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Occasionally, the two would stare blankly at the empty seat Lin Mo had left.

Lin Mo's stationery and books are still in the desk drawer. Li Qingran tidies them up twice a day, and she doesn't allow anyone to sit in that seat anymore.

The girls seemed to have lost touch with each other, and the three next door all seemed to have had conflicts, especially Jiang Wanfeng and Hu Yu'en, who almost always argued whenever they met.

However, recently... Jiang Wanfeng has lost interest in arguing, and when she meets Hu Yu'en, she just turns her head away blankly.

Chen Yajie, who always had a sweet smile on her face, saw the two arguing but didn't say anything, nor did she come to find Li Qingran or herself. She remained silent with a furrowed brow all day, becoming much more aloof...

Shen Yanxi remembered her warning to Lin Mo: his promiscuous behavior would only break the hearts of every girl he dated.

The current situation seems to involve more than just sadness...

"Ha...I have no right to criticize him either." Shen Yanxi gave a bitter laugh, gazing at the setting sun that had unknowingly arrived on the horizon.

I can't help but think of what Lin Mo said that day: he would take them to see the sunset again.

Is it still visible?

Or rather... now it's their sunset, and it's over.

Every time Shen Yanxi thought of such an ending, her heart ached.

She thought that as long as she said goodbye lightly that night, she could love and let go. She thought that as long as she killed Xixi, who loved Lin Mo, and left Shen Yanxi alone, things would naturally calm down.

The peace has returned, but the more peaceful it is, the harder it is to forget.

Shen Yanxi wanted to forget, but every time her gaze fell on his desk, she warned herself, "No, I can't think about him anymore..." She decided to treat it all as a test, that time would heal everything...

But Lin Mo always seemed to... subtly make her doubt his existence. Her life at the store, the inexplicably added air conditioner, bed... even water heater, and the messy employee benefits...

It gave her the illusion that Lin Mo was still protecting her and caring for her, but how could that be? After all, she wasn't the only one with these benefits; all the employees working at the store had them... That's what the boss on the phone said...

Lin Mo stopped coming to school. Qing Ran hid him from everyone, and even Qing Ran remained silent about everything concerning him.

He's definitely trying to wear everyone down; it's also a way to protect Qingran, to prevent her from being attacked by other girls...

However, Li Qingran's condition is also very strange...

Shen Yanxi secretly glanced at Li Qingran; the aloof girl's attention was entirely focused on her painting.

These days, Li Qingran would take a sketchbook and start drawing sketches after class.

The drawing includes puppies, anime characters, and a cute cartoon-style house, but Lin Mo is not in it.

Looking at Li Qingran's focused, even dazed expression...

Shen Yanxi's doubts reached their peak.

It seems that things are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

She took a deep breath and asked:

"Qingran..."

"Mm," Li Qingran replied without looking up.

"Lin Mo, are you still at your house? ... I just asked casually, don't mind it... I didn't mean anything by it."

The girl paused, leaving an ugly mark on the paper as she held the pen.

"I don't know," Li Qingran replied indifferently.

"Oh...okay, um, I was just asking, really, Qingran, don't be angry..."

Shen Yanxi said apologetically.

"Okay, school's over, I'm going home." Li Qingran stood up, pencil in hand. She hadn't attended evening self-study sessions since the start of the semester and would go home in the afternoon.

"Bye-bye~" Shen Yanxi waved with a smile, watching Li Qingran leave, her doubts growing deeper.

Where Shen Yanxi couldn't see, Li Qingran quietly turned to the last page of the draft book.

The names of several girls were written on it.

Jiang Wanfeng and Chen Yajie's names were both crossed out, and Li Qingran also drew an cross on Shen Yanxi's name.

The girl thought for a moment, then added a question mark to Jiang Wanfeng's name.

Where did he go?

"Let Qingran wait, let Qingran find her own world, but I really can't..."

"Without you, Qingran can't find anything."

