Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

[Back door of classroom - corridor]

Xie Wang leaned against the railing and sighed helplessly.

He recalled Lu Wen's self-satisfied voice message from last night.

This is probably what they call having good intentions but doing bad things.

Xie Wang unlocked his phone, opened Lu Wen's chat window, and felt a bit of a headache.

Even if Lu Wen meant well, saying it in that tone at this crucial moment is no different from a cold, abusive breakup in the girl's eyes.

He made a voice call directly.

"Beep...beep..."

It rang for a long time before being answered.

"Feed? You delusional brat?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded slightly tired but full of energy, with the sound of turning pages in the background:

"Calling me so early? I'm memorizing 'Abandon' right now! I've already gotten to a B! Isn't that awesome?"

Xie Wang cut to the chase:

"Lu Wen, do you know what's wrong with Lin Lu now?"

Lu Wen paused for a moment, his excitement instantly vanishing: "What's wrong?"

The other end of the phone went silent instantly, with only the sound of breathing remaining.

Xie Wang continued:

"She didn't do well on her mock exam this time, so Lao Wang called her in for a talk, and when she got home, her mother confiscated her phone."

"Your voice message from last night, telling us not to bother each other and to focus on our own things, came through at this time..."

Before Xie Wang could finish speaking, a loud "snap" sound came from the other end of the phone as a book was closed.

Lu Wen understood everything in an instant:

"I was too clever for my own good."

Xie Wang raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this.

Indeed, talking to smart people is much less effort.

Lu Wen's voice became unusually serious:

"I'm going there now. I know she can't listen to reason right now; what she needs is certainty."

"Wangzi, do me a favor. In ten minutes, have her look out the window."

"OK."

The phone hangs up.

Xie Wang put away his phone, a faint smile playing on his lips.

This is Lu Wen.

He may seem unserious most of the time, but he never disappoints when it matters.

He turned and went back to the classroom.

Su Qinghe was explaining the derivative problem to Lin Lu, his voice clear and patient.

Although Lin Lu's eyes were still swollen, her emotions had stabilized, and she was taking notes diligently.

Xie Wang pulled out a chair and sat down.

Senior year is long, and no one is allowed to fall behind.

Lin Lu sniffed and managed to draw the auxiliary lines for the problem straight.

Just then, a crumpled piece of paper landed precisely on the back of her hand.

Lin Lu was startled and looked up with teary eyes, only to see Xie Wangzheng resting his chin on one hand and pointing out the window with the other.

"Look outside," Xie Wang said.

Su Qinghe also stopped writing and gently reminded her, "Little Deer, look out the window."

Lin Lu paused for a moment, then subconsciously turned her head to look at the row of floor-to-ceiling windows on the left side of the classroom.

The senior class (1) is on the first floor, and outside the window is the school wall and a row of lush camphor trees.

At that moment, a person was standing outside the iron fence.

It's Lu Wen.

His usually meticulously combed hair was now a bit messy from the wind, and beads of sweat clung to his forehead, clearly indicating that he had driven all the way here.

He wore a simple white T-shirt, which made him look less frivolous and more youthful than he had ever seen before.

Seeing Lin Lu turn her head, Lu Wen didn't say anything.

He simply stood in the shade of a tree, took a deep breath, and then held up a sketchbook in his hand.

He turned to the first page.

The top was written in bold, penetrating strokes with the thickest marker:

【sorry】

Lin Lu's tears welled up again in a flash, but this time it wasn't because she felt wronged.

Lu Wen then turned to the second page, his expression unusually serious:

I didn't mean to push you away.

No matter what score I get, I only want Lin Lu.

Lin Lu covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling, her vision so blurred she could barely see the words.

Lu Wen turned to the last page.

There were no words on it, only a simple line drawing he made. Although the drawing skills were terrible, you could tell that it was a boy holding a girl's hand, climbing up the mountain together.

A line of small print was written next to it:

I'll be waiting for you at the end of our senior year. Take your time, don't cry.

After holding up the sign, Lu Wen put down his notebook, and through the iron bars and glass window, made an exaggerated face at Lin Lu, and made a gesture that said "I'm also trying my best."

In that instant, the dark clouds that had been hanging over Lin Lu's heart all night were blown away.

Looking out the window at the sweating fool, she finally stopped crying and started laughing.

She nodded vigorously, picked up a pen, drew a big smiley face on the draft paper, and stuck it on the glass window.

Lu Wen saw it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, flashed a bright smile, and gave Xie Wang and Su Qinghe in the classroom an "OK" sign.

"Alright."

Xie Wang withdrew his gaze, looked at Lin Lu in the front row who had finally regained her vitality, and a faint smile appeared on his lips:

"This kid, although he's usually unreliable, he's got a knack for sweet-talking people."

Su Qinghe's eyes crinkled into a smile as he picked up his pen again:

"This is what they call 'one thing subdues another.'"

Just then, Lu Yi, who had been lying in the back pretending to be dead, suddenly raised his head slowly.

He let out a sorrowful sigh:

"Swings inside the wall, paths outside; passersby outside, beautiful women laughing inside."

"Human joys and sorrows are not shared; I only find their noise annoying."

The classroom fell silent again.

With the crisis over, the worries of the young men and women gently settled in the early autumn breeze.

however.

This warm and inspiring atmosphere did not last long.

"Bang--!!!"

The back door of the classroom was kicked hard from the outside, making the desks in the last row shake three times.

The whole class was startled, and Xu You was so frightened that she leaned against Shen Hao.

Xie Wang frowned, his eyes instantly turning cold.