Liu Weihong’s eyes flashed with disdain, and she sneered inwardly —

Regardless of the milk powder and canned goods Heh Yuntian used to deliver, even the study materials Zhuoya is holding now were eagerly gifted by Heh Yuntian.

After taking so many things from him and now looking at the books he sent, how can she have the nerve to talk about "just friends."

And say "I’m just like you."

How can it be the same?

Thirteen Educated Youth at the Educated Youth Corps, five girls, yet Heh Yuntian only lavished attention on Zhuoya.

And Zhuoya, surrounded by many admirers, only went to the riverside and the mountains to "take walks" with Heh Yuntian.

Oh, no, that was in the past.

Now, the person accompanying Zhuoya on walks has changed to Chen Jianshe.

Liu Weihong observed closely and noticed a bottle of Friendship brand snow cream on Zhuoya’s bedside.

A few days ago, Chen Jianjun and Zhuoya went to the commune’s goods and supplies cooperative together... tsk tsk, that’s Zhuoya for you.

As soon as Heh Yuntian fell from grace, she found a replacement.

"Aren’t you and him —" quite familiar with each other.

Liu Weihong deliberately spoke ambiguously, her eyes constantly glancing at the study materials in Zhuoya’s hand.

The hint couldn’t be more obvious.

Zhuoya isn’t stupid; how could she not catch Liu Weihong’s drift?

Yet she maintained a calm demeanor, saying, "What’s going on with him and me? We are just Educated Youth who came to the Qingliu Team together and live in the same courtyard."

"We are all young people, we share similar interests, and we help each other. He lent me books, and I bought him scratch paper—"

So, she owes nothing to Heh Yuntian, and there’s nothing personal between her and Heh Yuntian.

Zhuoya always acts flawlessly; when returning the study materials to "Heh Yuntian," she deliberately gave him a book of scratch paper.

Ahem, in front of several Educated Youth.

So, although everyone knows the truth, no one brings it up like Liu Weihong does.

Some things need not be said; otherwise, it would tear their relationship apart and make things awkward for everyone.

Liu Weihong: ...Hmph! Pretentious!

A tattered notebook can’t compare to study materials!

Although there’s no more college entrance exam now, and studying seems to have no prospects.

But obtaining such a systematic, comprehensive set of high school study materials is not easy.

Liu Weihong noticed that Zhuoya preferred risking dark circles under her eyes to stay up late and copy, which indicates that these materials are indeed important.

Zhuoya never acts without benefits.

Even when choosing a partner, she weighs benefits and drawbacks carefully.

How could she do anything futile?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Liu Weihong’s mind; she looked at Zhuoya and then at the materials in her hand—

Could it be?

Liu Weihong’s heart pounded as she tentatively asked, "Zhuoya, I’m quite bored right now; can I borrow your materials to take a look?"

Zhuoya: ...

She slightly lowered her eyelids to hide the anger and vigilance in her eyes.

When she looked up again at Liu Weihong, her expression returned to normal, "Sure, once I’m done looking at them, I’ll lend them to you!"

Agreeing so readily?

Not hiding anything at all?

Could I have guessed wrong?

Liu Weihong’s mind raced, staring straight at Zhuoya.

Zhuoya didn’t dodge but calmly met her gaze.

Liu Weihong curled her lips, unimpressed; it turns out it really wasn’t important at all!

"Alright, when you’re done, I’ll take a look!"

That’s what she said, but Liu Weihong no longer took the materials seriously.

She shifted the topic back to gossiping about Heh Yuntian: "Hey, by the way, what kind of articles do you think Heh Yuntian has written!"

Zhuoya shook her head, replying with little interest: "I don’t know!"

"I remember he read poems to you, didn’t he?"

Liu Weihong said this teasingly, her eyes glinting with mockery.

Zhuoya’s expression didn’t change as she replied flatly, "He recited poems for everyone, even essays!"

This Liu Weihong is really annoying, persistently trying to tie her with Heh Yuntian!

"Haha, right, he did recite in public." But he mostly recited his articles privately to Zhuoya alone.

Silently grumbling inside, Liu Weihong couldn’t help but speculate: "Could it be he’s written poems or essays this time too?"

Zhuoya paused slightly; actually, she was quite curious too.

She only knew Heh Yuntian was writing something at that time, but nobody really knew what he wrote.

Until half a month later when Heh Yuntian received a remittance slip and sample books, then everyone knew what this "Talented Heh" had written—

"Children’s literature"? Seriously, Old Heh, you as an Educated Youth, wrote something only kids would read?!