, time wouldn’t stop its passage for anyone, and soon, He Siyu faced the high school exams.

After the results of the exams came out, He Siyu topped the school and ranked among the top ten in the city, securing her spot in Yizhong. In contrast, Song Xuyi’s results seemed rather unremarkable. She scored just enough to qualify for the regular class in Yizhong, but it was clear Song Xuyi was not keen on attending. Without a second thought, she had her father sign her up for Yuhua International High School instead.

With over 30 kilometers separating the two high schools, the worries He Siyu previously had began to pile up in front of her: With Xuyi being so busy, would she still have the chance to see her?

Yizhong was also far from the home of Officer He, so He Siyu ended up boarding at school. She was placed in an advanced class, and the intensity of learning in high school was incomparable to that of junior high. He Siyu had just two days off at the end of the month, and during this time, Song Xuyi was often not in Huashi.

However, thanks to technological advancements, Song Xuyi, busy with her work, bought a feature phone. He Siyu memorized Song Xuyi’s phone number by heart and recharged the school phone booth’s calling card; when she missed Song Xuyi, she would go to the telephone booth to call her.

He Siyu wasn’t naturally eloquent, but to avoid drifting apart from Song Xuyi, she racked her brains to share everything she could, such as the dormitory environment, the frequency and rankings of exams, and even the cafeteria meals…

Song Xuyi was often busy, and He Siyu wasn’t always able to get through on the phone, so they agreed to contact each other during lunch or dinner time.

At first, Song Xuyi was somewhat surprised that He Siyu took the initiative to keep in touch over the phone. Their conversations were never long, as if He Siyu was simply following a routine to update her on recent happenings. But Song Xuyi still felt some joy: because this objectively showed He Siyu’s dependence on her! And chatting with He Siyu became the sole leisure activity in Song Xuyi’s busy and tense life…

It was not until two months after He Siyu started high school and was about to turn seventeen that Song Xuyi finally found the time to visit He Siyu at Yizhong.

Yizhong implemented a closed management system; visitors had to register their names and be confirmed by a Yizhong student before they could enter the school.

Upon hearing that Song Xuyi was looking for He Siyu, the gatekeeper uncle chuckled happily, “Is it that bright-eyed little lady you’re after? Are you really her friend? Recently, many boys and girls have been pretending to be her friends, trying to meet her…”

“We really have been good friends since childhood,” Song Xuyi said, somewhat surprised in her heart. She had guessed that He Siyu would be popular, but she hadn’t expected that not even a semester into high school, even the gatekeeper uncle would know He Siyu’s name.

Song Xuyi gave her name to the gatekeeper uncle, who then used the landline to call the teachers’ office… After several rounds of messages, by the time He Siyu ran over from the teaching building, about half an hour had already passed.

“Grandpa, Xuyi… she really is my best friend,” He Siyu explained to the gatekeeper, panting. She had run so quickly that a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. When she saw Song Xuyi, her steps halted, and the laughter in her eyes involuntarily spilled out.

“So, it turns out you’re really friends!” The gatekeeper uncle teased He Siyu with a chuckle: “It’s rare to see you this happy…”

The girl’s starry eyes sparkled, her smile genuine, standing there she became a scene unto herself.

He Siyu laughed softly and pulled Song Xuyi into the school, sitting down on the bench under the trees.

“Xuyi, how come you have the time to come by today?” He Siyu turned her head, scrutinizing Song Xuyi’s appearance carefully, and gently pinched Song Xuyi’s face.

Due to being busy for consecutive days, Song Xuyi looked much thinner, her cheeks no longer plump with baby fat as before, and she had grown taller, now over 1.6 meters. However, she was still almost a head shorter than He Siyu.

Song Xuyi pouted her lips, and seeing He Siyu so happy, she felt a sense of joy in her heart as well. She treated He Siyu like her own little one and naturally wouldn’t feel shy in front of her, blurting out a bit too candidly, “Because I missed you!”

The little girl was lovable and cute, with a pair of beautiful eyes that, when they looked at you shimmering wet, seemed exceptionally sincere and friendly.

