I'm in Senior Year, and the System Says I'm Going on a Blind Date with My Childhood Sweetheart

Shen Yuan walked down the road, glancing all around him every so often.

Seeing Shen Yuan’s hyperactive behavior, Li Zhi asked with a look of disgust, "Is there something wrong with your neck?"

"I’m doing this to protect my good name from being tarnished by that creepy bunch from the Kissing Association."

Li Zhi turned and glanced at the students around them. "There are so many people. How can you tell who’s from the Kissing Association?"

"First, a disclaimer: my views are to be taken only at their literal meaning. My opinions and statements represent only my own humble perspective. These statements contain no discrimination against any group, nor any intent to provoke conflict. My scope of understanding is limited..."

"Cut the bullshit! Just say it!"

"The girls are in the Kissing Association, and the boys are in the Early Love Prohibition Association."

Li Zhi’s expression turned into a parody of outrage. "That’s sexism!"

"I made my disclaimer, so your condemnation is invalid." Shen Yuan laughed, then pointed to a late-night food stall by the road.

"I wanna eat fried noodles, and dwink some Coke."

"You’d better speak normally."

"Mama."

Li Zhi was stunned.

’Fucking idiot high school boys will really do anything for a bite to eat!’

"I want to drink..."

Before Shen Yuan could finish his sentence, Li Zhi clapped a hand over his mouth.

"Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony..."

Emperor Li of Heaven quickly chanted the purifying mantra.

Just then, Shen Yuan mumbled indistinctly.

"I get the feeling that if you keep this up, the campus confession wall is going to feature a post about childhood sweethearts sooner or later."

Only then did Li Zhi realize how intimate their position was, and she quickly pulled away.

"Who told you to act all crazy!"

"I said ’Coke’! I want to drink Coke! What were you thinking, you pervert!"

The moment Shen Yuan finished speaking, he earned a kick from Emperor Li of Heaven.

He’d been kicked and yelled at, but he got his fried noodles and Coke.

Carbs bring joy. Another happy night.

Back home, Shen Yuan saw San Geng play-fighting with Naonao.

The two sisters weren’t really fighting, just pouncing on each other like kittens learning to hunt.

"In another two months, I’m getting you two spayed."

He didn’t know the kittens’ exact age, but they had been with him for five months and already weighed over seven and a half pounds. It was about time to get them fixed.

But Shen Yuan felt it was better to be safe and wait another two months.

Watching the two boisterous little ones, Shen Yuan shook his head.

When he first got them, the two little things could fit together in one palm, so fluffy and adorable.

Not anymore.

Now they were old enough for a spanking.

"San Geng!"

Hearing her name, San Geng looked up, her ears twitching, only to be ambushed from behind by Naonao.

The two little ones started tussling again.

Shen Yuan shook his head and went back to his room to do his homework.

By the time Shen Yuan looked up again, it was almost 11 PM.

The two little kittens had long since stopped their roughhousing and were now lying quietly on Shen Yuan’s desk, dozing off.

"San Geng."

San Geng flicked her tail, leaving him on read.

"Naonao."

The little deaf one completely ignored Shen Yuan.

After packing his schoolbag, Shen Yuan lay down on his bed, ready to sleep.

But he tossed and turned, unable to shake a feeling of unease.

Reaching for his phone on the nightstand, Shen Yuan casually turned on his room light.

Using your phone in the dark is bad for your eyes, and Shen Yuan didn’t want his 5.2 vision to get any worse.

Opening QQ, Shen Yuan quickly found the campus confession wall and clicked on its Qzone blog.

The moment he clicked in, Shen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing there.

’Ah, what a relief.’

He refreshed. Still nothing.

’Phew, even more relieved.’

He refreshed again. Still nothing.

Shen Yuan sat there on his bed, refreshing for a full minute.

Only then did he feel completely at ease.

’Looks like the Kissing Association isn’t so creepy after all.’

Shen Yuan went to sleep, his mind at peace.

...

"Wake up."

Shen Yuan groggily lifted his head from his desk and looked at Zhou Shaojie next to him. "What’s up?"

Zhou Shaojie smiled. "Time for the weekly Chinese quiz."

Shen Yuan sighed in defeat. "Chinese class is killing me."

"What the hell, were you out robbing a house last night? Didn’t you sleep at all?"

Shen Yuan shook his head. "I didn’t sleep well."

’Was he really going to admit he was up until 2 AM refreshing the campus confession wall’s Qzone blog?’

’That’s way too embarrassing!’

"If you can’t sleep well, I’ve got a method. I guarantee you’ll sleep soundly."

Seeing Ah Jie’s confident expression, Shen Yuan asked, "What method?" while passing the test papers back.

Ah Jie made a fist with one hand and pumped it up and down a couple of times.

Shen Yuan was speechless.

"In youth, you don’t know how precious ___ is; in old age, you cry at ___ in vain."

Ah Jie scoffed. "It’s called cherishing the present. How you feel at 17 is different from how you feel at 18, after all. You get to experience a different you every year."

Faced with Ah Jie’s absurd statement, Shen Yuan was at a loss for words.

"That’s called overdrafting. Other people still have the drive of an 18-year-old when they’re 28, but at 18, you’ll only have the drive of a 28-year-old."

Hearing Shen Yuan’s words, Ah Jie panicked.

After the weekly Chinese quiz was lunchtime.

Right now, only the third-years were at school, so they didn’t have to worry about not getting food.

They took a slow, leisurely stroll all the way there.

Shen Yuan didn’t go to the second floor of Cafeteria No. 1, where Li Zhi usually went, but went downstairs instead.

Avoiding suspicion.

Arriving at the cafeteria, Shen Yuan got his food and then started searching for a seat.

Soon, a familiar face appeared in his line of sight.

Shen Yuan’s gaze sharpened, and he strode forward.

CLATTER.

Zhuo Peipei, who was in the middle of her meal, saw someone sit down in front of her and said instinctively,

"This seat is taken."

"I’ll leave as soon as I’m done eating."

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhuo Peipei looked up.

"Shen Yuan?"

Clearly, Zhuo Peipei hadn’t expected it to be Shen Yuan.

"Why the surprised look?"

"Aren’t you with..."

Before Zhuo Peipei could finish, Shen Yuan cut her off.

"This is all your fault! Now I’m terrified a post about childhood sweethearts is going to show up on the campus confession wall. I’m just trying to live an innocent life, and now you people have me in your sights."

Zhuo Peipei gave an awkward smile, momentarily unsure of what to say.

Seeing Zhuo Peipei’s expression, Shen Yuan immediately became wary.

They stared at each other for a moment before Shen Yuan spoke first. "Don’t fucking tell me there’s one already?"

Zhuo Peipei said quickly, "Actually, someone already submitted one, but I didn’t approve it."

Shen Yuan gave her a thumbs-up.

’Now that’s what I call fucking professional!’

’What kind of masters are in the Kissing Association?! How can they churn out a draft so fast?’

Just as Shen Yuan was rendered speechless, Zhuo Peipei asked, "Want to see it?"

"Yes!"

Zhuo Peipei quickly picked up her phone, switched to the campus confession wall account, and sent the post she had rejected yesterday to Shen Yuan.

"Brace yourself."

The moment Shen Yuan saw the title, he already felt sick.

*Defend and Steal*.

Childhood sweethearts, Defend and Steal.

’Fuck, why is that so accurate?’

Shen Yuan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately clicked on it.

["You just want to Defend and Steal!" Li He said to Shen Qi.]

Seeing the first line, Shen Yuan was so scared he immediately backed out of it.

’Can’t read this stuff, it’s too creepy.’