He lowered his head, staring blankly at the railing for a while. After what seemed like an eternity, when he finally came to his senses, there was another person leaning against the railing.

Jiang Wanfeng.

In Jiang Wanfeng's eyes, there was an even deeper gloom than hers.

"You want to go home?" Li Qingran spoke first, which was unusual for her.

Jiang Wanfeng was startled, only then realizing that her former mortal enemy was beside her.

In the past, she might have snorted and given a curt reply.

But now, she just gave a flat "hmm," as if her soul and body had been drained.

"You got criticized by the teacher," Li Qingran said, referring to recent events.

This was because during a math class, the math teacher couldn't stand Jiang Wanfeng's constant daydreaming, and because her grades had been very unstable lately, so he criticized her by name. However, Jiang Wanfeng acted as if she hadn't heard him and just stood there in a daze. The teacher's angry voice echoed throughout the entire building.

"Really?" Jiang Wanfeng was taken aback again.

"Have."

"Oh, I didn't hear that."

Jiang Wanfeng casually agreed, then looked at her fingers, ignoring the special things that all students should do.

“My nails got long, and he used to cut them for me.”

“He prefers cutting his toenails,” Li Qingran said.

“I didn’t let him cut it,” Jiang Wanfeng continued, “but I really want him to help me right now…”

At this point, Jiang Wanfeng suddenly grabbed Li Qingran's arm, his eyes pleading, which stunned Li Qingran for a moment.

"I... I'm going to finish the things he left me... those little cakes, rice cakes, desserts, I always freeze them into ice cubes before eating them... I only lick a tiny bit each time, but I still have to finish them all, I ate the sour ones and the smelly ones... Do you have any left? If you do, could you share some with me, just a little bit, even the spoiled ones are fine, just a tiny bit, okay?"

Seeing that she remained unmoved, Jiang Wanfeng hurriedly took out his small wallet from his pocket and pulled out a few red bills...

"This, this is the New Year's money he gave me. He said I could use it to buy food. I'm asking you to buy some, could you give me a little bit? I don't have any money for myself, I'll give it all to you. You must have some at home, right? He must have kept a lot for you too... You're not as greedy as me, please share some with me, please..."

In her haste, Jiang Wanfeng hastily removed the gold bracelet from her wrist. Her hands trembled so much that she scratched them, leaving small bloody marks.

"Then, this, this is for you too... It was a gift he gave me..."

Jiang Wanfeng handed over the bracelet halfway, then suddenly pulled it back. "No, I can't give you this... This is all I have..."

"I didn't." Li Qingran shook her head, then simply took out her notebook and crossed out the uncertain question mark again.

"..."

"No, then how did you survive?" Jiang Wanfeng asked疑惑地, her beautiful brows furrowed. "How am I supposed to survive..."

Muttering to himself, Jiang Wanfeng turned and left.

Li Qingran watched the sunset for a while, then turned around and glanced a few more times at Hu Yu'en, who was lying on the desk in Class 1, seemingly doing something, before turning and leaving.

...

Night has fallen.

"Little girl, can I have these bottles and cans?" An elderly scavenger, carrying a large bag of trash, asked Jiang Wanfeng, who was also dragging a large bag of trash.

"Oh my, there aren't many kind young people like you these days, all this is so dirty..."

The old man reached out his hand to ask for it, assuming that Jiang Wanfeng had picked up the bottles specifically for them. He thought that occasionally, passersby would leave empty bottles or other discarded items for them.

It's quite rare to find someone who's collected such a large bagful...

"No." Jiang Wanfeng looked at him warily, clutching the snakeskin bag full of bottles and jars to her chest.

"What I found is mine."

"You, you can have your bag too." Jiang Wanfeng turned around and reached out to him, asking for it back.

The elderly scavenger: "......"

The old man cursed his bad luck. How come after sending away a little devil a few years ago, now a girl has come along, also wanting to steal his garbage-collecting business... Could it be that everyone knows the price of recycled glass bottles has gone up recently?

Are young people these days being forced to seduce him?!

