"Are you sick?"
Chi Zerui found him inexplicable.
"Even if I had feelings for her, that's my problem. Why did you kill her?"
"She's already Yu Wenli's. How dare she try to seduce you, playing both sides? Doesn't she deserve to die?"
Chi Ye smirked, his smile cold and indifferent.
Chi Zerui: "..."
Good heavens.
Ever since his uncle was cuckolded by that little singer, he'd gone mad.
Madman.
"Say what you want. I'm not going to like her anyway. Stop trying to make matches for us."
Chi Zerui impatiently kicked the table.
"Anything else? If not, I'm off to race my car."
He was feeling very annoyed.
Chi Ye sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and stared with dark eyes at the retreating back of the young man.
"You'd better keep your word, or I will."
"Got it!"
Chi Zerui responded irritably.
Chi Ye withdrew his gaze and looked at the seat where Wen Tingxue had previously been sitting.
He had underestimated that girl.
With such a clean face, she could attract both Xiao Wen and A Rui.
If nothing happens, fine. But if something does, he would never let her off.
He crushed the glowing cigarette butt in the glass ashtray with great force, as if extinguishing some unwanted thought.
***
Friday evening's self-study was a physics exam.
Wen Tingxue's pen ran out of ink halfway through.
It kept cutting out.
It was quiet, so she couldn't easily borrow one.
She had no choice but to shake it vigorously, trying to make do.
What a lesson for always forgetting to buy pens.
This pen was being considerate, at least.
It should last her through the entire test.
Just as she was thinking this, it cut out again!
Wen Tingxue shook it twice in frustration, but it still didn't work.
She shook it twice more, and it still didn't work!
"Damn it."
The young girl couldn't help but swear. She only had a few questions left.
Could it just cooperate a little longer!
Wen Tingxue's temper flared, and she flung the pen upwards.
Wen Di, who was preparing lesson plans at the podium, noticed something flying out of the corner of his eye.
He looked up and saw Wen Tingxue angrily shaking her pen.
It must have run out of ink.
Wen Di smiled helplessly and casually picked up a black pen, intending to go over.
However, before he could step down from the podium, a gasp came from the back of the classroom.
A few seconds later, a series of gasps spread out in a radius around Wen Tingxue.
Wen Di: "?"
Wen Tingxue: "?"
Wen Tingxue: "!!"
Damn it!
She'd flicked all the ink onto Yu Wenli's body...
Her blue and white school uniform was speckled all over with the ink she'd just flung.
Lin Ling looked at Wen Tingxue's 'artwork' speechlessly, then turned her head and mouthed:
"You're finished."
Lord Yu is a germaphobe!
Who on earth would dare to draw on his back?
Seeking death!
My goodness, Lord Yu was going to be furious when he saw this abstract painting.
This stuff was hard to wash off.
And she had to wear it every day!
Fu Shilin, who was rolling dice to choose A, B, C, or D, heard the commotion around her and couldn't help but turn her head to look...
Holy crap!
What's going on? Did an abstract landscape painting sprout on her deskmate's back?!
Upon closer inspection, it was ink!
Who flicked it?
What kind of formidable person dared to flick ink at our Yu Ge?
Meeting Wen Tingxue's stunned gaze, Fu Shilin gave a very sincere thumbs-up.
A true warrior.
Even though Yu Ge treated her specially, she shouldn't be so reckless.
Dancing on a grave, actively seeking death?
Everyone knew that Yu Wenli was extremely particular about cleanliness, and the thing he hated most was getting his clothes or shoes dirty.
Before, people who deliberately caused trouble had met pretty miserable ends.
But... those people simply couldn't stand Yu Wenli's fastidiousness and deliberately dirtied his shoes.
This was a school uniform she wore frequently...
No matter how much Yu Wenli doted on her, he wouldn't easily let this slide.
Tong Jiayi smirked triumphantly.
She really was an idiot. She didn't even need to lift a finger; she just rushed headlong into her own demise.
***
Amidst the attention of everyone, Wen Tingxue remained in the posture of shaking her pen.
Her face, however, had become considerably paler.
She seemed to be stunned by fear.
She didn't even dare to say a word to him.
