[A Great Responsibility Delivered from Heaven] (3) First Trial 2

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Author: Yu Hua Cheng Xian
Published on May 30, 2015 on this forum
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On September 2nd, the second day of school, I arrived at school with panda eyes, amidst my sister's constant mockery.
Just as I sat down, the culprit who had kept me awake all night walked in full of energy. She
was , then rushed over and slammed her hand on my desk. "Hey! Had a wet dream last night?"

It seemed she had truly recovered from the blow. How could I show weakness? I replied, "Yeah, and you were the leading lady
!"

Who would have thought this female rogue's resistance had increased after yesterday's defeat? "How was it? So good you couldn't last more than
a few minutes, right?"

The surrounding classmates were used to our constant exchange of dirty jokes, each pretending to be studying with their books,
while simultaneously listening intently for what was to come.

"No, I woke up in fright when I saw your upper body."

"Lin Yu, don't you dare run away! I'll break your leg today or I'll change my surname to yours!"

"Go ahead and chase me if you dare! You'll only get my surname if I take pity on you and let you into our house!"

On the second day of senior year, the teachers were already in exam preparation mode, spending the entire morning immersed in
a cycle . Finally, lunchtime arrived. I rushed to the cafeteria, quickly stuffed my stomach, and then leisurely
strolled around the playground. This was a habit I'd developed since junior high, not for diligence or health, but to see if there were any
pretty girls. Many pretty girls liked to buy snacks after lunch and eat them while walking around the playground, and that
was my source of enjoyment. And now that I'd embarked on this path of no return as a pervert, getting to know people was
essential —a kind of scouting.

At the same time, I also wanted to see if I could see the girl with the ponytail from yesterday; my conscience still bothered me. After wandering
around about ten minutes without finding anything, I went into the teaching building and went to the third floor to look around again, but I didn't see
that girl in any of the classes. Frustrated, I went back to my classroom on the fourth floor. The girl usually liked to
run , so this was a rare moment of peace.

Just as I sat down, someone sat down next to me. The sight of her ample breasts immediately told me who it was,
because only one person in the whole class had such a size—my childhood sweetheart, Jie Zitian. Our relationship dates back to
kindergarten . We were the least sociable kids in the class, but we
miraculously became friends because we lived in the same apartment building. Even after being picked up by our parents, we would visit each other's homes every day. When it was
time for elementary school, her family moved. Back then, pagers weren't common, and neither of us left a message. We hadn't even mastered
pinyin so we didn't even know how to spell each other's names. As we grew up, this memory
was buried deep in our hearts, and her appearance gradually faded with time.

Who would have thought that at the end of last semester, the teacher would announce a new student transferring in? The
moment she appeared at the classroom door, she captivated everyone's attention. Her breasts,
a pair of weapons that seemed to belong only in Japan at that age, were incredibly alluring—a sight that the boys despised the girls for. But my attention lingered on her face; she seemed
vaguely familiar . When she finished writing her name on the blackboard, I froze, a flood of memories
rushing through my mind. It wasn't until a female hooligan next to me pinched my thigh that I snapped out of it,
and I was mocked for staring at her large breasts for a long time.

After class, before the boys in our class could even decide what to do, I went over and sat down next to her. This
action earned me the hatred of all the boys and the contempt of the girls, and it startled her. A few simple words were
enough our reunion, and then we both fell into silence. After all, twelve years had passed. In my eyes
, the skinny, blond girl had become a voluptuous woman with a youthful face and large breasts. What would I look
like ?

For the next month, I endured interrogation from almost everyone I knew before they believed my repeated
claims. Then, she started receiving love letters every few days, though I didn't know if she'd ended up with anyone.
Whenever we met, there was always an awkward silence; we'd just smile and walk past each other.

This seemed to be the first time I'd actively sought her out. I turned to look at her, and she quickly lowered her head
, avoiding my gaze, her conflicted expression unable to conceal her beautiful face. Oh right, Jie Zitian was rather short, only about 1.55
meters. Looking at her face alone, she looked like a middle school student. Her hair was parted to the side with a U-shaped hair clip, and her hair was short, reaching her neck
.

After sitting down, the girl looked conflicted, wanting to speak but unable to open her mouth, fidgeting and hesitant .
It seemed like some of my unsociable traits had transferred to her.

"Is something wrong?" I felt like I was about to burst out laughing if I didn't break the ice.

"Um…we…moved…moved back…" She stammered shyly, truly a
template for a novel's heroine. But what happened next? "Girl, why are you getting so worked up over just one sentence?"

I stared back at her, watching her avoid my gaze, her face growing
redder and her fingers fidgeting and twitching.

"My mom said... said you should come over sometime." Finally, she got to the point. It's just a visit, why
all this It's not like I haven't been before. She's practically burying her head in the sand.

"Okay! I'll go after school tomorrow, and I'll bring Xiaoyu too." I readily agreed. Actually, I
hadn't seen her aunt for ten years. Back then, every time I visited her, she would warmly welcome me with all sorts of delicious food, so it was only natural to
say hello .