He Siyu was taken aback; even though she had grown accustomed to Song Xuyi’s sugary “bullets,” her heartbeat still inexplicably quickened. She pursed her lips, trying her best to hide it, but her face still involuntarily blushed.

Song Xuyi hadn’t expected He Siyu to react this way.

Watching the embarrassed He Siyu, a teasing spirit rose in Song Xuyi. She boldly stood up, blinking her eyes as she moved closer to He Siyu’s cheek: “My Siyu is pretty, adorable, clever, and sensible. It must have taken me several lifetimes of good fortune to have you as such a good friend. Of course, I’ll come see you whenever I have time…”

Speaking of this, Song Xuyi imitated He Siyu by pinching her own cheek, then reached out to pinch He Siyu’s face—skin tender, fair, and translucent, the tactile sensation under her palm was delightful, which made Song Xuyi emotionally sigh: No wonder He Siyu likes pinching her face so much!

The fresh scent of Song Xuyi’s peach-scented shower gel was within reach, and from He Siyu’s angle, she could catch a glimpse of a white curve under the collar of Song Xuyi’s school uniform…

It was as if something suddenly pricked her, causing He Siyu’s eyelashes to tremble. Her face promptly turned even redder, and she bit her lip, turning her head away.

However, Song Xuyi did not notice the changes in He Siyu’s gaze. He Siyu had changed into a new uniform that had become a bit wrinkled when she ran over, and due to her evasive actions, Song Xuyi caught sight of the scar from a past burn by boiling water on the interjunction of the left sleeve on He Siyu’s arm.

A few years back, Song Xuyi had given He Siyu medicine to remove scars, and by now, the other scars had already faded. This scar wasn’t big, just a shallow area about the size of a ping pong ball remained. Yet, on He Siyu’s skin, which was as smooth and pure as snow, it was particularly striking and distressing to the eye.

“Why don’t you consider getting surgery?” Song Xuyi asked softly.

Seeing Song Xuyi’s gaze on her scar, He Siyu blushed and quickly pulled down her sleeve to cover it, shaking her head, “Never mind, usually it’s covered up and not visible…”

Song Xuyi observed He Siyu’s expression, which genuinely did not seem like a facade. She really did not care about keeping the scar or not.

Since He Siyu herself didn’t mind, Song Xuyi no longer insisted.

“Xuyi, how much time off do you have this time?”

And with this distraction, He Siyu also put away the shyness and embarrassment in her heart, asking about what she cared about the most.

Facing He Siyu’s expectant eyes, Song Xuyi blinked, somewhat guiltily shifting her gaze away.

“I have to leave for a business trip to another province this afternoon. It’ll probably take half a month before I can return,” said Song Xuyi, while stuffing the gift she brought into He Siyu’s hands: “So, I… I came early to celebrate your birthday.”

A business trip for half a month?

The smile on He Siyu’s face paused momentarily.

Subconsciously, He Siyu’s mind was racing with numerous ways to make Song Xuyi stay…

But a moment later, she reverted to her usual gentle demeanor in front of Song Xuyi, asking with concern about Song Xuyi’s following arrangements: “Are you going by yourself? Is it safe on the road?”

“Are you that worried about me?” Song Xuyi felt an inexplicable sense of relief in her heart and smiled as she glanced at the gift in He Siyu’s hands: “Why don’t you ask me yourself?”

He Siyu originally didn’t care much about the gift Song Xuyi brought for her. However, upon hearing Song Xuyi suggest that, He Siyu’s eyelids twitched, and she subconsciously looked at the neatly wrapped gift box in her hands.

He Siyu’s actions unwrapping the gift were somewhat hasty, but the outcome was as she expected—a brand-new button cell phone laid inside the box.

Brandishing her own cell phone, Song Xuyi shook it towards He Siyu with a proud grin and then dialed her number: “Now you can contact me whenever you want!”

