The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

With nothing to do, Chen Zhi looked around and, finding no one passing by, secretly took out his phone, skillfully entered the password, and opened the encrypted photo album.

Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well review it.

Swipe your finger across the screen to open "Learning Materials," and scroll through the photos one by one.

To be fair, Pei Ningxue's legs are truly exceptional. Straight, white, and perfectly proportioned. If only she could wear black stockings…

"Is it pretty?"

A cool, clear voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Chen Zhi's fingers suddenly stiffened, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

That voice is so familiar.

Chen Zhi calmly turned off his phone screen, then casually slipped the phone into his pocket. The whole action was fluid and without a trace of panic.

He turned his head and looked at Pei Ningxue, who had appeared behind him without changing his expression.

"What's interesting?" Chen Zhi asked with a straight face. "I'm checking the time, figuring out when my shift will end."

Pei Ningxue, wearing a baggy school uniform, leaned against the doorframe of the classroom's back door, arms crossed. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, and she stared at Chen Zhi with a half-smile.

"Oh? You need to zoom in to see the time?"

Pei Ningxue took a step forward and whispered in his ear, "That photo from earlier, isn't it the one I sent you last week?"

Chen Zhi: "..."

Careless.

Why does this woman walk so quietly?

"Ahem." Chen Zhi coughed strategically, deciding to change the subject, "Why did you come out? Aren't you going to see a movie?"

"Too noisy," Pei Ningxue said calmly, her gaze still fixed on Chen Zhi's pocket. "Besides, I've already seen those."

"So what are you interested in?" Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow.

Pei Ningxue didn't speak, but simply stretched out a hand in front of Chen Zhi.

Her fingers were long and slender, and her nails were neatly trimmed and rounded, with a faint pink hue.

"What?" Chen Zhi feigned ignorance.

Pei Ningxue looked into his eyes.

Chen Zhi leaned against the railing, shrinking back and clutching his pockets tightly with both hands, determined to resist to the death.

"Old Pei, that's going too far. We're half-brothers, what's wrong with brothers keeping a couple of photos together? Don't you believe me?"

Pei Ningxue didn't speak, but her fair hand remained out in front of him, her fingers slightly curling twice.

The meaning was clear: Stop talking nonsense and give it to me.

Chen Zhi sighed, under the young lady's cold gaze.

He slowly took out his phone, and finally, with great difficulty, slapped it into her hand.

"Please delete it gently, leave it as a memento, okay? These are testaments to our three years of camaraderie."

Pei Ningxue ignored her.

She skillfully picked up her phone and waved it at Chen Zhi's bitter face.

"Click".

Face unlock successful.

Long, slender fingers swiped rapidly across the screen, finding the photo album entry.

Chen Zhi craned his neck to look, but she blocked his view completely by turning to the side.

Immediately afterwards, a heartbreaking sound of machinery was heard.

Select, select all, delete.

Clear recently deleted items.

Chen Zhi clutched his chest, feeling as if his heart was bleeding.

That's what he saved up for two whole years!

From that photo of their legs in their bedroom in the first year of junior high to the close-up in the computer lab last week, every picture records their unbreakable revolutionary friendship.

Now it's all gone.

Pei Ningxue is becoming increasingly wary; her messages automatically retract every ten seconds, making it impossible to find the chat history.

These are all items in stock; each one is one less available.

"Here you go."

Pei Ningxue threw the phone back into Chen Zhi's arms.

Chen Zhi caught the phone, looked at the empty photo album, and was heartbroken.

"Pei Ningxue, you have no heart!!"

Pei Ningxue glanced at him, a barely perceptible smile appearing on her lips, and turned to walk towards the back door of the classroom.

Only after her figure disappeared into the doorway did the grief on Chen Zhi's face vanish instantly.

He quickly looked down, his fingertips flying across the screen, skillfully opening an app disguised as a "scientific calculator".

Enter a complex function formula password.

The interface redirects.

A private photo album named "Study Materials" suddenly appeared.

Chen Zhi's lips curled into a smug, wicked smile.

mock up.

Trying to fight me?

Don't you know the saying "a cunning rabbit has three burrows"?

Only a fool would put a real secret in a regular photo album where anyone can see it.

He clicked on the first picture.

That was the first photo Pei Ningxue sent him in the first year of junior high school; it marked the beginning of their unbreakable brotherhood.

Chen Zhi clicked his tongue twice, preparing to scrutinize the details and offer a thorough critique.

"Is it pretty?"

A cool, clear voice came softly from behind my ear.

Chen Zhi was startled, and his phone almost slipped through the gap in the railing and fell downstairs.