After explaining the task assigned by her parents, Jie Zitian seemed to relax a bit. Although her face was still red and her head was still
drooping, she wasn't stuttering anymore. She said, "Can't you be a little more mindful of your surroundings when you're arguing? People around are
laughing at you two..." But then she turned and ran away. I was left there dumbfounded, watching her run away. Did you think
those guys pretending to read or nap wouldn't laugh at me for talking to me like that?

The boring second day of school ended quickly. Just before dismissal, the homeroom teacher came to the classroom and announced the first
notice : starting next week, we'd have evening self-study sessions every night, supervised by teachers, ending at 9 pm.

It felt like even though it was still a golden autumn afternoon, the sky outside had suddenly darkened, a bleak and hopeless
expanse .

On the way home from school, I told Lin Yu about the situation, mainly explaining that I wouldn't be able to pick her up from school anymore.

My sister, of course, was understanding; she expressed her heartfelt regret that I hadn't switched to boarding school.
We walked in silence.

September 3rd, the third day, a beautiful Friday, the last day of early dismissal. The mundane and boring life
had almost made me forget the twelve trials hanging over my head. In the morning, my sister and I went out to wait for the elevator. I was seduced. When I got on the elevator and
saw no one, I said the pattern I would use to fight back today. When I got off the elevator, I heard an angry shout of "Pervert!" behind me.

Then I saw a girl with a baby face and big breasts standing at the elevator door, staring dumbfounded at me, the one called a pervert.

"Good morning!" At this time, all I had to do was smile...

"Brother, who is this? You finally made a move on an innocent girl?" Lin Yu also noticed
the person in front of us wearing the same school uniform as us, which proved that she had also inherited my sharp tongue.

"Your sweet sister, Jie Zitian, forget her? The one who used to give you lots of candy when we visited her house as kids."
Since the girl in front of me hadn't caught on yet, I figured I'd explain to my little sister first. But I really didn't expect a three-year-old
girl to remember a five-year-old girl…

"I don't remember…" Sure enough…

girls' thinking is incomprehensible. Two girls who hadn't seen each other for ten years and had forgotten each other
quickly started chatting after a few seconds of blank staring. On the bus, one
embellished . Although I was left out, I could guess what they were talking about; Jie Zitian's face couldn't hide anything.
Seriously, girl, could you stop looking at me with

that mix of surprise and defensiveness? And that blonde girl, are you even my sister?!

At school, I watched my sister walk into the second-floor corridor, and then Jie Zitian immediately pretended not to see me and started
walking upstairs with a troubled expression. We went

into the classroom one after the other and sat down. The girl next to me certainly didn't disappoint.

"Hey! You two came together today!" My gossipy nature was on full display.

"Yeah, and we're going home together tonight." I was really just stating a fact, though I
still like I was bickering with someone else.

On the third day of school, the teachers were already bursting with energy. The first
thing was, "Pull out the desks and chairs, take your books away." The second was, "Write your names clearly, don't
drag it out when you hand in your papers." The third was, "Stop writing when it's time! Papers that don't stop will be torn up." Those three sentences filled
the entire long class. After going downstairs for morning exercises, I returned to the classroom to find the English teacher already there.
I could just sit down and start writing. Should I call this humane or inhumane? My back ached from the exams, and I
rushed downstairs for lunch. Before I even left the classroom, my Chinese teacher was standing at the door, saying, "Come back quickly after
lunch. We'll finish the exams by the time you take the morning break and the two afternoon classes."

When I finally snapped out of my daze, it was already dark outside. On the stage was
my math teacher, who had finished grading all the papers in just one lunch break. All around me were listless, almost collapsing classmates, including a certain energetic
tomboy . The power of Black Friday was astonishing; I barely realized she hadn't had time
to fight with me all day.

Surprised as I was, I was too exhausted to even stand up straight, let alone have a chance to tease the tomboy…

When school was over, I packed my things and strolled to the classroom door. Jie Zitian was already there, looking equally haggard.
We smiled at each other and went downstairs together. I called Lin Yu, who looked smug, to go home, silently cursing the little girl that
she'd be even worse off than me.

The walk home was tedious. Although I was with two beautiful girls, I couldn't get a word in edgewise about their conversation
. Even if I tried to get close, they would immediately look at me warily.

Another annoying thing was the stares from the students passing by, whom I didn't know. Judging from their positions,
it was obvious I was with two beautiful girls.

A survey once showed that most women like to travel with a less attractive female companion
to highlight their own beauty—a phenomenon known as the "green leaf effect." When two beautiful women walk together, due to differing
tastes comments will inevitably arise that one isn't as pretty as the other. Even if you don't hear them, it's still unpleasant.

Now, although the two beauties were together, they didn't receive any negative comments because
I was the
"green leaf"—I endured countless stares like, "This loser dares to mess with two beauties?" and "This kind of scumbag looks like a gigolo." As for how I gleaned such profound thoughts from their gazes,
believe me, their contempt was utterly obvious.

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