Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 534 Another Qingming Festival
Seeing that Lu Yuanqiu was facing this way, Zheng Yifeng asked, "Have you written the lyrics yet?"

“…You’re so annoying, no.” Lu Yuanqiu replied blankly.

For the past two weeks, Zheng Yifeng asked the question once a day, like a human machine, as if those few words had become a fixed program input into his brain.

Liu Wangchun exclaimed, "Oh! You can even write lyrics? You're a lyricist!"

Lu Yuanqiu ignored her sarcastic remarks.

Bai Qingxia turned her head and looked over. Lu Yuanqiu lowered his eyes and met her gaze. Bai Qingxia then straightened her head and looked up at the night sky. The moon hung high in the sky, as if it were her reflection in a mirror.

"Have you sorted out the clothes you're wearing for holding up the sign?" Lu Yuanqiu asked Bai Qingxia.

This was something Liu Wangchun and she did together, since they were both holding up signs and it just so happened that they were both getting custom-made clothes.

Before Bai Qingxia could speak, Liu Wangchun interjected, "It's all settled. Xiaxia's dress is just like a wedding gown; it's absolutely gorgeous."

"White?"

“Yes.” Liu Wangchun rested his head on his arm and continued, “Long Liandong and we chose the same store. We happened to be ordering clothes at the same time, and the three of us ordered together. She did it on purpose and chose a black dress, but the style was the same as Xiaxia’s.”

The sizes are definitely different... Lu Yuanqiu silently added in his mind.

Yes, yes, a comparison of black and white.

Lu Yuanqiu smiled. He once thought that girls were like animals, and he also thought that Long Liandong had the same temperament as a black swan. If Bai Qingxia was a white swan, then Long Liandong was a black swan.

The more I listen to this sports meet, the more it sounds like two girls putting on their battle gear and preparing for a final showdown...

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanqiu looked at Bai Qingxia and found that she was just staring blankly at the sky. Lu Yuanqiu followed her gaze and looked up, and asked her, "Is there Chang'e on the moon?"

Bai Qingxia shook her head; what she was actually looking at was the moon from two years ago.

That night, only she and Lu Yuanqiu lay on the playground.

"Drip drop~"

Zheng Yifeng's phone rang, and he reached into his pocket to take it out.

Su Miaomiao: Are you all going back to Lucheng tomorrow?

Zheng Yifeng: Yes, I'm going back to my second uncle's hometown to pay respects at his grave.

Su Miaomiao: What time is your train? Let me give you a ride.

At eight o'clock the next morning, in room 401, the Taoist priest's words stunned the other three people in the room, who stared at him blankly.

The middle-aged man asked in disbelief, "Little Sheep, are you saying... your parents have both passed away?"

As the Taoist priest put on his baseball cap and tidied his long hair, he smiled calmly and replied, "Yes."

His tone was relaxed.

Fingel swallowed hard, turning to look at the other three. Lu Yuanqiu also stared at the Taoist priest in surprise. After spending more than half a year together, they only just learned that Xu Siyang's parents were both gone. Lu Yuanqiu remembered that when the new students joined the group, the Taoist priest had mentioned that his mother was gone, but he was really surprised that his father was gone too. He also remembered the photo of the Taoist priest with his father, which the Taoist priest had placed on the bookshelf in a very conspicuous position.

The Taoist priest explained, "My mother passed away when I was three years old. My father died two years ago from excessive smoking; he developed late-stage lung cancer, which was incurable."

Lu Yuanqiu thought of Xu Siyang's Taoist robe, which smelled strongly of smoke, and looked up at him, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

The uncle patted Xu Siyang on the shoulder without saying anything. Xu Siyang smiled at him, pushed his suitcase, and went out: "I'm leaving now."

"OK, bye."

"Take it easy on the road, little lamb."

The middle-aged man glanced at the Taoist priest's retreating figure as he went out, then returned with a complicated expression. He silently began packing his belongings, looking somewhat depressed.

"Life is unpredictable, so we should be happy every day," Fingel suddenly muttered, looking up at the other two in the dormitory with an optimistic smile.

Lu Yuanqiu: "It's good that you have this kind of awareness, senior."

Fingel laughed, then suddenly seemed to remember something and said to Lu Yuanqiu, "Do you remember my junior classmate? That girl, she cut her wrists again a few days ago, I heard it from a friend."

Lu Yuanqiu asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why? The matter with Zhang Yiquan hasn't been resolved yet?"

The older man also looked over.

Fingel shrugged and spread his hands: "Who knows? I don't dare to ask. I messaged her privately last time to ask if she was okay, but she didn't reply. Sigh... We used to get along really well. She was a cheerful girl and pretty too. I don't know how she turned out like this."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, unsure what to say, then closed it again. He found it hard to understand why these young people were always so dramatic. Kids these days live such good lives, eating well, dressing well, and easily having access to things his wife and children wouldn't have access to in five years. Why can't they just enjoy life? If dating isn't fun, then they shouldn't date.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sorry for Xu Siyang, so he took out his phone and sent Xu Siyang a message saying "Drive carefully on the road".

Lu Yuanqiu sat in the dormitory for a while, and at nine o'clock, he became the second person to leave the dormitory.

The three met up with Bai Qingxia downstairs in the girls' dormitory. After waiting for a few minutes, Su Miaomiao also arrived. The hem of her long dress rippled with her steps, making Zheng Yifeng take a few more glances.

The temperature in Zhucheng has been close to 20 degrees Celsius these past few days. Su Miaomiao's style of dressing is always to wear skirts rather than pants. If the weather is a little cooler, she will wear a long skirt. There are many styles of skirts, but she will always wear a pair of stockings on her legs. The skirt hem falls above her ankles, revealing half of her slender calves. Overall, she looks gentle and elegant.

Bai Qingxia had already bought clothes for spring and autumn, but unfortunately, Lu Yuanqiu hadn't taken her to buy them.

That makes sense, though. Lu Yuanqiu's sense of style for girls this age is still stuck in high school. The clothes he chooses are at best suitable for an average girl, but they don't match the kind of clothing and style that someone like Bai Qingxia should have...

Bai Qingxia has grown up and blossomed. Lu Yuanqiu's old-fashioned aesthetic can no longer match her natural beauty, just like Lu Tian, ​​who has a high school diploma, can no longer teach Lu Yuanqiu his junior high school homework.

She is getting closer and closer to her original Snow White identity, but it will take Liu Wangchun to make her look like a princess.

Lu Yuanqiu increasingly felt how lucky Bai Qingxia was to know Liu Wangchun—this warm-hearted, carefree, sometimes brainless, but kind-hearted fashionable rich woman.

During this time, Liu Wangchun would take every opportunity to teach Bai Qingxia how to use various serum skincare products.

I taught her how to apply face masks, how to apply the simplest makeup while maintaining a pure and innocent look, how to make flexible choices in clothing, and some tips on using a curling iron to make every strand of hair more delicate.

(End of this chapter)