We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"Holy crap, guys, this is juicy gossip!" Yang Kun pushed open the door, his voice low. "During the second period of evening self-study today, Old Zhong was suspected of arguing with someone in his office!"

"Who is it? How dare they?" Zhao Feng asked.

"I don't know. The students near the office heard a 'get lost' sound, but they didn't dare go out to check," Yang Kun said helplessly. "It was probably a teacher."

Upon hearing this, Wang Rui put down his phone and glanced at Li Mubai, who was no longer reading "Pride and Prejudice" but instead reading "The Little Prince".

"Wang Rui, is it possible that you're not getting your book back?" Zhao Feng suddenly asked.

"Pretty much, didn't Old Man Zhong say we'd get it after the college entrance exam?" Wang Rui said helplessly. "Never mind, I'll just buy a new copy of 'Dragon Raja,' it's not expensive anyway."

"Why don't you go ask Lao Bai for it? You see, Lao Bai went and got it back," Zhao Feng said casually.

"Li Mubai wasn't in the classroom watching, so it's really unfair that he got caught." Wang Rui smirked. "I was caught red-handed, so I have nothing to say."

"Did Old Man Zhong take all your books?" Yang Kun interjected.

"Wang Rui, Lao Bai, and another girl's books were confiscated, but Lao Bai's have already been returned," Zhao Feng replied.

After listening, Yang Kun nodded thoughtfully and did not reply.

"Please be aware that the temperature difference is quite large this week. It's the rainy season, so it's easy to catch a cold or fever," Jiao Yong suddenly reminded them.

"Thank you, Brother Yong. You really know how to care about your roommate. I'd be willing to bend over for you even if it meant sticking my butt out in the air," Yang Kun replied immediately.

"Get out." Jiao Yong felt a chill. "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold or fever and infect me."

"What does that mean? Does it mean there's no love left?" Yang Kun feigned sadness.

"Disgusting, Chicken Bro." Zhao Feng also looked disgusted.

Snapped!

The dormitory lost power, plunging the room into darkness. A light drizzle was falling outside the window, though there was no more thunder.

Are Wang Rui and Li Mubai studying without the desk lamp on today? Zhao Feng looked in their direction, but it was still completely dark.

"Hurry up and get to sleep, brothers. If you fall asleep now, you can barely get seven hours of sleep." Jiao Yong's voice came from the darkness.

"Sleep! Sleep!"

Zhao Feng lay down and covered himself with the blanket. Although it was raining, the dormitory room was still a bit stuffy, so he lifted the blanket a little more and it was cooler now.

I closed my eyes. The dormitory was quiet. The sound of rain outside the window was like a lullaby. I should go to sleep early; I have to get up early to study tomorrow…

"Students, it's time to get up! Tidy up your belongings and let's begin the day's lessons."

Zhao Feng struggled to get up, still half asleep, but then thought, "Never mind, I'll just lie here a little longer..."

"Still sleeping? It's already 6:40!" Yang Kun's voice came from the edge of the bed, accompanied by a few rapid pats.

"Holy crap!" Zhao Feng woke up with a start, rolled over and sat up, hurriedly put on his clothes, glanced around and suddenly stopped. Li Mubai's quilt was piled up messily on the bed, all crumpled up, but Li Mubai was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Lao Bai? Why isn't the blanket made?" he asked, puzzled.

The dormitory was empty; everyone else's beds had been made up, leaving only him and Yang Kun there.

"I don't know." Yang Kun glanced at the messy bed. "Maybe he forgot to fold it. I'll fold it for him. You go and wash up."

In the dormitories of Pingyang No. 6 Middle School, the quilts must be folded neatly. The dormitory manager will check and score them every day, but they don't need to be folded into perfect squares.

Yang Kun folded Li Mubai's messy blankets a little.

Zhao Feng quickly brushed his teeth, then splashed some water on his face, dried himself with a washcloth, returned to his seat, put on his shoes, and slung his backpack over his shoulder.

"Let's go!" He gestured with his chin toward Yang Kun.

Zhao Feng glanced around the dormitory one last time, making sure the floor was clean and the blankets were folded before closing the door.

