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

When I returned to the classroom.

The once empty desks are now piled high with material.

That was a big gift package that the teachers of each subject distributed before Sunday—a total of eight test papers, plus two newspapers.

"Aa ...

Shen Hao slumped in his chair.

Lu Yi sat down next to him and added insult to injury with a chilling undertone:

"Accept your fate, Shen Hao. In this endless sea of ​​questions, we are nothing but drifting duckweed. The only things that are never finished are death and exam papers."

"Shut up!" Shen Hao shoved the test paper over his head.

Xie Wang looked at the pile of test papers on the table and couldn't help but exclaim.

Su Qinghe remained calm, and she sorted the test papers into categories:

"Xie, hurry up and write. We'll go out and play tomorrow after you finish."

……

[Evening Self-Study Session - 19:30]

Miss Chen, the English teacher, is on duty tonight.

Compared to Lao Li's oppressive aura, Miss Chen was clearly much more laid-back.

She sat on the podium, holding her phone, scrolling through a shopping app.

Front row of the classroom.

Xie Wang finished a math test and felt a slight soreness in his neck.

He turned his head and saw Su Qinghe beside him frowning at a difficult derivative problem.

The classroom was so quiet it made me a little sleepy.

Xie Wang, as if possessed, pulled a pair of Bluetooth earphones from his pocket.

He secretly connected to his phone, played "The Wind Rises" which he hadn't finished singing earlier, and then, taking advantage of Miss Chen's inattention, quietly handed the left earphone to Su Qinghe.

I gently touched her arm.

Su Qinghe paused, turned his head in confusion, and asked with his eyes: What?

Xie Wang pointed to the headphones, then to his own ears, and lowered his voice:

"Teacher Su, shall we listen together?"

Su Qinghe paused for a moment, then frowned slightly and silently mouthed:

Can't you focus on your work? The teacher will find out.

Xie Wang looked completely indifferent:

Teacher Su, listening to music can help improve efficiency.

Su Qinghe glanced at Miss Chen, who was engrossed in online shopping on the podium, and finally couldn't persuade her otherwise.

She reached out and took the white earphone, put it in her left ear, and then quickly covered it with her hair.

[Currently playing: The Wind Rises]

The familiar melody came through the headphones; it was the tune he had sung in the music room earlier, only now it was the original singer.

Su Qinghe tightened his grip on the pen.

Is this... what it feels like to be secretly in love?

So sweet.

……

The two of them each had an earphone, listening to music while doing practice problems.

When Xie Wang encountered a problem he couldn't solve, he would naturally come over and draw a diagram on Su Qinghe's draft paper with the tip of his pen.

Everything was so harmonious and beautiful.

until--

When Xie Wang reached for the eraser on the corner of the table, his elbow accidentally bumped into his phone.

The phone hit the bookend with a "thud".

Followed by.

The sound in the headphones suddenly stopped.

next second.

A system notification tone suddenly rang in my ears without warning:

Bluetooth disconnected.

Immediately afterward, before Xie Wang could react:

"I was once captivated by the vastness of the world—and also lost in its delusions—!!!"

That shout was absolutely deafening.

The soaring chorus instantly resounded throughout the entire Senior Three (1) class, even echoing back.

All fifty-odd pairs of eyes in the class turned around in a flash.

Even Shen Hao, who was sleeping in the front row, was startled and jumped up from his chair: "Holy crap! Is it getting windy?"

Su Qinghe: "…………"

For a moment, Su Qinghe's mind went blank.

Her face flushed bright red instantly, the color spreading all the way down to the base of her neck.

Social death.

Utter social death.

"Thank you, you presumptuous!!!"

She was filled with shame and indignation. Without thinking, she grabbed a workbook from the table and slammed it onto Xie Wang's arm with a "smack," her voice trembling.

"Turn it off now, you idiot!"

Xie Wang was also stunned by this sudden turn of events, and frantically reached for his phone:

"Damn... mistake, mistake..."

In his panic, he pressed the volume button several times before finally managing to press back the heart-wrenching message, "If you can't tell the truth from the falsehood, don't struggle."

The classroom returned to silence.

But this silence is even more terrifying than before.

On the stage, Miss Chen had already put down her phone and was pushing up her glasses, looking at them with a half-smile.

It’s over.

Su Qinghe closed her eyes in despair, thinking that she was sure to be criticized by name now, and might even have to write a self-criticism... Her lifelong reputation was ruined!

however.

The storm we were waiting for never came.

Miss Chen looked at the usually aloof and arrogant top student in the grade, who was now blushing and burying his head in his arms; then she looked at Xie Wang next to her, who, although looking embarrassed, still subconsciously turned to block the girl.

She remembered the couple novel she had just been shipping.

Miss Chen smiled like an aunt.

She cleared her throat, pretending not to hear anything, and simply tapped the table lightly.

"Um... it's okay for some students to listen to music to relax, but please be mindful of the volume and don't disturb other students doing their work."

"Also, if the Bluetooth connection is unstable, remember to use wired headphones next time."

The whole class: "Whoa—!!!"

This is blatant favoritism!

"Quiet! Do your homework!" Miss Chen glared at the noisy crowd, then lowered her head again to scroll through her phone.

……

[21:30 · School bell rings]

Even after the school bell rang, the heat on Su Qinghe's face hadn't completely subsided.

"Let's go, Teacher Su."

Xie Wang packed their schoolbags, then looked at his deskmate who was still pretending to be innocent, and couldn't help but reach out and poke her cheek, his tone both ingratiating and amused:

"Don't be angry, that was an accident."

Su Qinghe raised her head and glared at him fiercely, her gaze both cute and menacing, utterly devoid of any threat.

"Xie Wang, from now on, you are forbidden from taking out any electronic devices during evening self-study sessions!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."

Xie Wang smiled and pulled her up, naturally wrapping the scarf around her neck.

"To make amends, I'll be available anytime tomorrow, including meals, transportation, and tutoring, okay?"

The two walked out of the classroom side by side.

Although they experienced a tragic company death, but...

Sunday is here.