He turned around abruptly.

Pei Ningxue had returned at some point and was standing less than half a meter behind him, arms crossed, staring at his screen.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with the words "I knew it".

Chen Zhi swallowed hard, trying to block the screen with his body, and chuckled dryly, "Well... I'm researching ergonomics."

Pei Ningxue ignored his nonsense, stepped forward, pinched the edge of the phone with two fingers, and gently pulled it away.

Two minutes later.

The private photo album is also empty.

The app disguised as a calculator was also completely uninstalled.

"It's clean now."

Pei Ningxue slapped the phone back against Chen Zhi's chest, and even thoughtfully straightened his collar, which had been ruffled by the wind. Her voice was gentle and tender, "Stand guard properly, squad leader."

After saying that, she left without looking back.

This time, he's really gone.

Chen Zhi stood in the wind, bewildered, holding his phone, which was cleaner than his face.

He pretended to be in unbearable pain, watched Pei Ningxue enter the classroom, and even pounded the railing twice in cooperation.

It wasn't until Pei Ningxue was back in her seat and began reading that he realized she had returned to her book.

Chen Zhi's expression changed instantly.

His grief vanished, replaced by a sly smile of triumph.

Ah, women.

You might have thought you could have imagined that there's something called automatic cloud backup, but you probably never expected it.

As long as you connect to WiFi, all photos will be automatically uploaded to the cloud drive.

Chen Zhi hummed a little tune, feeling great, as if the sunshine today was much brighter.

Just then, the back door of the classroom was pushed open again.

A petite figure walked out carrying several test rolls.

It's Li Zhiyi.

She walked up to Chen Zhi and whispered, "Chen Zhi, you go back to watch the movie. I'm here to relieve you."

As per the previously established rules, each person will stand guard for five minutes.

Chen Zhi put away his phone and casually ruffled Li Zhiyi's fluffy head.

It feels wonderful, so soft and fluffy.

"Okay, thank you for your trouble. If you see Old Mediterranean coming over, remember to cough."

Li Zhiyi shrank back as he rubbed her neck, her ears quickly turning pink, but she obediently didn't try to pull away.

Chen Zhi, with his hands in his pockets, was about to walk into the classroom when he suddenly felt someone gently tug at the corner of his clothes.

He stopped and turned around.

Li Zhiyi blushed, clutching a physics test paper in her hand, and pointed to the last big question: "Chen Zhi... this question, I can't do this question."

Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow.

He took the exam paper and glanced at it.

It is indeed challenging, but it falls within the category of typical challenging questions.

Logically speaking, given Li Zhiyi's current grades, she shouldn't be completely clueless about this type of question.

"This question is actually not difficult; the key is the force analysis."

Chen Zhi didn't think much of it, turned around and spread the test paper on the railing of the corridor.

He took the pen from Li Zhiyi and began drawing on the draft paper.

"Look, the slider moves on the conveyor belt, and first we need to determine the direction of the friction. There's a catch here: the conveyor belt's speed is variable..."

Chen Zhi was very focused when explaining the problem.

He leaned slightly forward, his profile appearing exceptionally clear and defined in the afternoon sunlight.

The two stood very close together because they needed to point out details on the exam paper.

Li Zhiyi was so close that she could clearly smell the pleasant scent on the boy.

It's the kind of lavender-scented laundry detergent we usually use at home, mixed with a refreshing minty shower gel scent. It's clean, like the fragrance of flowers just blooming in early spring.

Li Zhiyi's heart began to race uncontrollably.

Her gaze didn't even fall on the complex force analysis diagram.

She stared blankly at Chen Zhi's profile.

Watching his Adam's apple bob slightly as he speaks, watching his eyes intently focused on the question, watching the sunlight dance on the tips of his wispy bangs.

He was radiant.

Li Zhiyi is not good at expressing her emotions.

Before her was Lin Wanwan, her childhood sweetheart, bright and beautiful; after her was Pei Ningxue, from a prominent family, aloof and intelligent.

She was sandwiched in the middle, looking like a drab, ugly duckling.

She dared not express it, or even let her feelings be revealed.

But the Ugly Duckling also has its own little tricks.

She knew that Chen Zhi was good at science, and she also knew that although Chen Zhi was a sharp-tongued person, he was actually very patient.

So every time she takes a test or does practice, she deliberately leaves a few physics questions blank, even though she knows how to do them.

All for this moment.

In order to have a legitimate reason to call out to him.

In order to have a few minutes of his time to myself on this noisy afternoon.

In order to get so close, I could quietly listen to him explain the problem and then steal a glance at him.

