My Love Disaster Notes

The station was getting more and more crowded, and more and more students were arriving, mostly wearing school uniforms similar to Lin Chuan's.

"Hey, Lin Chuan, why are you up so early today?"

A clumsy young man carrying a schoolbag came running up, and upon seeing Lin Chuan, he slammed on the brakes and asked in surprise.

His name is Zhou Bo, and he is one of Lin Chuan's childhood playmates. However, compared to Lin Chuan, who is like a king of children, this guy seems a bit stupid and belongs to the "lackey" type who follows Lin Chuan around.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Bo?"

Lin Chuan greeted him with a grin, his gaze lingering on the roasted sweet potato in Zhou Bo's hand. He beckoned Zhou Bo over, and taking advantage of a moment when Zhou Bo wasn't looking, he snatched the sweet potato from his hand and then used his arm to block Zhou Bo's instinctive outstretched hand.

"Here, let's switch. I haven't had Aunt Huang's roasted sweet potatoes in ages. I'm so craving them that I can't eat or drink, and I don't even have the energy to study."

Lin Chuan tossed an egg over with a grin. Zhou Bo's mother, after losing her job in middle age, sold breakfast in the nearby neighborhood, including but not limited to roasted sweet potatoes, glutinous rice cakes, soy milk and fried dough sticks, etc.

The food was quite good; Lin Chuan used to shamelessly go there to eat.

"You bastard."

Zhou Bo was helpless after Lin Chuan stole his breakfast. He wasn't the type to fight for things, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Jiang... Jiang Yao."

At this moment, Zhou Bo noticed the girl next to Lin Chuan, was startled, and stammered a greeting.

Good morning, Zhou Bo.

Compared to the hesitant Zhou Bo, Jiang Yao was much more outgoing. She put down her book and greeted her classmate with a smile.

They were in the same class, the top class, also known as the college entrance exam preparation class. They were true disciples of the sect, and the future of the sect were under the special care of the law enforcement elders.

As for art students like Lin Chuan, he was ruthlessly assigned to the miscellaneous class in his first year of high school.

"You and she have made up again?"

After exchanging greetings, Zhou Bo pulled Lin Chuan aside and asked, puzzled.

As a witness to the tragic confession incident, he personally heard Lin Chuan solemnly declare that if he ever had any further relationship with Jiang Yao, he would be a dog!

Dating her? Not even a dog would do that.

[Target successfully locked. Start simulation?]

As the system notification sounded, Lin Chuan crushed the milk carton, held it up with one hand, narrowed his eyes, aimed at the trash can, and launched a standard three-pointer!

The crowd cheered... Well, there was no cheering, only the crowd scrambling to board the bus after it arrived at the station.

"Make up? There was never any deep-seated hatred between us."

"It's just a rejection after confessing your feelings, what's the big deal? Our country is still waiting for us to go and contribute to production and construction."

"How can we, ambitious young people, indulge in these romantic entanglements!"

Lin Chuan sneered. He was indeed very angry when he was "humiliated" by his childhood sweetheart. He thought it was the greatest disgrace in his life, a mark of humiliation that he could never wash away.

But he doesn't think that way anymore.

The maturation of a boy into a man often only requires one woman. After experiencing the ups and downs of fate, looking back, he realizes that the unconventional emotional journey of his childhood, which he thought was full of hatred and passion, was at best just an emotional anchor point for reminiscing about his youth.

Thanks to his romantic experience last night, Lin Chuan had a sudden realization.

What is the experience of being dumped and the loss of face? Nothing can compare to the happy smile of the person you care about.

The two boarded the bus one after another with the crowd. Although it was only early morning, there were many people going to work nearby. Lin Chuan glanced around and found that there were basically no empty seats.

Only one person remained next to Jiang Yao: a cool, academically gifted girl buried in her books, exuding an icy aura that kept strangers at bay.

There were two boys standing nearby, but they looked at each other and, being shy teenagers, felt a strange sense of shame and were too embarrassed to sit down.

Lin Chuan chuckled, fully embodying the principle of "brothers share the hardship," and quickly ran to sit down next to Jiang Yao.

"There are no seats available, so we'll have to trouble you to stand guard for us."

Lin Chuan gave Zhou Bo a helpless look, then hugged his schoolbag, squinted his eyes, and began to rest.

I stayed up all night and felt refreshed at the time, but now that I've had breakfast and the bus is swaying, a strong sense of sleepiness is washing over me. My eyelids feel like little fighting figures, and I just want to close them immediately.

A soft snore began, and as the bus braked, Lin Chuan's body started to sway from side to side.

"A treacherous fellow who forgets his principles for the sake of beauty..."

Zhou Bo shook his head helplessly, pulled on the latch on the beam, and swayed his body rhythmically.

……

Simulating the future usually takes several hours and requires a quiet atmosphere, so Lin Chuan wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he took the opportunity to replenish his mental energy.

Eighteen minutes later.

He was awakened by Zhou Bo's shoving motion.

When he opened his eyes, Jiang Yao was looking at him with embarrassment and anger, clutching a wad of tissues tightly in her hand.

"Huh? Have we arrived yet? How come it's so fast?"

Lin Chuan got up groggily, glanced at the crowd surging at the school gate outside the window, and scratched his head in annoyance.

I have an exam today. Can I keep up this state?

Ouch, my head hurts.

Jiang Yao walked past him expressionlessly, just like the US and Russia during the Cold War, not wanting to have anything to do with Lin Chuan.

"You just now..."

As the crowd disembarked, Zhou Bo hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"Could it be that my sleeping posture was too alluring, causing you to have inappropriate thoughts?"

Lin Chuan grinned, carrying his backpack on his shoulder with one hand, and mingled into the student group with his best friend.

"It's nothing..."

Zhou Bo shook his head. He originally wanted to say that you just fell asleep on Jiang Yao's shoulder and drooled all over her clothes, but then he thought that they used to be childhood sweethearts. Although they had some conflicts in the past two years, it was not a big problem and this was nothing to mention.

"Alright, you go to your prestigious family, and I'll go to my menial job as an outer disciple."

"We'll meet again sometime, let's chat again when we have time."

As Lin Chuan stepped into the school gate, he waved casually. Although Zhou Bo was a bit slow-witted, he was actually quite good at studying and was a direct disciple of the top class, just like Jiang Yao.

Unlike him, who was just an art student doing odd jobs.

"Review? Review my ass!"

"Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are determined by fate; seven parts depend on hard work, and the remaining one hundred and forty-three parts are determined by destiny!"

"Do you even know what the 'value' of gambling means?"

As soon as Lin Chuan approached the classroom, he saw the unique routine of the handymen's class: the students who came to the front to make threats.

When asked, it turned out that none of them had reviewed anything.

As soon as the exam was over... damn it, you were secretly studying behind our backs again.

This is the cutthroat competition among college entrance exam takers.

"Wow, our great artist is here so early today?"

Seeing Lin Chuan enter, a classmate chuckled and joked. Their class was a standard special admissions class; students either studied art, sports, or, like Lin Chuan, pursued music or screenwriting.

Anyway, the main thing is that they're all a motley crew, and none of them are things to study properly.