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On the return bus trip
The seat next to Lu Xing was empty. He scanned his surroundings and asked Hu Zhongzhong with confusion.
"Where's Wei Qingyu?"
Hu Zhongzhong took a look and also noticed something was wrong. The bus had already started, but there was no sign of Wei Qingyu!
It was the leading teacher who explained.
"The school leaders think very highly of Classmate Wei and want to have a good chat with her about her future development."
Lu Xing understood.
Isn't it just to say some nice things to Wei Qingyu, to make Old Man Wei donate money and buildings again!
Heh!
Do they really think Old Man Wei is a generous pushover?
Although the information Wei Qingyu gave was incomplete, Lu Xing could still deduce.
Old Man Wei must believe in fate.
To even find a master to calculate his own daughter's birth date. Truly something. Then if the mother's due date hadn't arrived, would he have insisted on a C-section?
And the name Wei Qingyu is very abnormal. Haicheng is by the sea, and in business, fortune favors those near water.
Just thinking about it, you know what it means. It was probably also calculated by a master.
(TL: "Qingyu" (青鱼 - Green/Azure Fish) Fish live in water, and water (Shui) is the classical Chinese element most closely associated with wealth, flow, and prosperity.)
Truly a psycho.
These rich people are really sick. They've done too many bad things and have become so superstitious.
Hu Zhongzhong saw that there was no one next to Lu Xing anyway, so he simply changed seats and sat next to him, asking mysteriously.
"Master Lu, are you thinking about Wei Qingyu?"
Lu Xing closed his eyes, placed his hands on his legs, and assumed a posture of peacefully falling asleep and refusing to communicate.
Hu Zhongzhong snorted, feeling that he had guessed right.
He thought about what Wei Qingyu had said when they came today. He still felt he should help her, right?
So Hu Zhongzhong asked in a low voice, "Master Lu, what do you like about Xia Yeshuang?"
"Think about it. Xia Yeshuang, that person, has a big temper and a high combat value. She's just a little prettier, but Wei Qingyu is not bad-looking either!"
"And Wei Qingyu is quite good to you now. Why don't you talk more with Wei Qingyu? Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely choose Wei Qingyu."
Lu Xing lifted his eyelids, glanced at Hu Zhongzhong, and let out a lazy laugh.
"You're being picky now?"
Hu Zhongzhong let out a silly laugh.
"Aren't I just being your strategist? In anime, a character like me is usually one who has seen through all the complexities of the world and has achieved great enlightenment. So damn cool!"
Lu Xing placed his schoolbag by his feet and hung a small white dog keychain on the zipper. He glanced at it and said slowly.
"I have my own rhythm."
'Great!'
'That sentence again.'
'Wait.'
In a flash, a spark of inspiration ignited in Hu Zhongzhong's mind.
Before, Lu Xing simped for Wei Qingyu, and she ignored him.
Now, Lu Xing is simping for Xia Yeshuang, and she is also very arrogant.
Hu Zhongzhong was enlightened.
Oh my god.
'Could Master Lu be a masochist? He just likes the kind that ignores him?'
Fuck!
Suddenly, Hu Zhongzhong felt that he had grasped the truth of the matter. Even the way he looked at Lu Xing was filled with philosophy(?).
He patted Lu Xing's shoulder with great sympathy. "You've worked hard."
Lu Xing closed his eyes, too lazy to deal with this psycho beside him.
He's really crazy, who knows what he's thinking about.
...
Today was a rare day.
Xia Yeshuang actually came to the classroom.
There was no helping it.
Ever since she didn't see Lu Xing in the piano room at noon, she had regretted agreeing to Wei Qingyu's request.
Fuck!
One afternoon, without Lu Xing by her side, she felt that even the food wasn't as delicious.
So annoying.
So Xia Yeshuang came to the classroom in the afternoon.
Xia Yeshuang lay on the desk boredly, blinking her eyes and staring at the hands of her watch.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
'Why isn't he back yet, ahhhhh.'
"Sis Xia, what are you looking at?"
Xia Yeshuang replied irritably, "I'm looking at how this hand is moving so slowly!"
During the holidays, it feels like the hands are flying.
Why does it feel like this hand is moving as slowly as a snail now!