“Right,” Song Xuyi added, taking back the phone to show He Siyu how to send a text message, “If I don’t manage to answer your call, you can send me a text message…”

Watching He Siyu bow her head and fiddle with the phone, seriously sending “Xuyi” to her own cell phone and recalling the changes in He Siyu over the past four years, Song Xuyi was suddenly filled with many emotions and could not help but hug He Siyu again: “My Siyu learns so quickly!”

“Now that you have a cell phone, you can get in touch with me anytime—”

“As I said,” Song Xuyi’s cheeks dimpled with a smile, “we’ll be lifelong sisters who support each other.”

“Right, hide the phone so the teachers don’t see, I’m afraid they might confiscate it…”

He Siyu uttered a “Hmm” sound, lowering her head, appearing both happy and shy.

Her long eyelashes veiled the expression in her eyes, so Song Xuyi didn’t know that the smile in He Siyu’s eyes didn’t reach the bottom of her eyes.

He Siyu herself didn’t understand what was happening to her. This was a moment she had long anticipated, yet now that it had been spoken by Xuyi, the joy she expected to feel wasn’t there. Instead, it was as if a vortex had suddenly emerged in her heart, one that couldn’t be filled…

However, He Siyu couldn’t figure out what exactly she was longing for.

That afternoon, He Siyu didn’t return to her dormitory for a nap. She suppressed the confusion that had suddenly emerged in her heart and happily took Song Xuyi for a stroll around the campus. However, after Song Xuyi left in the afternoon and due to He Siyu not going back to the dormitory at noon without asking for leave from the dorm supervisor, she was punished by the teacher to write a self-criticism.

The news that the school beauty was punished to write a self-criticism quickly spread throughout the entire grade.

When He Siyu returned to her dormitory in the evening, she encountered Li Qing in the hallway.

Li Qing had been admitted into an ordinary class at Yizhong, and just like in junior high, she would stroll outside He Siyu’s classroom now and then. He Siyu, as usual, walked past her without paying any attention, but unexpectedly, Li Qing suddenly reached out to stop her.

“It was Song Xuyi who came to see you, isn’t it?” Li Qing looked at He Siyu with an infatuated and sad gaze. “Only she could make you break the rules.”

“What’s so good about her? She’s not even willing to come to Yizhong for you—”

“I like you so much, I can treat you better than she ever could. Why won’t you accept me as your friend…”

He Siyu gave Li Qing a cold glance, a look that was exactly like the one she had given when she stood up to Li Qing’s sister on behalf of Song Xuyi—

Li Qing flinched sharply and withdrew her hand.

With an impassive expression, He Siyu walked past Li Qing, as if the hysterical Li Qing beside her was nothing but an irrelevant object.

But inside, He Siyu was far from as calm as she appeared.

She suddenly remembered what other classmates had once told her: “That Li Qing is always skulking around outside our classroom watching you, blushing and giggling foolishly whenever she sees you. She might have a crush on you! By the way, it’s said that not only boys like you; many girls are into you too, Siyu. Do you like boys or girls…”

At that time, He Siyu had replied with a simple “I don’t want to start dating early,” and didn’t think much of it. However, for some reason, she found herself recalling that conversation now…

He Siyu returned to her dormitory and struggled to fall asleep for a long time. The image of Song Xuyi’s face kept appearing before her eyes, and her cell phone screen lit up countless times underneath the covers, but in the end, He Siyu still didn’t send out the text message.

He Siyu didn’t even realize when she had drifted off to sleep.

In a hazy state, it seemed as if He Siyu had a dream. The dream was still set in the daytime scene, where she sat on a bench under the shade of a tree. She saw the landscape beneath Song Xuyi’s collar but didn’t look away. Instead, as if bewitched, she leaned in and kissed Song Xuyi’s lips…

After that, the dream became chaotic and complex. At times, Xuyi, dressed in a princess’s attire, coquettishly called her “stepmother,” and at other times, Xuyi turned into a mermaid, whispering in the world’s most seductive voice by her ear: “Siyu, I like you…”

He Siyu’s body jolted, and she suddenly opened her eyes—

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LP: Re-translated on March 05, 2024