Green Tea Top Student Falls in Love with Me - Chapter 43

Shi Wangui scrutinized the comments for a moment before declaring, “Let’s take her down.”

The comment section wasn’t exactly what Wen Youren had feared. Some users were “shipping” them, others were scolding the confession wall and the original poster, and some remained neutral.

In the darkness, they couldn’t see each other’s expressions, but Shi Wangui could feel Wen Youren trembling slightly. She stepped forward, hugging her and gently stroking her back. “It’s okay. The past is the past, and the present is now. I’m not afraid.”

Wen Youren gradually calmed her inner terror, whispering, “It’s my fault, it’s all my fault.”

“It’s fine, really. I truly don’t care. Do you? There are so many people in the world in love—why are we the only ones who can’t be? Are we the only ones doing something ‘harmful’?”

Wen Youren pursed her lips in thought for a moment before saying, “Don’t worry. I will protect you. I won’t let you go through what I did.”

Seeing her like this, Shi Wangui felt relieved. “We’re going home tomorrow.”

“Going home to do what?” Wen Youren asked.

“To settle the score.”

After saying this, Shi Wangui asked Sun Yi to help contact the confession wall admin. Sun Yi, however, had already handled it; she had forced them to delete it the moment she saw it. The admin knew Sun Yi and didn’t want to cross her. Although it hadn’t been up long, the high traffic meant a fair number of people had already seen it.

Sun Yi then posted her own message on the wall: if anyone had questions about that photo, they could come and ask her directly. She welcomed any “consultation”—if they had the guts to show up.

Wen Youren squeezed Shi Wangui’s hand. “Okay.”

She didn’t feel as afraid as before. After years of mental preparation, what was there left to fear?

Shi Wangui deceived Wen Youren. She left the school early and took a bus straight to Jiang An’an’s school. The night before, she had done something sneaky: she used Wen Youren’s phone to contact Jiang An’an’s mother, asking if the girl was coming home this weekend. Learning she wasn’t, Shi Wangui decided to handle things herself.

Jiang An’an’s school was the same high school they had visited for the lab session. As soon as she entered, she saw the playground and, luckily, spotted her target immediately.

She walked over and, before Jiang An’an could notice, gripped her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Long time no see, Student Jiang.”

The moment Jiang An’an turned and saw Shi Wangui, terror filled her eyes. But since this was her home turf and her friends were nearby, she summoned her courage. “Shi Wangui… I don’t think we’re that close.”

Shi Wangui squeezed her shoulder bone hard. “It’s fine. We’ll be very close soon. These are your friends, right?”

“You’re Shi Wangui! Long time no see! I’m Zhang Sui, do you remember me?” a short-haired girl suddenly chimed in. Shi Wangui remembered her and gave a polite smile.

Jiang An’an panicked. “How do you two know each other!”

“An’an, you know her? That’s so cool,” Zhang Sui said enviously.

This made Shi Wangui even happier. “So you guys are friends? Do you know what kind of person your friend really is?” She smiled thinly. “Do you know what she’s done?”

“What?” Zhang Sui asked.

Jiang An’an screamed, “Shut up! What right do you have to speak? Who are you to us anyway?”

Shi Wangui released her shoulder but kept her arm draped over it, speaking clearly and deliberately. “Your friend, for the sake of her own vanity, once took a love letter written by another girl and claimed it was for her. Then she let everyone mock that girl, which led to the girl’s father accidentally falling into the water and passing away. And now, she wants to be a homewrecker and interfere in that same girl’s relationship.”

Shi Wangui was furious as she spoke. She hadn’t known the full extent of what Jiang An’an had done until Wen Youren told her everything the night before.

They had once been very good friends. Wen Youren was the first to realize she liked girls; she felt a natural aversion to boys—not that she hated everyone, but she didn’t want to be close to them. Instead, she felt her heart race for girls.

In their old friend group, they had played a game during the holidays: write a letter to everyone saying what you truly wanted to say. Wen Youren wrote two letters to Jiang An’an: one was a love letter, and the other expressed how much she valued their friendship. She wasn’t even sure if she truly liked Jiang An’an; the love letter was more an expression of her identity. At that time, such a thing was considered a “sickness.”

