Young people's moods change easily. They may be depressed by the intrusion of outsiders in the last second, and be filled with joy in the next second because of a word from someone they care about.
Xu Tingbai said the food she cooked was delicious...
On the way home, Lin Qingle's steps became much lighter. Whenever he thought of the compliment Xu Tingbai said before he left, he felt light-headed.
Moreover, this good mood even lasted until the next day. When Lin Qingle bought breakfast at the intersection before going to school in the morning, he asked for an extra tea egg for himself.
"Qingle." When approaching the school gate, I met Jiang Shuyi and Yu Tingting who were eating breakfast nearby.
After that day in the library, she and Jiang Shuyi reconciled.
Lin Qingle greeted the two of them: "Good morning."
"Good morning." Yu Tingting adjusted her scarf. "It's so cold. My hands are red from the cold."
Lin Qingle said, "Then eat quickly and go back to the classroom quickly. I'm also very cold."
"Okay, this damn weather is really unbearable."
The three of them quickly finished their breakfast at the school gate. As they walked into the school, chatting and laughing, Jiang Shuyi suddenly stopped and greeted someone nearby.
"Good morning, Dai Rong."
Lin Qingle paused when she heard the name and looked over. Yan Dairong just happened to enter the school at this time, and when she looked over, her eyes also fell on her.
Yan Dairong looked at her coldly without saying a word, then turned and walked towards the teaching building.
Jiang Shuyi, who greeted her enthusiastically, was startled: "Huh?"
Yu Tingting's eyes widened suddenly: "Fuck, why is she so arrogant? She didn't even respond when you greeted her."
Jiang Shuyi said: "What happened to her today?"
Yu Tingting said: "What's wrong? She's just arrogant! The eldest lady is too arrogant to even greet ordinary people like us. Do you understand?"
Jiang Shuyi touched her nose, a little embarrassed: "She's not like this usually. When I greeted her before, she always..."
"I think she's just pretending. She greets me when she wants to, but not when she doesn't. Do you think she's as good-tempered as Yu Jiayou? She's just a blood relative to our school hunk, but they're not like each other at all."
Yu Tingting always hears the boys around her talking bad about Dai Rong. She has been unhappy with Yan Dai Rong for a long time, so she keeps talking about it whenever she finds any reason.
Jiang Shuyi stared at her and said, "Alright, alright, you are so loud and you are not afraid of being heard. Stop talking."
"What's wrong with hearing it?" Yu Tingting pursed her lips and asked, "Qingle, what do you think? Do you have the same feeling? Yan Dairong is just two-faced, right?"
Lin Qingle glanced at the man's back, and saw that he was two-faced... This reminded her of their conversation she heard at Xu Tingbai's house yesterday.
Yu Tingting: "Qingle, go ahead and talk."
Lin Qingle retracted his gaze: "I'm not familiar with her."
Yu Tingting: "Oh, you guys are really..."
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Since entering school, Lin Qingle's days at school have been peaceful and fulfilling. She likes this sense of peace very much, which allows her to study well.
But she didn't expect that the peace she loved would come to an end one day.
Originally, this day was just an ordinary Thursday for her. She returned from the teacher's office before the first evening self-study class.
The moment Lin Qingle entered the classroom, he had a strange feeling, because the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked over, either directly or covertly.
She didn't understand and subconsciously glanced at Yu Tingting, who was sitting in the first row, closest to the classroom door, but Yu Tingting avoided her eyes.
Lin Qingle was stunned for a moment, and looked at Jiang Shuyi not far away. She saw her eyes flickering slightly, and she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something to her, but in the end she lowered her head and said nothing.
Lin Qingle lowered his eyes to look at his clothes. They were not on backwards...
The class bell had already rung, so it was not the time to walk around freely. So Lin Qingle did not ask any more questions, but just sat back in his seat with some confusion.
After sitting down, she secretly used the reflective area at the bottom of the pencil case to illuminate her face, but her face was clean without any stains.
Lin Qingle put down his pencil case and glanced at the people around him.
At this time, everyone around her was doing their homework with their heads down, and no one looked at her anymore, as if everything that had just happened was just her illusion.
But maybe it’s just an illusion…
Lin Qingle didn't think any more about it. She picked up the pen on the table and prepared to start writing the test paper. But when she was about to put pen to paper, she found that the auxiliary lines before this question were drawn incorrectly. She put it aside because she couldn't find an eraser. Later, the teacher called her to the office to look at a few papers, so she put it aside.
"Chen Ning, can you lend me your eraser? I--" Lin Qingle lowered her voice, wanting to borrow an eraser from her deskmate, but she didn't expect that before she finished her words or stretched out her hand, her deskmate suddenly moved to the side as if she had been frightened.