"Sigh—" Zhao Feng finished his steamed bun in a few bites, let out a long sigh, "It's time for early reading again. Is your class going to stand up?"

"Those who are sleepy should stand in the back row, and those who get caught should too."

"Damn it! Class 18 has to stand up!" Zhao Feng cursed under his breath.

"Who made that demand? Is there no law? Is there no justice?"

The law? Old Zhong's class rules are the greatest law, Zhao Feng thought to himself. He parted ways with Yang Kun and went upstairs alone, entering through the back door of Class 18.

He subconsciously glanced at Li Mubai's seat, after all, he only knew two people in Class 18: Li Mubai and Wang Rui.

Wang Rui took a nap at his desk before the morning reading session, while Li Mubai's seat remained empty.

"Did she go to the bathroom? But I can't see her backpack either. What's going on?" Zhao Feng was completely confused. Lin Xinle, who was sitting behind Li Mubai, had her backpack, but she wasn't there.

"Take out your listening practice materials. We'll continue practicing this morning." The English class representative stood on the podium, speaking weakly and listlessly, with the weariness typical of students.

Before the listening comprehension test, Lin Xinle rushed back. She quickly wrote a few words on the edge of the blackboard and then ran down.

Zhao Feng looked up and saw the message: "Leave of absence requested on August 15th, Li Mubai."

When the lunch bell rang, the students, who were already prepared, rushed out of the classroom.

"Shubao, are you waiting for Li Mubai today?" Deng Yi asked, leaning closer.

"Mm." Xie Shu nodded slightly.

"Okay, then Qiuhe and I will go first." Deng Yi glanced at Chen Qiuhe, who had already walked out of the classroom, quickly said goodbye, and followed her.

"Let's go, Qiuhe, let's go to the cafeteria for lunch together."

"Huh?" Chen Qiuhe was puzzled for a moment, then chuckled dryly, "Well, Xiao Dengzi, I'm going back to the dorm first, why don't you go ahead?"

"..." Deng Yi's face stiffened. "Alright, busy, everyone's busy, it's good to be busy."

It seems she'll be all alone in her senior year of high school...

Ten minutes passed, and most of the students who were supposed to leave had already gone. Xie Shu carried her schoolbag and walked upstairs. Although Li Mubai had said last night that he had an umbrella, well... she was gradually getting used to it anyway.

The students in Class 18 still sat in the classroom to study without fail. After the class division, there was a comparison, and this time the average score of Class 3 was higher than that of Class 18.

Perhaps this is because of the lack of work-life balance. She walked to the railing and looked at the drizzle outside...

"Come on, let's go eat! We'll be too late if we wait any longer!"

A voice came from behind, but Xie Shu didn't turn around. Li Mubai should be able to tell that it was her back.

Footsteps rustled past behind me, one, two, three... and then gradually faded away.

She glanced down at her watch. Three minutes had passed. Was he busy today?

A very light footstep approached from behind; if Xie Shu hadn't listened carefully, he would have barely heard it.

coming?

"Hello," unexpectedly, it was a girl's voice, polite and courteous, "Are you waiting for Li Mubai?"

Xie Shu turned around, and Lin Xinle was standing a few steps away.

She nodded slightly, without any other expression.

"Li Mubai took the day off today," Lin Xinle said.

"Are you asking for leave?" Xie Shu frowned slightly. "Personal leave or sick leave?"

"Sick leave? I don't know the specifics," Lin Xinle shook her head.

"Okay, thank you." After saying that, Xie Shu turned and walked towards the stairwell. She didn't go to the cafeteria, but headed towards the dormitory.

Lin Xinle stood there, watching Xie Shu's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, and sighed inwardly, "The love of the rich is so complicated, unlike me, who only wants to make money and study."

She withdrew her gaze and slowly walked towards the cafeteria. What should she eat today? She was getting tired of always eating at the cheapest stall.

Instant noodles are actually quite good; they contain meat, eggs, and vegetables, providing a balanced diet, and they're also inexpensive.

With that thought in mind, her steps quickened.