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

The crowd gradually dispersed from the classroom.

Liu Yun also walked to the side of the podium.

She looked at Lin Qingxue, who still kept her head down and remained silent even after school.

Liu Yun hesitated for a while before cautiously asking the question.

"Qingxue, do you want to go back together?"

Lin Qingxue seemed to only then come to her senses.

Her long hair still covered her face, and she gently shook her head.

"You go back first, I'll go back after I finish this problem."

Liu Yun also lowered her head.

I saw Lin Qingxue pick up her pen and place it on the blank page of her new workbook.

Which question are you referring to?

Liu Yun didn't know what to say for a moment.

It took him a long time to finally manage to utter a single sentence.

"Then you should go home early. You haven't washed up yet, and the lights will be turned off if you stay out too long."

The words had just been spoken.

Liu Yun clearly saw Lin Qingxue pause in the hand holding the pen.

She belatedly realized what was happening and quickly covered her mouth.

Ah! What is that deadmouth saying?

Mingming Qingxue was unhappy all night because she was told that she smelled bad!

Isn't she just adding fuel to the fire?!

"Um... Qingxue, that's not what I meant."

Liu Yun quickly waved her hand and explained.

At this moment, the classroom was completely empty except for them.

Lin Qingxue finally raised her head.

Liu Yun was stunned.

Lin Qingxue's expression had calmed down.

Her pale face was slightly flushed, and her eyes were red and bloodshot.

"It's alright, you can go back now."

"Huh? Oh..."

Liu Yun responded instinctively.

Until they walked out of the classroom.

She hadn't even realized what was happening yet.

What's wrong with Qingxue?

Have you been crying?

Liu Yun blinked blankly.

How is that possible?

But what just happened was actually happening right in front of me.

In her memory, Lin Qingxue was always aloof and quiet, and she didn't like to bother others.

He is resilient, has clear goals, and works very hard.

This person...cried?

......

After Liu Yun left.

Lin Qingxue was the only one left in the class.

She stared blankly at the exercises on her desk, but found herself unable to concentrate on any of them.

She gently closed the workbook.

Then he slowly got up and picked up his backpack.

Turn off the lights and close the door.

He also left the classroom.

She didn't go back to her dormitory, but went straight to the convenience store.

"Hello, I'd like to buy a box of hair ties."

"Oh, that small box costs five yuan."

"And this...and this..."

...

The shopkeeper looked at Lin Qingxue carrying various items and asked in confusion.

Towels, cups, pillowcases...

"Hey classmate, I know you. You're a senior in high school, right? Why are you only buying so many daily necessities now?"

Lin Qingxue handed over her meal card and said calmly.

"The old one is worn out and needs to be thrown away."

"Oh, I see."

The boss nodded in realization.

"Okay, that'll be 180 in total."

"it is good."

After paying the bill, Lin Qingxue slowly walked back to the girls' dormitory carrying a large bag of things.

The lights were still on.

They were discussing trivial matters in the dormitory.

"Hey, did you guys hear what the boys said?"

"It seems like they're going to inspect the dorms tomorrow."

"Huh? Who's going to check? I hope no boys will come?"

"Probably not, our homeroom teacher is Ms. Huang, so it should be the teacher who came."

"I see..."

Zhang Xinyi huddled on her bed, staring angrily at her phone screen.

[Rose Girl: What's going on in your boys' dorm? Are they really going to inspect the dorms?]

[Rose Girl: Hey! I'm talking to you!]

She tossed her phone aside with a cold expression.

That jerk is ignoring everyone!

She kept a straight face, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Lin Qingxue walking into the dormitory.

The other person had no expression on their face, as if they were ignoring the surrounding discussions.

He was just carrying a big bag of things.

He got into his own bed, spread out his things, and made room for a large bag.

Then I started to collect the things that were originally on the bed and put them into plastic bags one by one.

Zhang Xinyi was somewhat confused.

What's wrong with her?

He seemed to sense her gaze.

Lin Qingxue paused in her movements.

She turned to her side and calmly zipped up the bed rail.

The dark gray bed railing completely enveloped her bed.

Not a single trace can be seen anymore.

