Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 46 The vacation is over
After Shi Feng and Xia Qinian left, He Jun glanced at Gao Bin.

This guy was pretending to be asleep at first, but he ended up actually falling asleep.

He Jun had no intention of waking Gao Bin; he only wanted to use Gao Bin as a pretext to meet with Shi Feng and Xia Qinian.

"Get ready to get yelled at."

He Jun reluctantly put his headset back on: "Hello?"

"He Jun! You..."

He Jun quickly took off the headset he had just put on and leaned against the window of the hospital corridor, admiring the beautiful scenery in the flower bed.

"Yes, it's my fault."

"you're right."

I know your difficulties.

"It's on me this time."

He Jun would occasionally pick up his headset and give a generic, all-purpose answer to avoid the other party realizing that he wasn't actually listening.

As long as people are not on the same wavelength, they will definitely be able to understand and empathize with each other.

This is the truth he has come to understand over the years.

He felt that the other side had almost finished cursing, so He Jun picked up his headset and put it back on.

"Don't forget you're He Jun now, not Xia Qiyuan! This soul transfer technology still has many flaws. If you don't want to be locked in a lab all day being studied, then you'd better stick to playing He Jun!"

"You dare to use it on me if it's flawed?"

"The grass on your grave is already waist-high!"

"Ten whole years. It must be exhausting to play someone else all the time." Xia Qiyuan lit a cigarette, but then remembered he was in a hospital and had to give up.

"Being tired is normal. Being tired proves that you are still alive. Only dead people don't get tired."

"You sound just like an old capitalist. Be careful you don't get purged." Xia Qiyuan puffed on his cigarette, savoring the aroma of the tobacco. He didn't used to smoke, but he had developed the habit later.

"Stop talking nonsense and come back right now."

"I know. I just wanted that idiot to know I'm still alive. He's already found out about the masked man. If we don't do something about it, he might come after the Thousand-Faced Man tomorrow."

Xia Qiyuan watched the two leave, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"If I had known he was so determined, I should have kept my ashes and sent them to him. I guess there are very few people in the world who can understand the feeling of scattering my own ashes."

Upstairs, Xia Qiyuan listened to the person cursing and swearing through his earpiece, while downstairs, Xia Qinian and Shi Feng started arguing.

"So when I told you last time that Master was still alive, you didn't believe me at all?" Shi Feng watched as Xia Qinian's lips twitched from time to time, clearly holding back his anger.

"Who would believe your nonsense? You said he was dead at the gym, but a couple of days ago in the interrogation room you said he was alive. It's a shame you weren't born in the same era as Schrödinger."

Xia Qinian wiped his red eyes, but still wouldn't let it go.

"Confidentiality agreement? You know nothing about that." Shi Feng opened the car door irritably. "Get in or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"Get out of here, get out of here right now, I'm going to spend the whole day at a bar."

Xia Qinian was in unprecedented high spirits; he was determined to drink himself into oblivion tonight.

Shi Feng was already used to his fickle temper.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, Shi Feng, you can't get angry at a hothead.

Shi Feng comforted himself, reversed the car and 'accidentally' knocked Xia Qinian to the ground, then swerved and sped away.

Looking in the rearview mirror at the hothead who was chasing after him and cursing him, Shi Feng felt incredibly pleased.

After driving for a while, Shi Feng arrived at the gas station. His car was low on gas, so he filled it up all at once to avoid forgetting about it again in a few days.

Just as Shi Feng was about to pay, he discovered that the several hundred yuan he had put in the armrest box for gas was gone, leaving only a note.

"I don't have money for a taxi, lend me a few hundred, I'll transfer it to you later."

Xia Qinian knew that he didn't like to use his phone to pay when he went out, and always used cash or credit cards.

Upon seeing the IOU, Shi Feng immediately understood that this guy must have seen that he was running low on gas on the way here and deliberately took the gas money to embarrass him.

No wonder he lingered in the car for so long before getting off.

Shi Feng crumpled the note into tiny pieces, his teeth itching with hatred: "Xia Qinian, don't let me catch you!"

June 2nd, afternoon, overcast.

Ai Liang, who hadn't been back to school for nearly a month, once again stepped onto the cobblestone path in the school garden.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and although it was only a little past one in the afternoon, it looked like six or seven in the evening. The school's motion-sensor streetlights were all on.

