Reborn and awakened, this time I won't be a love-struck fool.

Every word and phrase was powerful and resonant.

Fang Cong has always been a very honest person in the class.

He doesn't talk much, and although he doesn't study, he doesn't bother others.

Unlike Lin Si, they don't openly sleep or play on their phones during class.

Fang Cong managed to put on a show of wanting to study.

This was the first time he had spoken like this in front of everyone.

So much so that everyone was stunned.

He Wensi was stunned for a long time. She never expected Fang Cong to ruin her performance in public.

"Fang Cong." He Wensi choked up before speaking, "I don't know why you're so hostile towards me. The things between Lin Si and me are complicated and can't be explained in a short time. I don't know how much you know about the details, or what misunderstandings you have about me. I just want to say..."

She paused, her voice trembling slightly at the end, as if she had suffered a great injustice: "All along, it's been Lin Si who has been in love with me unconditionally. Does being good to me and liking me mean I have to reciprocate with the same kindness and affection?"

After he said that, everyone in the class agreed.

"Exactly, a suitor has no right to question."

"It's all Lin Si's wishful thinking. Fang Cong, you can't side with Lin Si just because you get along better with him, can you?"

Wang Shuyi stood up and said indignantly, "Fang Cong, since you hate Sisi so much, then don't eat this meal. After all, it's Sisi's boyfriend who's treating us."

He Wensi interrupted her, "Shuyi, we can't do this, it's not very polite."

She then looked at Fang Cong and said, "Guests are welcome...no one will kick you out..."

"No need," Fang Cong stood up. "I don't care."

He turned and left.

The atmosphere in the private room was slightly awkward.

He Wensi smiled and quickly said, "Almost everyone has arrived, so I'll tell the kitchen to serve the dishes."

The atmosphere became lively again because of this sentence.

-

Fang Cong left Wanshun Restaurant, seething with anger.

He was so angry that he called Lin Si several times, but Lin Si didn't answer.

Fang Cong sat down on the roadside, feeling dejected.

He sulked for a while, then suddenly thought of Lin Wu, his eyes lit up, and he made a phone call to Lin Wu.

At that moment, Lin Wu was sitting on a rest chair, his face pale and his mind buzzing.

In a convenience store not far away, a blond boy carrying a bottle of mineral water walked towards Lin Wu with a blank expression, while several girls taking pictures around him secretly glanced at him.

The wind blew up the stray hairs on Lin Si's forehead. His brow bone was particularly prominent, giving him a very aggressive look.

Lin Wu stared at his face, feeling dizzy, and suddenly thought of the little green-haired guy she had seen at Fang Cong's door.

When Little Green Hair lowers his head to speak, not only does his nose resemble Lin Si's, but his eyebrows and eyes are also quite similar.

"...Are you still feeling unwell?" Lin Si walked closer, unscrewed the bottle cap, and handed it to Lin Wu.

"Of course it hurts!"

Lin Wu glared at him irritably, took the bottle of water, and took a sip.

The cool liquid slid down my throat, bringing a wave of comfort, and my mind seemed to clear up as well.

Lin Si looked down at her.

Lin Wu's face was pale.

They had just gotten off the roller coaster and were queuing up when Lin Wu confidently declared that she was not afraid of heights and wouldn't be scared.

Afterwards, I vomited so much that I felt dizzy and weak, and I couldn't even walk.

It vividly and profoundly illustrates what it means to have a huge addiction to food.

The phone in her bag vibrated. Lin Wu looked down and said, "Answer this call for me."

Lin Si opened her bag and raised an eyebrow when she saw the caller ID.

Lin Wu finished her drink in one gulp, then noticed his expression and asked, "Who called?"

"Fang Cong." Lin Si said, then swiped the screen to answer the call.

"Feed... Sister Mist..."

Just as Fang Cong was about to pour out his grievances, the lazy voice on the other end interrupted him, "Say what you have to say quickly."

"Brother Si?!" Fang Cong's voice became excited, as if he had seen a family member. "Brother Si, I've been bullied..."

Lin Si's previously nonchalant expression instantly changed. "Who bullied you?"

Lin Wu listened for a moment and then looked up.

Fang Cong rattled off like a machine gun for half a minute, recounting exactly what had happened at Wanshun Restaurant.

Lin Si remained silent and did not speak.

Lin Wu glanced at him and sensed that the kid was having an internal struggle, instinctively trying to find an excuse for He Wensi, but Fang Cong was his younger brother and good friend.

Lin Wu took the phone from him and said to Fang Cong on the other end, "You sit there and don't move. Lin Si and I will be there in ten minutes."

Fang Cong was taken aback for a moment, then quickly replied, "Okay, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Wu stuffed her phone into her bag, then took out Lin Si's phone, turned it on silent, and handed it to him.

"Let's go."

Lin Si: "Where are you going?"

"Let's treat Fang Cong to dinner," Lin Wu said, standing up first.

Lin Si followed while looking at his phone.

Lin Si didn't see the message from He Wensi until he got into the taxi.

More than ten messages, the first few urging him to attend the lunch banquet, the last few directly venting his anger.

Lin Si pursed his lips, turned his head to look out the window, his jawline smooth and clear.

Lin Wu glanced at him, feeling a little smug, but she tried her best to restrain herself.

Lin Si was still thinking about how to dispel his good impression of He Wensi, but He Wensi took matters into her own hands.

Lin Si may seem carefree, but he is actually very sentimental.

Fang Cong was not only his younger brother, but also his good friend.

He Wensi may have a superficial understanding of Lin Si, thinking that Fang Cong is just an insignificant lackey. Even if he complains to Lin Si, she can deny it and instead accuse Fang Cong of lying.

She was actually quite clever, but after all her calculations, she didn't expect that Lin Si treated Fang Cong more than just as a younger brother.

The amusement park and Wanshun Restaurant are not too far apart, but the road is a bit congested, and it takes fifteen minutes to get there.

Fang Cong was sitting on the steps. His hair was quite long, and his clothes were worn out and even had some frayed edges, making him look like a homeless person. People passing by avoided him.

Let's avoid him then, he doesn't care anyway.

Fang Cong was like a hedgehog, all his quills raised. But when he saw the taxi, he instantly stood up from the steps and jumped down in two or three steps.

Lin Wu got out of the car empty-handed, somewhat shocked. "Didn't I text you to wait in the private room first?"

Fang Cong raised his hand, seemingly a little embarrassed, scratched his neck, and said, "I want to wait here."

"Alright then." Lin Wu patted his shoulder. "Let's go, I'll take you out for a big meal."

"Okay." Fang Cong replied happily, then looked at Lin Si.

Lin Si, carrying a woman's handbag on one shoulder and with slightly disheveled hair, noticed Fang Cong's gaze and asked sharply, "What are you looking at?"

Fang Cong sighed, "Brother Si, don't be sad. If you want to cry, you can lean on my shoulder."