My deskmate moved suddenly, and the chair legs and the bottom edge rubbed against each other with a sharp sound, which instantly attracted the attention of the whole class.
Lin Qingle's hand stopped in mid-air: "... What's wrong?"
Chen Ning seemed to be shocked: "Ah? Nothing, you, what did you say just now?"
Lin Qingle: "I said I lost my eraser, can I lend it to you?"
Chen Ning seemed embarrassed by his big reaction just now. He nodded and pushed the eraser over: "Here you go."
"Thank you..."
Lin Qingle picked up the eraser and erased the wrong auxiliary line. When he looked at everyone again, everyone had returned to normal.
She felt a little weird, but since the evening self-study class had already started, she couldn't say anything, so she could only focus on doing her homework.
But this weirdness has always existed, and she is very puzzled.
It wasn't until after the first get out of class that an uninvited guest appeared outside the classroom...
"Hey, Lin Qingle, are you doing your homework? Come out for a moment—"
Lin Qingle was sitting in the middle of the classroom. When she heard someone calling her outside the corridor, she turned around and looked over.
It turned out to be Zhang Yikun, who was leaning against the window and waving at her.
Lin Qingle didn't like him, and since she didn't know what this man wanted to do, she didn't intend to pay any attention to him.
"Lin Qingle, I'm talking to you, why don't you reply? Do you have any manners at all?"
"… "
Seeing that Lin Qingle was determined to ignore him, Zhang Yikun stopped talking nonsense with her and said directly: "Hey, is the thing we said on the forum true or false? Lin Qingle, it should be true, the newspapers at that time posted it. I didn't expect that you, a little girl, are so cruel, hiss... Don't say it, I'm a little scared now... Hey, hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"
Lin Qingle originally thought that Zhang Yikun must be here to pick a fight with her, so she should just ignore him, since he couldn't do anything to her anyway. But she didn't expect that he would mention some news newspaper...
Her heart skipped a beat and she immediately had a bad feeling.
"Lin Qingle, your father's name is Li Minshan, the one who killed someone?" Zhang Yikun spoke loudly so that everyone could hear him. He said, "I heard people say that you almost followed in your father's footsteps when you were very young. Is this true?"
Everyone was looking at her.
So that's how it is. The strange feeling she had felt since she entered the classroom was because of this incident.
Lin Qingle's face suddenly turned ugly. She hadn't heard about this matter for a long time. The nightmare that she thought was far away from her came back today in the way she feared most.
After that, she didn't know how she stood up from the chair. She was completely dazed while walking from her seat to the outside of the classroom. She only knew that she couldn't let Zhang Yikun shout so loudly anymore, and she wanted to stop him.
Zhang Yikun: "Finally you're out. Please satisfy my curiosity. Did you really want to kill the victim's family's child just because that family came to your house to make trouble?"
Lin Qingle looked at him and gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't..."
"But someone who knows the situation said that it's true. Your father killed someone, and later the victim's wife and daughter came to the house to make trouble. You were so young and you took a knife to kill the daughter. Wow... No wonder you are so fierce. It turns out that cruelty can be inherited."
"Don't talk nonsense! I said I wasn't going to... to kill her!"
"Okay... You didn't kill an adult, but it's true that your father killed someone. It was reported in the news."
"So, what do you want to say?" Lin Qingle felt extremely embarrassed in front of so many people. She tried to hold back and said, "You want to say something by digging these up? Are you going to insult me? Well, you've already done it. Can you leave now?"
"I dug it up?" Zhang Yikun was puzzled. "I just saw it on the Internet. I won't take the blame for it."
Lin Qingle stared at him intently, his eyes reddening frighteningly.
Zhang Yikun frowned: "Anyway, it's not me. Hey, don't talk nonsense in front of the teacher."
"Zhang Yikun!" Yu Jiayou came out of the classroom and stood between the two of them. "Stop talking nonsense and go back to your own classroom."
Zhang Yikun said lazily: "I'm not talking nonsense. Isn't it all on Tieba? Didn't you see it? Everyone in the school knows about it. This is a popular post."
Of course Yu Jiayou saw it. He didn't believe it at first, but after seeing the pictures in the news newspapers and the recollections of many people who were aware of the incident at the time, he had to believe it.
Yu Jiayou frowned and looked back at the girl behind him whose eyes were red but she hadn't shed any tears: "Qingle, you..."
Lin Qingle didn't let him finish his words. He turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor.
She walked quickly, through the corridor, and down the stairs... At that moment, her first reaction was to escape. She couldn't immediately convince herself to return to her seat calmly.
The fear of my deskmate, Yu Tingting's avoidance of gaze, Jiang Shuyi's hesitation to speak, and the strange looks from classmates...
Everything seemed to bring her back to her childhood in school...
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