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

Wang Suling listened very attentively.

Until Lin Qingxue finished speaking.

She slammed her hand on the table.

Bang!

"Yeah, I don't know about the games, but I do know that this kid learned to smoke somewhere! It must have been his dad who taught him!"

"Last time, right there at our chicken coop, I wasn't looking, and the two of them almost lit their cigarettes!"

"This makes me so angry!"

Wang Suling poured herself a glass of water and gulped it down before she could barely suppress half of her anger.

"No way, when that brat gets back, I'm going to give him a good talking to! He's even smoking!"

Seeing her indignant tone, Lin Qingxue pursed her lips, opened her mouth, and whispered.

"But he's a good guy. He studies hard when we ask him to, but he learns a bit slowly, which is a bit of a headache."

Wang Suling waved her hand.

"Alright, honey, you don't need to speak up for him anymore."

She then changed the subject, speaking in a gentler tone.

"But honey, you've been his deskmate for so long, you know he has a bad temper. If he does anything to upset you, don't take it to heart."

"No two people can get along without having conflicts. Look at me and your uncle, we often argue too."

"After all, when two people are together for so long, how can they not argue? You know what I mean."

...

Listening to Wang Suling's comforting words.

Lin Qingxue felt her cheeks getting hotter and hotter.

She wanted to add something.

She and Chan Kin-kei are just ordinary classmates now.

But for no reason.

Lin Qingxue nodded gently.

"Um."

Wang Suling breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she had listened to her.

It was only then that she noticed some mud and dust on the other person's clothes.

"Oh dear, that taxi driver was really in such a hurry, he got your pretty dress all dusty."

Wang Suling called out towards the inner room.

"Guochang! Go to the storeroom and find one of my clothes so your daughter can change into it and rest for a while."

Lin Qingxue quickly waved her hand.

"No need, Auntie. I don't need to change or rest. I'll just sit here for a while."

Wang Suling glanced at her and smiled.

"Don't be shy, you look pale, you must be tired from the car ride."

"Take off this dress and change into some dry clothes. I'll wash them for you. I just asked Jianji and the others, and they'll be here in about half an hour."

"The sun is so strong right now, it'll dry in a bit, you can change into it then."

"I'll go make you a new bed. I didn't know you'd be here so soon; I wasn't prepared."

She stood up as she spoke.

Lin Qingxue also got up.

"Auntie, there's really no need to go to so much trouble. Or, if there's a room available right now, I can just go and rest for a while."

Wang Suling paused.

"Yes, yes, I just changed the beds in these two rooms yesterday, they're both new."

"This one is Jianji's, and that one is..."

Before she could finish speaking...

Lin Qingxue suddenly spoke up.

"Then let's go to his room. I'll just take a short nap."

As she spoke, the tips of her ears began to turn red.

"Forehead..."

Wang Suling paused, before she could react.

Chen Guochang rushed over.

"Oh dear, you leave your things everywhere, how am I supposed to find them? This outfit is also very clean. Um... Lin, why don't you wear this one?"

Wang Suling looked down and glanced at the loose white T-shirt and shorts in his hand.

She leaned closer and whispered a reproachful rebuke, "You couldn't even find a piece of clothing for me? These are our son's clothes. Aren't you making this embarrassing?"

Seeing the two of them whispering to each other.

Lin Qingxue reached out and took the clothes that were handed to her.

"It's alright, it's clean anyway, we can just replace it if we have a replacement, thank you uncle."

Chen Guochang spread his palms and winked at Wang Suling.

Wang Suling was speechless for a moment before she spoke.

"Girl, go to your room and change to rest. Hang your clothes by the door; I'll wash them later."

Lin Qingxue shook her head.

"It's alright, Auntie. After you've rested a bit, you can just dust yourself off and put it on. No need to bother."

"Uh... okay then, you go and rest first, and have some soup when you wake up."

"Um..."

Lin Qingxue responded softly, then lowered her head, hugged her clothes, and slowly walked towards the room on the side.

Until the moment the door was pushed open and the figure disappeared.

Chen Guochang couldn't help himself.

"What were you teaching them just now? You were babbling on and on, and I heard it all. They're classmates and friends, aren't you afraid of scaring them away by saying such things?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Suling glared at him.

"Didn't you say that when you just picked up the clothes?"

"But they didn't say that."

"Did that person's daughter say anything to me? You're such a busybody! Go, go, go, call your son and tell him to come home!"

.....

inside the room.

The air conditioner had just been turned on, and a cool breeze was blowing out.

At this moment, Lin Qingxue had changed into a loose white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of thin knee-length shorts.

This outfit looks a bit loose on the body, yet it has an inexplicably casual, homey feel.

She looked around at the furnishings in the room.

Simple and clean.

She slowly walked to the desk and sat down. Looking at the somewhat messy bookshelf in the corner, she reached out and gently began to tidy it up.

They were all old books, seemingly materials from my second year of high school.

Lin Qingxue remembers that he had just moved in and sat at the same table with her.

She picked up a workbook at random, and as soon as she opened it, she saw that large sections were blank.

But in the corners, there seemed to be some small, casually written characters.

[Tsk, she didn't say a word to me all morning, she's really good at holding it in.]

It's a math workbook.

Lin Qingxue also seemed to recall that day.

He wasn't paying attention in class that day, making him difficult to teach.

Every time I ask him to do a problem, it feels like it's taking away half his life.

Lin Qingxue didn't want to pay any attention to him.

She turned the pages, but the page remained blank.

I don't write anything, but I still ramble on and on.

[It's just that I slept through one class, why are you so angry? Anyway, she has the notes, I can just catch up tomorrow, right?]

However, she looks quite pretty when she's angry; her eyelashes are so long, and her face is beautiful too.

[Tsk, it would be even better if you were a little softer on me.]

...

A faint smile unconsciously appeared on Lin Qingxue's face, as if she too had been reminded of the past.

She kept turning the pages until...

Snap!

A small sticky note fell onto the table.

Lin Qingxue picked it up and glanced at it, her expression immediately freezing.

These are notes they used to pass during class.

Lin Qingxue's fingers twitched slightly as she gently turned the book over.

[Don't sit at the podium during evening self-study; I'm not used to it without you.]

Feel free to ask me any questions.

Okay, do you want me to take you home after you finish studying at night?

【Need not. 】

You're always the last to leave. That path is so dark, aren't you afraid?

Pay attention in class!

If you promise me first, I'll listen right away.

Lin Qingxue smiled and recalled how that person always annoyed her.

She vaguely remembered replying to something.

She turned to the next page.

Whether I agree or not, you're coming back with me anyway, aren't you?

That's different. Before, it was all talk and no action; now we need a legitimate reason to act.

【…】

What happened?

【promise.】

【real?!!】

[Attend the lecture.]

......