She was afraid he would be angry.
On Arbor Day, when only his shoes got dirty, he had changed his entire outfit.
Now...
Wen Tingxue bit her lip nervously, her mind no longer on the exam questions.
With the last stroke, Yu Wenli turned his head.
"Here, use this one for now."
The young man calmly took the pen from her grip and placed his own pen in her hand.
Then he turned and put the young girl's pen back in the pencil case.
Throughout the entire process, there was not the slightest hint of anger.
In fact, it was almost gentle.
"..."
The classroom fell into an eerie silence.
It seemed unbelievable that Yu Wenli could be so good-tempered.
Seriously!
That was Yu Wenli, the most fastidious person!
This must be fake!
He wasn't even angry?!
He wasn't even angry?!!
Tong Jiayi was about to explode.
Why?
Why did he break his principles for her, time and time again?!
Didn't she deserve his effort?
They had known each other for so many years, and she had even saved Chi Zerui!
And because of him, she had been targeted by Shang Ziqian and nearly lost her life several times!
Why couldn't he see her good qualities?
Tong Jiayi wished she could claw her own palm open.
She was unconvinced!
***
Wen Tingxue was also quite surprised. She knew he was a germaphobe.
Even when dealing with the excrement of the little ducks and Jiu Jiu, he would be fully geared up to his teeth.
Sometimes, if his clothes got a little smelly or dirty, he would insist on changing.
If it was more serious, he would just throw the clothes away.
But today... it was so strange.
She felt so flattered and overwhelmed.
Wen Tingxue clutched the pen he gave her, her mind a sweet, chaotic mess.
She didn't pick up her pen for a long time.
It wasn't until Wen Di walked up to her.
Wen Tingxue looked up, expecting him to reprimand her, as she had disrupted the classroom's order.
To her surprise, he said nothing. He simply placed a pen on her desk.
Then he left.
He... left?
What was going on?
Wen Tingxue stared at the pen on her desk, then at Wen Di's retreating back, feeling bewildered.
Lin Ling tugged at her clothes and said, "Awesome, my desk mate. Both the top student and Old Wen are so good to you.
"Oh, wait. Weren't you a student in Old Wen's class before? If he was so good to you, why did you transfer?"
"Oh~" Lin Ling suddenly realized, "Were you unbearable from lovesickness?"
Wen Tingxue: "I..."
Lin Ling immediately gave her a knowing look.
Wen Tingxue: "..."
***
"Help..."
Before she could finish speaking, a hand pushed her back into the water.
Seawater gushed into her nose and eyes.
The suffocation made every organ in her body ache.
Through the water surface, so close she could see it, she saw her cousin's triumphant, laughing face.
He pointed at her struggling desperately underwater and boasted to his brothers:
"It's fine! She's just a cheap life, she won't die. Who told her not to listen to me? I'm going to teach her a painful lesson today!
"Let her know that women should be obedient, or it's best to beat them to death!"
Someone, afraid of causing a fatality, tried to persuade him, but he remained indifferent.
"Don't worry, even if she dies, my grandmother won't do anything to me. Her parents don't want her, so who cares about her anyway!"
Wen Tingxue continued to struggle desperately. She didn't want to die.
At least not like this.
But no matter how hard she struggled, that hand could push her back down.
Her hope, her breath, her strength.
With his repeated downward pressure, they all diminished.
Finally, she was too weak to struggle and could only watch as the water surface receded further and further from her.
Her consciousness also began to blur.
"Help—!"
Wen Tingxue sat up, drenched in sweat, and realized it was a dream.
But it wasn't entirely a dream...
The night breeze swept in through the window, causing her to shiver.
Wen Tingxue fumbled for her phone to check the time.
Three o'clock in the morning.
The room was dark, with only a sliver of light from the window.
Wen Tingxue leaned against the headboard, exhausted, her gaze blankly fixed on the light on the floor. She still felt a deep sense of panic.
She couldn't help but want to call Yu Wenli.
As she thought this, her fingers had already unconsciously dialed the number.
By the time she came to her senses and hung up, the call had already been answered.
The response was incredibly fast.
One more chapter~ It will be available in the morning.