Seeing this, Zhang Xinyi blinked, then couldn't help but pick up her phone and send another message to Chen Jianji.

[Rose Girl: Your class monitor is acting a bit strange tonight.]

Drip!

Zhang Xinyi paused for a moment.

They actually replied!

[The young man chasing the wind: Miss, I'm very busy right now, I don't have time to deal with others.]

Zhang Xinyi was so angry that she wanted to bite her teeth.

[Rose Girl: You don't reply when I ask you questions, but you reply instantly when I mention her, right?]

[Chasing the Wind: No, I just happened to be checking my phone and saw your post, so I replied! Don't slander me!]

Zhang Xinyi pursed her lips, tapped her fingers, and edited the message.

[Rose Girl: Hehe, do you think I believe you?]

After sending the message, I waited for quite a while but there was no reply.

Zhang Xinyi was even more furious.

Get lost! Now they're not even pretending anymore!

......

Boys' dormitory.

Chen Jianji looked at the phone in his hand, and his lips twitched.

It's not that he didn't want to reply, his computer just shut down automatically halfway through typing!

"Zhang Zilian, does my phone's other battery still have power?"

"Brother Ji, it's sports meet today, the classrooms aren't even open, how can we recharge?"

Zhang Ziliang replied while mixing his storybook into a pile of study materials.

"You went to evening self-study so early by yourself, didn't you pay for it?"

Chen Jianji shook his head helplessly: "I forgot too."

As he spoke, he looked around.

"Do any of you have anything else you want to throw away? I'll take it with me."

Liu Hai looked up from the bed in surprise.

"Brother Ji, this is the first time you've voluntarily thrown away trash. You used to run away whenever you could, why are you being so righteous now?"

Zhang Ziliang glanced at the bag at his feet.

Before he could even speak, he was met with a deadly smile from Chen Jianji.

Zhang Ziliang immediately changed his tune.

"Brother Ji has always been so kind-hearted. He even said he'd cover the dormitory cleaning for the remaining two weeks!"

"Oh? Really?"

Even Zhao Yong couldn't help but sit up.

Seeing that Zhang Ziliang still wanted to speak.

Chen Jianji glared at him.

"You're talking nonsense! When did I ever say that!"

"Do you have any trash? If not, I'll go throw it away myself!"

Liu Hai shook his head.

"I don't have it."

Chen Jianji looked at Zhao Yong.

Before he could speak.

Chen Jianji looked at his shy expression and patted his forehead.

"Alright, I was presumptuous."

"I'll go by myself then, and I'll take out the dorm trash while I'm at it."

As he spoke, he picked up the plastic bag at his feet and the garbage bag from the dormitory.

He left the dormitory directly.

They walked until they reached the trash can downstairs in the dormitory building.

Chen Jianji first threw away the garbage bag.

Then stand still.

He looked down at the other plastic bag he was holding.

The contents of the transparent bag could be seen through the streetlights below the dormitory building.

He would shamelessly borrow pen refills and erasers from Lin Qingxue, but he would never return them, claiming he had lost them and bought new ones for her. In reality, he would secretly keep them for himself.

And sometimes, when I return to my seat after playing ball, I'm covered in sweat.

He kept the whole pack of tissues that Lin Qingxue handed him, even though he hadn't used them all.

There are also notes with annotations on the wrong questions.

There was also a sticky note he secretly passed to someone during class, which received the reply "Pay attention in class".

Snapped!

The plastic bag has a hole in it.

A notebook fell down.

Chen Jianji snapped out of his daze and bent down to pick it up.

It was a well-worn, yellowed notebook that had been used up long ago.

He vaguely remembered that when he first used this notebook, he finished his homework and handed it in without writing his name in the notebook.

He even deliberately went up on stage to wipe the blackboard, getting his hands covered in powder.

He smiled and asked Lin Qingxue to help him write down his name.

The delicate handwriting that had delighted him for an entire day was now reflected in Chen Jianji's eyes.

But I found it rather glaring.

He clenched the notebook tightly and threw it back into the bag.

Then he slowly raised his hand and released it.

Bang!

A soft sound.

The entire bag landed perfectly in the trash can.

......