Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

Girls' dormitory.

Lin Qingxue sat on the upper bunk.

The dormitory lights are already off.

But the other people in the dorm were still happily discussing the interesting things that happened that day.

Lin Qingxue did not participate in the discussion.

She opened the small desk on the bed and turned on a small nightlight that had been fully charged in the classroom.

She looked up and glanced around.

The bed was fitted with a dark-colored bed rail, which was breathable but not light-transmitting.

This will not affect other people.

Of course, neither nightlights nor bed rails were sold in the school store.

The argument is that students are discouraged from studying after evening study sessions, as it affects their sleep quality and physical health.

But Chan Kin-kei bought it for her from elsewhere.

She accepted it.

Lin Qingxue remained silent, head down, and reached for her schoolbag, intending to take out her notebook.

But after searching for a long time, I still couldn't find it.

Lin Qingxue's heart skipped a beat.

Just then.

The bed railing was pulled open by the person in the next bed.

Through the dim light of the nightlight, the face of a chubby girl came into view.

Lin Qingxue was slightly taken aback.

"What's wrong, Liu Yun?"

A rustling sound arose.

Liu Yun suddenly reached out and handed over a somewhat worn notebook.

"Qingxue, what's wrong with you today? You usually carry it with you every day, but you didn't even realize you left it after school. I called you from the desk behind me, but you didn't hear me."

Lin Qingxue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thanks."

Liu Yun glanced at the nightlight and offered some advice.

"Hey top student, don't push yourself so hard. With your grades, you can get into any school you want. Don't torture yourself."

Lin Qingxue nodded: "Yes, I know."

After she finished speaking, she placed the notebook on the desk and opened it.

The top was covered with countless lines of text.

The part owed to him:

[I owe 300 yuan for my bed railing, school badge, and supplementary textbooks.]

Ayan owes 1200 for accommodation.

[Ayan's food expenses average 12 per meal, currently x53]

...

[Partially repaid]

[Tutoring sessions are priced at 80 yuan per session; 15 sessions have been completed.]

[Breakfast included 3 x 10 times]

...

Lin Qingxue picked up her pen, her hand hovering over the 53 on the food expenses, about to cross it out and change it to 54.

But suddenly, she remembered what happened in the cafeteria today.

Li Wenyan didn't eat that meal in the end.

Lin Qingxue moved her pen and crossed out "bring breakfast" on the page, changing it to "11 times".

suddenly.

The bed shook for a moment.

Liu Yun actually unzipped the bed railing and squeezed her plump body in with some difficulty.

Lin Qingxue did not refuse and even moved the small desk a little to make it easier for the other person to come in.

Liu Yun was often teased because of her plump figure, both in class and in the dormitory.

She didn't really pay attention to the other people in the dormitory.

Lin Qingxue, on the other hand, is too cold-hearted. She rarely talks to anyone except when she is studying, and she would never speak ill of others.

Two people with little social interaction unexpectedly became quite close friends.

Lin Qingxue was also willing to chat a few more words with Liu Yun, who was not very shrewd.

"Qingxue, they're all talking about what Chen Jianji did today."

As Liu Yun spoke, she glanced at the notebook on Lin Qingxue's desk.

That long IOU, and the piecemeal repayments below it.

Liu Yun chuckled softly.

"Qingxue, why are you still holding this grudge?"

"After the college entrance exam, why don't you just get together with Chen Jianji?"

"Look at what he did for you. He's much more efficient than those people who either talked the talk but didn't walk the walk, or who just sent flowers and food."

"At least Chan Kin-kei put in the effort and could see what you needed, so I feel like you didn't lose out."

"and..."

Before she could finish speaking...

Lin Qingxue lowered her eyes and interrupted.

"I don't want to think about these things right now. At this stage, I just want to finish my studies and take good care of Ah-Yan."

Liu Yun paused, just about to bring up Li Wenyan's matter.

Although he looks gentle and refined, his grades are not bad either.

However, Liu Yun saw that he had been in contact with Lin Qingxue several times.

This man was more focused on controlling and draining Lin Qingxue.

What kind of man would let a woman accept gifts from her suitors to support him?

Is it selfishness or a mental disorder?

Seeing Lin Qingxue's attitude, Liu Yun swallowed her words, which were on the tip of her tongue, and simply patted her shoulder.

"That's true, you're the top student in the whole grade, and you're beautiful too, so there's no need to rush. That Li..."

"Well, once you get into a good university, there will be plenty of high-quality guys to choose from, so there's no rush, really no rush."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. You should go to sleep early too, I'm so sleepy."

Liu Yun laughed awkwardly and, using both hands and feet, laboriously climbed back up, finally thoughtfully zipping up the bed rail.

Lin Qingxue lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long while.

Of course she knew what Liu Yun wanted to say.

Since Ayan transferred here last semester, she has heard some gossip.

But Lin Qingxue was not affected.

Ah Yan just couldn't accept it for a while, but she really didn't do it on purpose; she also needed to use Chen Jianji.

She believed that Ah Yan would understand and would soon return to normal and get better.

Lin Qingxue took several deep breaths.

But I still feel a lingering sense of unease in my heart.

Even their beautiful eyes were filled with restlessness and fatigue.

Suddenly, Lin Qingxue subconsciously reached out and picked up the diary she had bought with all her living expenses just before the convenience store closed.

She stroked the exquisite patterns and the scrolling keypad.

Then he picked up his pen and gently turned to the first page.

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