The sweltering air was pressed down by dark clouds, making it stifling and hard to breathe. A warm, gusty wind whipped up fallen leaves from the grass and also stirred up the school trash that the students on duty had been hiding in the grass.

Ai Liang did not look at the small, dilapidated house.

The person who helped him find books for leisure, who was always smiling and laughing, and who explained math problems to third-grade students is no longer here.

If I had been able to read Xu Zhihai's mind back then, could I have saved him from the Thousand-Faced Man?
After learning that Xu Zhihai was still the same Xu Zhihai who collected scraps, and that both cases were planned and executed by the Thousand Faces Man, Ai Liang asked herself these questions more than once.

Shi Feng and the others might think that Xu Zhihai deserved to die, but Ai Liang felt that he had already regretted it when he learned about the plan devised by the Thousand-Faced Man.

That poem is proof that he hoped someone could stop him.

Unfortunately, when it comes to making deals with the devil, humanity always loses.

Ai Liang looked at the familiar building from the foot of the teaching building, her thoughts filled with many emotions.

After graduation, I probably won't come back to this school again, except when I pick up my admission notice.

Ai Liang walked into the teaching building and into her familiar classroom.

After a month apart, those who had taken extended leave were having a lively discussion with those who hadn't.

The discussion mainly revolved around the quality of tutors, but a few honest students generously shared the practice test papers made by their tutors with everyone.

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it.

The practice test papers produced by each tutor had a similarity of over 60%.

The vast majority of cases involve different questions, but the same question type and solution method are still used.

The students who had been studying hard in class suddenly felt like they had found a treasure, and they all took out their phones to take pictures, intending to use this precious last day to carefully study the types of questions and related solutions.

Those who hired tutors but kept quiet secretly cursed those other people as idiots for making the test papers public, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the competition.

He ignored the various reactions of the people in the classroom.

Ai Liang sat down in her seat without saying a word.

"Hey, Xiao Ai, you're here."

On the eve of the exam, Ma Yu stopped using his phone to score points and instead focused on memorizing his Chinese textbook.

"Hmm," Ai Liang replied calmly.

"Um, Sister Hua, Xiao Ai hasn't changed at all. Are you two teaming up to lie to me?" Ma Yu tapped the table to attract the attention of the two people in front of him.

"Ai Liang, you're here." Yang Xingyue greeted him sweetly, trailing off her voice.

"No, why did you change back again?" Yue Qihua raised her eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you say you'd figured some things out? What, are you stuck on them again?"

"No, I'm just in a bad mood because I was recently set up by someone," Ai Liang said with a long sigh.

This move greatly surprised Ma Yu.

In the past, Ai Liang would never show any expression on his face no matter what happened. The fact that he would sigh proved that Ai Liang had indeed changed, and Yue Qihua had not lied to him.

Ma Yu immediately put his arm around Ai Liang's shoulder and asked with a grin, "Oh ho, were you tricked emotionally or financially?"

"A person's life was taken by a scheme."

"Hahaha, you've changed so much! You can even tell corny jokes now!" Ma Yu laughed, clutching his stomach.

After saying that, he patted Ai Liang on the shoulder.

"Phew, I almost believed it when Ai Liang looked so serious," Yang Xingyue said, clutching her chest.

"It's clearly you who's too stupid," Yue Qihua mocked her best friend without any politeness.

"No way! Ai Liang's words are just too true! Right, Ai Liang?" Yang Xingyue naturally couldn't argue with Yue Qihua, so she tried to get outside help.

Looking at the silent Ai Liang, Yang Xingyue suddenly sensed something was wrong. She cautiously asked, "Ai Liang, why aren't you saying anything? Are you really..."

Just as Yue Qihua and Ma Yu were also affected by the atmosphere and their expressions began to change, Ai Liang spoke up.

"Xingyue, you are indeed a bit stupid."

Ai Liang raised her hand to support her chin and smiled.

"Ugh, even you're bullying me." Yang Xingyue blushed and lightly slapped Ai Liang's arm.

Ma Yu chuckled twice and said, "Xiao Ai, you shouldn't joke around like that anymore. I almost believed it just now."

"You just haven't gotten used to Ai Liang's change in personality yet. You should get used to it in a few days."

"Sister Hua, wasn't your expression just now..."

"climb."

(End of this chapter)