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Chapter 47 One after another
The air in the classroom was stuffy, and the sound of students chatting mixed with the hum of the electric fan made the temperature in the classroom rise like a microwave oven.

In the morning, everyone quietly seized every minute to study. However, with the return of students who had been absent, those who had been sitting in the classroom for a month could no longer bear the loneliness.

Tomorrow we'll be taking the exam, and our three-year friendship is coming to an end today. Everyone is filling out yearbooks and chatting enthusiastically.

Only a few people wanted to take advantage of this time to consolidate their own abilities, and Yang Xingyue was one of them. After all, her goal was to be in the key class of the Experimental Middle School, and she would not let her guard down even if she received Ai Liang's affirmation.

Unlike Yang Xingyue, who ignored her surroundings and focused on doing practice problems, Yue Qihua was not so calm.

Since the morning began, a steady stream of love letters had been delivered to her by other classmates.

Some were given to her, some to Yang Xingyue, and some even to Ai Liang.

After obtaining Yang Xingyue's consent, Yue Qihua wrapped the love letters that others had given to the two sisters in a plastic bag and threw them all into the trash can.

The love letter to Ai Liang was stuffed into his desk drawer.

Perhaps influenced by the classroom atmosphere, Yue Qihua felt very irritable, but she couldn't play games with her friends as usual.

Although Yue Qihua really wanted to talk about what had happened recently, she suppressed the urge.

She and Ai Liang could ignore the exam, but Yang Xingyue and Ma Yu couldn't. They couldn't drag others down with them just because they were bored. They would have plenty of time to chat after the exam, so they should just bear with it for now.

That's what Yue Qihua thought, and that's what she did.

Fortunately, Ai Liang's arrival relieved her anxiety a lot. She didn't know why, but perhaps it was because she had a partner who also didn't need to worry about the exam.

"Ai Liang, look at your desk drawer." Yue Qihua pointed to the desk.

*Snap*, the crisp sound of a pencil lead breaking came from ahead.

Xingyue, now is not the time to think about those kinds of things. If you slack off now, you'll regret it to death if you don't make it into the same class in high school!

After fiddling around for a bit, Yang Xingyue suppressed her urge to turn back and bent down again to immerse herself in the sea of ​​questions.

Judging from their behavior, Ai Liang knew what was inside the desk drawer. In fact, when he entered the classroom, he noticed several subtle gazes peeking at him.

Ai Liang reached out and pulled out a handful of love letters.

It's true that everyone considers Ai Liang and Yang Xingyue a couple, but that doesn't mean they don't have their own little schemes; otherwise, there wouldn't be so many love letters.

After all, everyone knows how to use a hoe.

"Didn't you throw it away for me?" Ai Liang said.

"Do you want me to become the target of everyone's anger?" Yue Qihua said irritably, "That's your stuff, not mine, deal with it yourself!"

If it were a challenge letter from someone else, it wouldn't be a problem to just throw it away. The key issue is that she's not Ai Liang's girlfriend, so she has no right to handle love letters on her own.

Ai Liang knew that Yue Qihua was always very mindful of the boundaries in interpersonal relationships. What she just said was just a casual remark. It would be strange if she actually helped her throw it away.

Ai Liang didn't open the package. He asked Ma Yu for a trash bag, stuffed the love letters, arranged from largest to smallest, into it, tied it tightly, and then got up and walked to the trash can in the back row.

Seeing that Ai Liang was about to feed the girl's sincere feelings to the dogs, Ma Yu couldn't sit still any longer.

"Wait a minute! Xiao Ai, you're not planning to just throw it away, are you?" Ma Yu hurriedly grabbed him. "That's a love letter! Aren't you going to open it and even take a look?"

Ai Liang glanced at him and said, "You're the one who wants to see it, aren't you?"

"Hehe, look, it's a girl's heartfelt gesture, we should respond properly." Ma Yu had only said half of his sentence when he felt as if he was being locked onto by a gaze full of resentment.

It's obvious where this gaze is coming from.

Ma Yu gave an embarrassed smile, put away his gossipy thoughts, and buried his face in his textbook.

Yang Xingyue then turned her attention back to the test paper on the table, but she just couldn't get into the zone.

