Rebirth 08: My Online Love Wife is a Cold and Aloof School Beauty

Chapter 112 Wu Xiaoxun's "Little Tricks"

By the time they finished eating, it was almost 9:30.

Zhang Wei devoured twenty skewers of mutton and two bottles of beer by himself, and even let out a burp on his way back to school.

Wang Yuan followed behind him, continuing to settle old scores.

He kept repeating the story of how you bumped into me and I bumped into you over and over again.

When the group reached the vicinity of the school, Wu Xiaoxun suddenly stopped and handed the white plastic bag in her hand to Lin Bei.

"Brother Lin Bei, there's also a box of sliced ​​cantaloupe in here. Take it back and share it with your roommates."

"For me?" Lin Bei looked at the fruit bag curiously.

He originally thought that Wu Xiaoxun bought it for herself.

Lin Bei took the plastic bag and said, "Let me take you home. It's not safe now that it's dark."

Wu Xiaoxun shook her head, her twin ponytails swaying from side to side: "No need, Brother Lin Bei."

"My school is just across the street, it's only a few minutes' walk away."

"You guys go back first, I'll be careful."

Before Lin Bei could speak, she took two steps back and turned to walk towards her school.

After taking a few steps, Wu Xiaoxun turned back and called out to Lin Bei, "Brother Lin Bei, remember to put on a face mask, otherwise your skin will peel."

Then, with light steps, they disappeared into the halo of streetlights.

Lin Bei originally intended to chase after her, but found that Wu Xiaoxun ran too fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He looked down at the bag of fruit in his hand, thinking that after military training ended in a few days, he would also bring some fruit to visit Wu Xiaoxun's school.

Wu Xiaoxun walked across two streets and turned into the school's side gate.

Then, she sat down on a bench downstairs in the dormitory building, took out her phone, and opened QQ Space.

She looked through the photos she had secretly taken while eating.

One of the photos shows Zhang Wei holding chopsticks, arguing with Wang Yuan.

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One of the photos shows Lin Bei holding a teacup and smiling beside her.

Another photo shows her taking advantage of Lin Bei's head being down while he was eating, tilting her head to steal a shot of them together.

Wu Xiaoxun chose the last photo that was the best, added another photo of the dishes on the table, and started editing her post.

The caption reads: "I had dinner with my favorite person tonight, it was so much fun!"

It was followed by a string of emoticons and a pink heart.

Wu Xiaoxun did not name her "favorite person".

But in the photo, she tilts her head and leans towards Lin Bei at just the right angle.

It's not an obvious group photo, but anyone who sees it can recognize who the boy in the camouflage T-shirt next to her is.

Click to send.

Wu Xiaoxun leaned back on the bench, held her phone screen in front of her, and stared at the post for a long time.

Then, a sly smile slowly crept onto his face.

She opened her friends list, found Song Qingning's profile picture, and confirmed that the other person's online status was "online".

Then, satisfied, he flipped his phone over and placed it face down on his knee.

"Is Sister Qingning probably in her dorm right now, lying down and scrolling through her social media feed?"

Wu Xiaoxun stood up from the bench, dusted off her skirt, and hummed "Beijing Welcomes You" as she walked towards the dormitory building.

In the night, the two ponytails swayed like two triumphant bows.

Song Qingning lay on her dormitory bed, her legs crossed and swinging back and forth. The light from her phone screen shone on her face, making her expression appear bright and then dim.

She was still wearing that cotton pajama set covered in Pikachu print.

Song Qingning habitually scrolled through her QQ space.

These past few days of military training have been so tiring. Every day after I get back to the dorm, I take a shower and fall asleep immediately. I hardly even touch my phone.

I'm finally feeling a bit better today, so I'm planning to catch up on all my friends' updates from the past few days.

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She scrolled through several high school classmates' complaints about military training and a few forwarded Olympic highlights.

There were also a few marketing accounts posting boring things like "Ten things college students must do".

My finger mechanically slid upwards on the screen, then suddenly stopped.

This is a quote from Wu Xiaoxun.

Nine pictures, accompanied by a line of text.

Song Qingning originally wanted to just swipe past it.

After all, Wu Xiaoxun's daily life consists of nothing more than posting selfies, showing off her newly bought dresses, and posting some incomprehensible Martian language moods.

But one of the profile pictures in the thumbnail looked familiar to Song Qingning.

She immediately used her thumb to tap and enlarge the thumbnail.

In the photo, Wu Xiaoxun is tilting her head and leaning towards a boy next to her.

Moreover, the angle from which the two are in the same frame is very intimate.

The boy was eating with his head down, his profile clearly defined by the light.

This is the face she has seen for over a decade.

Song Qingning continued flipping through the pages.

One of the remaining photos is a panoramic view of a table covered with kebabs and beer glasses.

In the picture, besides Wu Xiaoxun and Lin Bei, there are also Lin Bei's two roommates.

Judging from the arrangement of the bowls and chopsticks on the table and the angle of the photo, Wu Xiaoxun was sitting next to Lin Bei.

Moreover, it's there from beginning to end.

This wasn't a chance encounter where I just snapped a picture and left.

This is a whole meal.

Song Qingning slapped her phone on the bed sheet, sat up abruptly, and the towel slipped off her head and fell onto the pillow.

She gritted her teeth and muttered under her breath, "Fine, this Wu Xiaoxun!"

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"How dare they launch a sneak attack!"

Then, Song Qingning picked up her phone again and clicked on the post again.

She zoomed in on each photo and examined it closely, as if she were inspecting physical evidence at a crime scene.

No wonder Song Qingning felt a little uneasy while lying in bed and scrolling through her phone.

It seems like someone is up to no good behind the scenes.

Now it seems her sixth sense was right after all.

During the military training, Wu Xiaoxun was so tired that she would fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow every day, and she secretly ran to Linbei School.

She even had dinner with Lin Bei's roommates, took a group photo, and posted it on her QQ space.

Or what does it mean?

Isn't this post on my social media profile meant for her to see?

Otherwise, why would Wu Xiaoxun, an art school student, go to the entrance of Linbei School late at night to "bump into" him?

The two schools are separated by several streets; it would take at least ten minutes to walk between them.

Unless Wu Xiaoxun was taking a walk at Lin Bei's school.

Who goes for a walk across the school at night?

Nobody would believe it if I told them.

Song Qingning grew angrier the more she thought about it, so she immediately opened her contacts, found Lin Bei's number, and dialed it directly.

The phone rang several times before being answered, and Lin Bei's lazy voice came from the other end.

"Feed?"

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Why are you making phone calls so late at night instead of sleeping?

"Lin Bei," Song Qingning said in a low voice, clutching the pillow tightly in her arms, trying to make her tone sound like she was about to explode.

"Tell me the truth—did Wu Xiaoxun come to your school to look for you just now?"

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"No," Lin Bei retorted directly.

"Still trying to deny it." Song Qingning snorted. "I saw the nine pictures she posted on social media, including a photo of her with you and a photo of her eating with your dorm."

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"The two of you in that picture together, your heads are practically touching."

"They seem to be having a good time chatting."

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