Her father was a tall, proud man, but because of her mother’s actions, he had already lost face in front of others. Wen Youren didn’t want him to lose any more because of her. She used the letter to explore her feelings, addressed to Jiang An’an because she was the person she trusted most.

The letter was hidden, but Jiang An’an had rummaged through Wen Youren’s bag while visiting and stolen it. To satisfy her own ego, she made it public. When Wen Youren went to explain, Jiang An’an simply told her to her face that she was disgusted and wouldn’t associate with “abnormal” people.

Adolescent girls are prone to deep anxiety. Wen Youren began to wonder: Why is it like this? Am I really sick? She left, but when she got home, her father was missing. She went back to look for him, only to find his bloated body in the water.

It rained that day, and she broke. Her mother spent the night repeating in her ear that she was a murderer, the most disgusting person in the world, a “pervert,” and sick. From then on, she began to harm herself—cutting her hair when anxious, using a blade when afraid.

All of this could have been avoided. It was almost Chinese New Year; she should have been celebrating with her father, but it was ruined by one person’s ugly heart.

Jiang An’an became hysterical. “Don’t listen to her! It’s not true!” She lunged at Shi Wangui, her long nails leaving scratches on Shi Wangui’s face.

Shi Wangui was no pushover. She tackled Jiang An’an to the ground, sat on her, and slapped her repeatedly until her lip bled. “You have the nerve to say it’s not true? You discriminate against gay people, but then you regret that Wen Youren doesn’t revolve around you anymore, so you try to be a ‘third wheel’? You have the nerve?”

The three friends nearby were stunned. They knew Jiang An’an liked to play with people’s feelings, but they had no idea she had done something so revolting, indirectly causing the death of a parent.

Shi Wangui grabbed Jiang An’an’s hair and landed a punch. “Wen Youren never settled this with you because she is kind. She felt her father’s death wasn’t directly your fault, and she did it for your mother’s sake. But you? You’re a shameless parasite.”

Jiang An’an struggled, sobbing to her friends, “Call the police! She’s crazy! She’s a lunatic!”

Seeing she still had the energy to run, Shi Wangui kicked her leg and grabbed her hair again. “You think you’re going somewhere?” A crowd had gathered at the playground, and someone eventually called the police.

At the station, a doctor treated their wounds. By the time Wen Youren, the homeroom teacher, and Jiang An’an’s mother arrived, both girls were squatting on the floor waiting for their guardians.

The moment Jiang An’an’s mother saw Wen Youren, she seemed to understand. “Xiao You, what happened? Was it An’an’s fault?”

Jiang An’an lunged for her mother like a lifeline. “Mom, save me! This person is a psycho!”

“Officer, can you tell us how this started?” Wen Youren asked.

The officer said solemnly, “They were fighting on the playground. Currently, it’s considered a mutual physical altercation. They are young, so the parents need to exercise more control.”

“I didn’t! I didn’t!” Jiang An’an roared. “It was her! Lock her up, don’t let the crazy one get away!”

But witnesses had already stated that Jiang An’an made the first move by scratching Shi Wangui’s face. However, Shi Wangui’s retaliation had been aggressive.

Shi Wangui spoke up calmly, “Officer, this person took a secret photo of me and my sister and posted it on a school forum. Does that count as a violation of my privacy and portrait rights? Can she go to jail for that?”

The teacher needed an explanation. “If my student bullied you, I will ensure a fair outcome, but please explain why my student was fighting you in the first place.”

Jiang An’an had posted the photo on a whim, never considering the consequences; she was simply angry that Wen Youren wouldn’t listen to her anymore.

Realizing her daughter was at fault, Jiang An’an’s mother closed her eyes, nearly collapsing. The teacher caught her. “Xiao You,” the mother said to Wen Youren, “I am so sorry. For everything in the past and for today. Can you forgive her just this once? I promise I will make her disappear from your sight forever.”

She made a move to kneel down to atone for her daughter’s years of malice, but someone caught her in time.

“Don’t use moral kidnapping on us,” Shi Wangui snapped. “Let your daughter face the consequences. Why be a coward now?”