Seeing him in a daze, Jiang Wanfeng quickly grabbed a bag of trash and ran away.

On the street, whenever she encountered someone with a beverage bottle, she would approach them and ask them what they were doing.

Most people would be shocked, but seeing Jiang Wanfeng's disheveled appearance and earnest eyes, a feeling of pity welled up inside them.

So even if there's only half a drink left in your hand, you'll drink it and give it to her. Some people even offer to pay her, but she won't accept it and only wants the bottle.

If she couldn't find any more bottles, she would wait at the supermarket entrance while the owner unloaded the goods. She would then eagerly watch the remaining cardboard boxes, and the owner, under that invisible pressure, would share some with her.

Then, starving, carrying a large bag of trash, I went to the recycling station to sell it.

Normally, from afternoon until nearly 11 pm, even though Jiang Wanfeng could make a lot of money because of her beauty, she wasn't very strong and couldn't carry too much. She could only earn about 30 or 40 yuan a night from selling junk.

Afterwards, she would go to a cake shop, a cake shop older than herself. When she was little, Lin Mo often came here to buy cakes. Whenever she got angry and scolded him and wanted to kick him out, Lin Mo would pick up trash to sell and come here to buy small cakes, which he would then take home and secretly put on her desk.

"Auntie, I want a strawberry flavor and an orange flavor too."

The proprietress gave a wry smile. "I've told you so many times, we don't have orange-flavored cakes here..."

"Why not? He likes oranges." Jiang Wanfeng frowned again, as if it were all a matter of course. "Can't you do it?"

"Oranges aren't good for making cakes... Auntie has been saving two strawberry cakes for you every day until this late."

"Those two strawberry ones," Jiang Wanfeng said dejectedly.

Accompanied by the electronic voice saying "Welcome...Thank you for your patronage" as the shop doors opened and closed, Jiang Wanfeng took advantage of the night and walked back down the path she usually took with Lin Mo.

The girl would hum a tune and then kick the air, as if Lin Mo were still beside her.

Walking home, Jiang Wanfeng stood at the door for a moment, then suddenly opened it as if she had been stealthily unlocking it.

"I'm back!"

"are u there?"

"This cake is for you. Hu Yu'en wouldn't buy it for you. Look how much I love you... I buy it for you every day, just like I bought it for you when you were little..."

"Picking up trash is so tiring... I want you to massage my legs. It's not that I want you to take advantage of me, I'm just really tired."

"Also, I've already finished the bento box you left me, and the dessert is almost gone too. Could you come back from Hu Yu'en's place? I won't scold her anymore, so please stop avoiding me..."

"Hmm? You didn't eat the cake from the day before yesterday? It's gone sour now, so I guess I'll have to throw it away..."

"The weather's been getting warmer lately, and I wonder if yesterday's... is still working..."

Jiang Wanfeng put down today's cake, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the spot on the table where yesterday's small cakes had been stored.

The small cakes that were originally placed neatly are now reduced to a small plate; the cakes have all been eaten.

Jiang Wanfeng will not eat them.

Who ate that...?

Chapter 173 Will it be him?

"Wanfeng?"

"Why are you so late coming home? You really worried your mother to death. I've been calling you for the past few days and you haven't answered."

Hearing the door open, Jiang's mother came out of the bedroom. Seeing her daughter looking dazed and confused, she quickly went over and waved her hand.

"Jiang Wanfeng, what are you doing? It's been so long since I've seen you, your mother doesn't even recognize you anymore?"

Jiang's mother took out a few wet wipes and wiped her daughter's cheeks and arms.

"Oh dear, you're all dirty! What have you been doing here...?"

The ecstatic joy in Jiang Wanfeng's eyes vanished abruptly upon hearing her mother's voice. She even felt a slight dislike for her mother's appearance at this moment, even knowing it was unfilial.

But compared to her mother, whom she hadn't seen during the Lunar New Year, she truly longed to see Lin Mo, whom she missed dearly.