Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

As the bell rang.

The students in the class also looked away.

She tidied her desk with rustling noises.

At the classroom door, Zhang Xinyi also jogged back.

Until the moment I walked into the classroom and was about to return to my seat.

She paused in her steps.

I saw two people, one tall and one short, facing each other.

The morning sun rose higher and higher.

A ray of light shone through the window, illuminating the two of them from the side, as if they were bathed in a golden glow.

Chen Jianji looked up at Lin Qingxue, whose eyes were red-rimmed.

Sunlight fell on her profile, making even the finest downy hairs clearly visible.

She probably cried all the tears she had in her entire life during the few days Uncle Lin was hospitalized.

This rare vulnerability allowed her to deceive herself year after year.

Chen Jianji looked at her quietly.

The echo of the bell ending still lingered in my ears.

Chen Jianji suddenly spoke up.

"The old saying goes that dreams and reality are opposites. Are you trying to take it seriously? Are you cursing your father?"

Lin Qingxue had been keeping a close eye on him, paying attention to his every move and even every word he said.

He asked the question almost instinctively.

"I didn't say it was about my dad, how did you know?"

Chen Jianji paused, his brows furrowing even more.

Just then.

Zhang Xinyi walked over.

"Hey, class has started, what are you guys still doing here?"

Listen to her voice.

Lin Qingxue was stunned for a moment. She subconsciously wanted to lower her head and let her long hair fall down to cover her somewhat out-of-control emotions.

But they found that her long hair was already tied up with rubber bands, and the few stray hairs on her forehead could not be covered at all.

She could only turn her head to look out the window, tilt her head back, take a deep breath, and wait for her emotions to return to normal.

Then, clutching his homework, he turned and left.

Chen Jianji watched her retreating figure as she prepared to leave and suddenly spoke.

"It's all fake, don't take it seriously."

Lin Qingxue paused, lowered her head, and tightened her grip on the notebook.

After a long while, he took another step and left behind a sentence.

"I'll verify its authenticity myself; you don't need to worry about it."

As she gradually disappeared from sight, I returned to my seat in the front row.

Zhang Xinyi also looked away and sat back down next to Chen Jianji.

"Hey, everyone's gone, don't bother looking!"

"What's wrong with you two again? Didn't you just have a fight yesterday?"

"What's all the commotion about today?"

Upon hearing the sound, Chen Jianji also looked away.

"Tsk, who saw it?"

"She kept me awake, can't I even say a few words?"

Zhang Xinyi rolled her eyes.

"Sleep, sleep, all you do is sleep."

"Take this opportunity to properly correct these papers."

"oh..."

......

Lin Qingxue sat back down in her seat.

Before the teacher arrived, it was all self-study time.

This has become an unwritten rule in the class.

A series of scattered sounds began to fill the classroom.

It's still relatively quiet, so you don't need to worry about it too much.

Not to mention that Lin Qingxue's mind is no longer on class at all.

At this moment, in her mind.

I tried my best to recall those fragmented images.

Although it's blurry, it seems to be imprinted deep in my memory, indelible.

But just then...

Someone poked her on the back with the tip of a pen.

"Qingxue..."

"Um?"

Lin Qingxue was slightly taken aback and turned around to look.

It's Liu Yun.

She picked up a test paper covered in red crosses with a worried look on her face.

"I did a test paper during morning reading, checked the answers, and found that I got them all wrong. My score dropped a lot."

As she spoke, she seemed afraid that Lin Qingxue would forget, so she deliberately reminded her.

"Qingxue, you said you'd help me with my studies when I got back to school after you finished taking care of things at home!"

Liu Yun looked worried.

The college entrance exam is just around the corner, but my grades have dropped instead of improved.

This is the result of her not studying properly during this period, and having her mind wandering to other things!

Qingxue, I was only doing this to help you, so you have to take responsibility for me!

Lin Qingxue fell silent.

Liu Yun looked at her with anticipation.

Lin Qingxue nodded gently, then extended her hand.

"Okay, give me the test paper..."

But she hadn't finished speaking.

A scene suddenly flashed through my mind.

Her hand froze in mid-air.

Liu Yun didn't notice anything amiss.

He quickly handed over his test paper.

"Qingxue, look, it's these types of questions that I always get wrong."

"I remember what you taught me, but I just don't understand."

"Hmm? Qingxue, are you listening?"

"Huh? Oh..."

Lin Qingxue suddenly came to her senses and lowered her head.

He put the paper back and said softly.

"Liu Yun, wait a moment. I've compiled some question types for you to practice. These are the predicted question types from previous years' college entrance exams. Doing these will be more efficient."

"Oh, okay, that's good! Thank you, Qingxue!"

"Um..."

Lin Qingxue turned around.

My heart was pounding wildly.

The images she just saw... gave her an almost instantaneous way to verify whether they were real or not!

That exam room...those exam papers...

Lin Qingxue closed her eyes and took a deep breath...

After a while, she opened her eyes again.

I picked up a pen and kept writing down the questions according to the types of questions I remembered.

Some of the images were blurry, and I can't remember the specific question types or numbers.

Fortunately, Lin Qingxue had already done these problems countless times.

It's all the same thing in a different guise; even if you don't know the specifics, you only have a rough impression.

She also knew that the test was about the formula and its contents.

Half a class period.

Lin Qingxue kept her head down, writing down the questions.

I pieced together memories and wrote several pages of titles in my notebook.

Until he stopped writing.

She turned around and handed the notebook to Liu Yun behind her.

"Try doing these questions."

Liu Yun took the notebook and glanced at it, somewhat surprised.

"Wow, Qingxue, you wrote all of this by hand! That's so thoughtful of you, I'm almost embarrassed."

Lin Qingxue nodded gently.

"Well, these are just math problems. I'll give you some problems from other subjects to do in the next few days."

"Thank you for clearing the snow!"

Liu Yun smiled broadly. Her initial nervousness vanished instantly thanks to Lin Qingxue's assurance, a top student!

"There's one more thing."

Lin Qingxue suddenly spoke up.

"Anything else?"

Liu Yun paused in her smile, then asked with some confusion.

"You can look at this notebook yourself. If Chen Jianji wants it, don't give it to him."

Liu Yun was stunned. She looked down at the notebook and muttered to herself.

"Chan Kin-kei? Would he want this notebook?"

Lin Qingxue's eyes flickered slightly, and she said softly.

"If that were true, with his brain, he wouldn't remember it at all; he would want it."

"oh..."

Liu Yun blinked, somewhat confused, but still asked.

"What if he insists on taking it no matter what?"

Upon hearing this...

Lin Qingxue looked up at the corner behind her.

There, two figures were studying a problem very close to each other, their heads almost touching.

Her brows furrowed, and her voice carried a slight, inexplicable hint of anger.

"Let him come to me for it, and I'll give it to him."

......