Wen Youren couldn’t take it anymore either. “Auntie, I don’t think my father or I ever did anything to wrong your family. I was clear in that letter. She spread it maliciously back then, and I didn’t hold a grudge. But she keeps hurting the people around me. Am I not supposed to care?”

“Jiang An’an, apologize now!” her mother screamed, hoping her severity would earn forgiveness.

“Why should I? You’re the one with the problem! You’re sick! You two pretend to be sisters but you’re actually a couple. Did I force you to kiss? Did I make you do it?”

Slap! Her mother struck her in a rage. “Enough! Do you still not understand what you did wrong?”

Seeing the teachers and police, Wen Youren felt the past rushing back—the accusations, the questioning, the insults. She began to panic. Her fingernails dug into her palms as the pain provided a small anchor.

Shi Wangui took Wen Youren’s hand firmly. “First, we haven’t broken the law. Second, we are open and honest. Third, you say we’re sick, but what about your actions? Weren’t you the one who liked Wen Youren?”

The teacher was shocked. She hadn’t realized her students were a couple, nor that their “sisterly” bond had developed into this.

Jiang An’an sneered at Shi Wangui, “I would never like girls. Don’t you find yourself disgusting? Doesn’t the thought of you two kissing make you sick?”

Jiang An’an didn’t actually like Wen Youren, but having Wen Youren around made her look good. Wen Youren was too attractive—both cool and beautiful—and anyone standing next to her was the envy of others.

Shi Wangui said dismissively, “I don’t. But I definitely find you disgusting.”

“Enough,” a female officer interrupted. “This is a police station. If you want to settle this privately, both need to be taken home for discipline. As for the privacy violation, if it’s true, you can file a separate lawsuit.” She spoke up to prevent the girls’ privacy from being exposed to more people.

“Xiao You, I beg you, don’t sue An’an. She still needs to take her college entrance exams. You were best friends as kids. Please,” Jiang An’an’s mother knelt again, clutching Wen Youren’s hand and playing the emotional card.

Wen Youren remained cold, pulling her hand away. “The person she harmed was Shi Wangui. Whatever decision she makes, I will support it.”

In the end, they were sent home to write a 3,000-word self-reflection. Shi Wangui didn’t plan to forgive Jiang An’an, but she didn’t want to actually send her to jail, knowing it would make things awkward for Wen Youren later. Instead, she demanded financial compensation from the mother and told her to keep her child on a leash.

Wen Youren touched the scratches on Shi Wangui’s face. “Does it hurt?”

With the teacher present, Shi Wangui whispered in her ear, “It’s fine. Don’t worry about what others think. I’m the school bully, remember? This doesn’t hurt at all.”

“Next time, let me handle these things. Don’t get hurt,” Wen Youren said. She added softly, “If you ever regret this, tell me. I’ll tell everyone that I forced you into it.”

Shi Wangui replied, “Why would I regret it? I’m certain that I like you.”

The teacher walked ahead of them, looking overwhelmed by everything. She leaned against a wall and said earnestly, “You two focus on your studies for now. Leave the future for later. Don’t let these things distract you.”

Feeling a bit guilty toward her, they both agreed. The teacher dropped them at the dorm with some medicine and told them to rest.

Once she was gone, Shi Wangui chirped, “Was I amazing? Did I have that ‘cool’ aura you have out there?”

Wen Youren laughed. “What ‘cool’ aura? You were amazing. More amazing than me.”

Shi Wangui rubbed her chin. “Well, people told me you were really tough, that you’ve beaten up several ‘big sisters’ before.”

“A-Wan,” Wen Youren touched her face. “I’m so glad it’s you.” She added, “From now on, I’ll protect you. If someone bullies you, tell me. And don’t go out fighting for money anymore.”

Shi Wangui asked, “Can you introduce me to your friends?”

Sun Yi had mentioned that Wen Youren had a group, but they were good people who only stood up to bullies and protected the weak. Shi Wangui wanted to meet them; after all, she felt she fit that description too.

“Okay,” Wen Youren promised. “I’ll take you to see them in a couple of days. But we have to agree on one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“Don’t be afraid of me.”

“Psh, as if I’d be afraid of you.”

It was midday, and the sun hung high, touching the world with soft, warm light. The laughter of the girls drifted into the air as the sunlight grew even brighter.

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