She stared blankly at a difficult problem, her mind filled with the faces of the girls who had written love letters to Ai Liang that morning.

Yang Xingyue shook her head vigorously, trying to banish those faces from her mind and focus her attention on the exam paper.

"Ai Liang, someone's looking for you!"

*Snap*, the pen refill I just installed broke again.

Yang Xingyue opened the cap of the mechanical pencil, slumped onto the table in a huff, and stuffed three or four pencil leads into it.

Ai Liang had just opened the novel when she heard someone outside looking for her, so she had no choice but to get up and leave her seat.

He couldn't pretend he didn't hear the voice that the person at the door deliberately raised. Last time Gao Jiajia came over, it was this same person who helped him shout.

Ignoring the gossipy gazes of her classmates, Ai Liang stood in the corridor again, sizing up this unfamiliar classmate.

Are you free after school this afternoon? I have something I want to tell you.

The girl said, blushing.

Familiar location, familiar words, familiar plot.

What, you want to be hung at the classroom door too?

Ai Liang gave a professional smile and said, "Sorry, I might not be free this afternoon. Let's talk here."

The girl was stunned for a moment when she saw Ai Liang's smiling face.

No, wasn't Ai Liang always expressionless?! Could it be...?

The girl had one of the three great illusions of life, her heart rate rose again, and her wheat-colored cheeks instantly flushed.

She looked back at her close friends who had come with her, somewhat bewildered.

Ai Liang smiled! Keep it up!
You've got a chance!

Hurry up!

The girl understood the look in her best friends' eyes and mustered up her courage to say, "Um, did you read the letter I wrote to you?"

Before Ai Liang could answer, she shouted, "I like you!"

"I'm sorry," Ai Liang replied before she could finish speaking.

"Eh?"

The girl was stunned for a moment. She was just preparing herself to wait for a reply when Ai Liang poured cold water on her expectations and extinguished them all.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'm going back to my studies."

Ai Liang asked if the other person had anything else to do, but she had already walked to the classroom door.

"It's okay."

The girl answered mechanically.

Ai Liang nodded and went straight back to her seat to pick up the novel and start reading.

The group of onlookers in the class also shifted their focus back to the people around them, continuing their lively chatter. Some of the clowns even started betting on how many people Ai Liang could kill that day.

Outside the classroom, the girl's three best friends were comforting the victim, each offering their own words of comfort.
"Sigh, weren't you prepared to be rejected?"

"It's okay, it's okay, just consider it as not leaving any regrets about this relationship."

"Eight-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged men are plentiful. Don't be sad, that kind of genius isn't right for you."

"Hey, he's the Frog Prince, what the hell is a toad?"

"Is it still a toad with eight legs?"

The group chattered away as they returned to their own class, their conversation veerging off-topic and leaving the person in question out of sight.

"Waaah, you guys were the ones who encouraged me to confess!" the girl, who hadn't even cried after being rejected by Ai Liang, cried out with a sob in her voice.

With that, her eyes reddened, she caught up with the group of "plastic besties" ahead.

Inside the classroom.

"You refused?" Ma Yu asked, sticking his head out.

"Ah."

Ai Liang gave a soft "hmm," as if to say, "Why not refuse this kind of thing and save it for the New Year?"

Everyone's mindset is not on the same level, and Ai Liang has no intention of becoming a young stay-at-home dad.

"Xiao Ai, you need to be mentally prepared. Quite a few people have already come looking for you this morning."

As Ai Liang picked up the novel again, Ma Yu said with schadenfreude.

As Ai Liang pondered the meaning of Ma Yu's words, the voice of the troublemaker came again: "Ai Liang, someone is looking for you!"

Are you playing a hat trick? The first group just left and the next group arrived. Did you guys come in a queue to confess your love?
Ai Liang felt no joy or pride at the confessions from a bunch of girls. He just regretted coming so early. If he had known this would happen, he would have stayed home and read novels until the class meeting started.

This time, Ai Liang didn't smile; instead, she walked to the classroom door with her usual expressionless face.

It's better not to stay in the classroom.

Looking at the shy girl in front of him, Ai Liang thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)