The people around her heard that Xia Yeshuang was in a terrible mood and didn't dare to say any more.
No one was talking, which made her even more annoyed.
Xia Yeshuang fumbled and took out a small golden lion keychain from her bag.
She squeezed the little lion's face, then squeezed the little lion's stomach.
So cute.
Xia Yeshuang thought of Lu Xing's happy look when he received the small dog keychain, and the corners of her mouth also lifted.
'Lu Xing would definitely like the things she gave him!'
Hmph, hmph.
As Xia Yeshuang thought, her mood improved a lot, making the people around her stare dumbfounded.
'Wasn't she very irritable just now? Why is she suddenly smiling now?'
Damn.
So terrifying!
Besides Xia Yeshuang who was waiting, the others in the class were also waiting.
Tomorrow is the Qingming Festival.
A holiday!
The two words "Qingming" faintly drifted into Xia Yeshuang's ears.
"You have to be careful tomorrow. Don't run into a ghost!"
"Hehe, you're still afraid of this? Aren't you a materialist warrior?"
"It's better to believe it than not!"
Listening to the discussion around her, the smile on Xia Yeshuang's face completely disappeared.
Qingming...
Xia Yeshuang lowered her eyes, hiding a hint of loneliness, and murmured.
"It would be good if there really were ghosts..."
She could see her mother then.
When she was a child, she was too weak and was always wronged by her stepmothers.
She didn't know what to do, so she could only secretly run out and cry at her mother's grave. When she was tired from crying, she would sleep.
Xia Yeshuang thought.
At that time, her mother must have been pacing anxiously in heaven.
But now it's different.
She knows how to fight back.
No one dares to bully her anymore. She will make her mother rest assured.
But, but.
'Mom, I miss you so much...'
Xia Yeshuang buried her face in her arms, her eyes resting on the small lion keychain.
The others thought Xia Yeshuang was asleep and didn't dare to disturb her, only quietly lowering their voices.
When Lu Xing returned to the classroom...
This was the scene he saw.
The people in the class were almost all gone, leaving only a Little Goldie lying on the desk... sleeping?
'Impossible.'
'It's impossible to be sleeping.'
He understood Xia Yeshuang's habits. This person absolutely could not fall asleep lying on a desk.
'Then... she's crying?'
Lu Xing frowned and slowly walked to the seat in front of Xia Yeshuang.
He placed his crutch to the side, sat on the stool in the front row, and silently watched the slightly trembling Little Goldie.
'She really is crying.'
'Is that eighth-generation stepmother so powerful that she can make Xia Yeshuang cry?'
'Impossible!'
Countless possibilities appeared in Lu Xing's mind, and were then rejected one by one.
Staring at the second hand on Xia Yeshuang's watch as if in a daze, a few seconds later, a flash of inspiration struck. Lu Xing opened his phone and checked the date.
Tomorrow is Qingming.
He understood.
Little Goldie misses her mom.
It's not good for her to cry like this.
A person like Xia Yeshuang has extreme mood swings, but thankfully, her attention is easily diverted.
Lu Xing quietly placed a pack of tissues within Xia Yeshuang's reach.
Then he limped to the water dispenser, turned his back to Xia Yeshuang, and asked.
"Sister Xia! Are you awake!"
Hmm?
Xia Yeshuang, who was immersed in her own emotions, suddenly came to her senses.
Lu Xing is back!
She didn't want to look up, because her face was full of tears right now. It was very embarrassing.
"Sister Xia, do you want some water? Room temperature or warm? Forget it, let's have warm."
Hmm?
Xia Yeshuang felt that Lu Xing's voice seemed a little far from her seat.
She carefully raised her teary eyes from between her arms and saw Lu Xing's back as he got water from the water dispenser.
'Thankfully, thankfully.'
'Lu Xing didn't see.'
Xia Yeshuang took a tissue and quickly wiped the tears from her face.
"Oh man, I'm so thirsty. That stupid school didn't even give us a bottle of water."
Lu Xing stood at the water dispenser and drank three large cups of water. When he felt enough time had passed, he turned around.
Although Xia Yeshuang's eyes were red, her expression was already back to normal.
Lu Xing let out a sigh of relief.
'Maintaining the client's face is the professional quality of a professional simp.'
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