"...Finally, use the work-energy theorem to set up an equation, substitute the data, and you can get the answer."

Chen Zhi's voice echoed in my ears.

Li Zhiyi didn't actually hear a single word; she was just greedily using the corner of her eye to trace the boy's outline, trying to etch this moment deeply into her mind.

"Hello, Li Zhiyi?"

A hand waved in front of her eyes.

Li Zhiyi suddenly snapped back to reality, hurriedly lowered her head, and stared intently at the exam paper.

"Ah...ah?"

Chen Zhizhi stood up and stretched.

"That's all. Do you understand now?"

He twirled the pen around and then handed it back to Li Zhiyi.

Li Zhiyi didn't dare to look up at him, she just nodded haphazardly, her cheeks burning as if they were about to burst: "I...I will. Thank you, class monitor."

Chen Zhi looked at her suspiciously.

Why is this girl's face so red?

Could it be that I explained things too profoundly and caused my child's CPU to overheat?

"Okay, that's good. If you still don't understand, ask me again after school."

Chen Zhi didn't dwell on it any longer. He waved his hand, turned around, pushed open the back door of the classroom, and went inside.

As the door was sewn shut, the pleasant smell was also shut out.

Li Zhiyi stood in the corridor, clutching the pen that still held the boy's warmth tightly in her hand. After a long while, she finally let out a long breath.

She looked at the question on the test paper, a question she had actually done countless times in her workbook, and a small smile appeared on her lips.

In the classroom.

The curtains were drawn tightly shut, with only the projector on the podium emitting a soft glow.

The speakers blared the sounds of intense fighting from the movie, and the entire class of over fifty students watched with great interest, occasionally letting out suppressed gasps.

Chen Zhi hunched over and returned to his seat.

Lin Wanwan was putting a peeled grape into her mouth when she saw him come back, so she peeled another one and handed it to him.

"How are you? Is it cold outside?"

"It's alright. As long as you have fire in your heart, anywhere can be Hawaii."

Chen Zhi took a bite of a grape, mumbled a reply, and turned his gaze to the big screen.

When the movie was halfway through and the climax was in full swing, with the protagonist frantically maneuvering amidst a hail of bullets...

"Bang!"

The front door was suddenly pushed open.

The loud noise startled everyone.

Li Jiahao rushed in, panting heavily.

He lowered his voice.

"Old Mediterranean is coming with the Dean of Students!"

The students, who were originally engrossed in the movie, suddenly erupted in chaos.

"Holy crap! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The student in charge of multimedia cut off the projector's power with the speed of someone who'd been single for over a decade.

The curtains were suddenly pulled open, and sunlight flooded back into the classroom.

The fluorescent lights came on.

Everyone seamlessly switched from moviegoers to middle school exam candidates within three seconds.

Each person held an exam paper in their hand, their brows furrowed, their pen hovering as if pondering a difficult question concerning the fate of humanity.

Chen Zhi even wrote several formulas on the blackboard.

The classroom door was pushed open.

The principal walked in with his hands behind his back, his shiny bald head looming over him.

Behind him followed the stern-faced headmaster.

The two men had sharp eyes, scanning the entire room.

What came into view was a deeply moving scene:

The students sat upright, their expressions focused, and a strong learning atmosphere filled the air.

Class monitor Chen Zhizheng stood on the podium, holding chalk in his hand, pointing to a function problem on the blackboard, his expression focused and serious.

The students below the stage sat upright, their eyes filled with eagerness and thirst for knowledge.

He nodded in satisfaction, then turned to the head of the teaching department and said, "See? I told you Class 3 has a good study atmosphere. Even when the teacher isn't around, they can still study on their own."

The head of student affairs pushed up his glasses. Although he felt something was off, he couldn't pinpoint the problem.

"It's really good."

Chen Zhi, who was standing next to the podium, put down the chalk, turned around, and put on the standard good student smile.

"Hello, Principal. Hello, Director. We are conducting intensive training for the high school entrance exam."

The principal patted Chen Zhi on the shoulder approvingly.

"Very good, Chen Zhi. As one of the top students in the school, you should continue to set a good example. There are only 100 days left until the high school entrance exam, and every minute is precious."

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!"

Chen Zhi stood ramrod straight, his voice booming.

The principal nodded in satisfaction, then walked away with his hands behind his back.

Only after the figure completely disappeared did Chen Zhicai let out a long breath and precisely flick the chalk stub in his hand into the chalk box.

"Safety."

A burst of laughter, as if the students had just escaped a disaster, erupted in the classroom.