Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Although their entrance examination had ended, and almost all of the graduating students had chosen to either return home or spend their time having fun, Li Mingkang remained disciplined for the sake of obtaining a better life in the future.
For the sake of safety, the balcony doors were often locked.
Meanwhile, Li Mingkang lifted his head and caught the noise from the balcony. He was then instantly frightened into swallowing the water in his mouth.
Lu Ziheng stood on the balcony and shot Li Mingkang a smile. Due to the trauma from previously being hit, Li Mingkang rushed to open the door for Lu Ziheng.
In Li Mingkang’s impression, Lu Ziheng had never once stayed outside overnight.
Even in the instances when Qin Muzhi, from the next door class, invited Lu Ziheng out for a meal, Lu Ziheng would always make back it before the curfew.
Last night, when Lu Ziheng did not return, Li Mingkang had become rather gloomy.
Could it be that this was related to the owner of that purple phone? Although wealth was rather unequally distributed in A School, Li Mingkang truly could not think of any other girl besides Shen Qinghuan who could openly possess such a phone.
At the thought of Shen Qinghuan, an image of her grassy green hair styled in a gothic fashion along with her ostentatious smoky make-up came to his mind.
It was likely because it was too cold in the morning, but Li Mingkang could not help but shiver.
As expected, for the sake of money, Lu Ziheng was able to swallow down even someone who was this heavily flavoured.
Of course.
Li Mingkang had been bitten once; however, he did not dare to share his innermost thoughts with Lu Ziheng.
“You’re heading to study again?” After entering through the balcony, Lu Ziheng comfortably returned to his bed. He then glanced at Li Mingkang, who was tidying up his high school study materials, and casually asked.
“Ah. Yes.”
Lu Ziheng was not as narrow-minded as Li Mingkang. Basically, after losing his temper, he would not mind the matter any longer.
However, his casual question left Li Mingkang on the alert.
Could it be that Lu Ziheng was also starting to have thoughts of being hardworking?
Li Mingkang did not wish to be suppressed by Lu Ziheng for another three years after entering high school. He also did not plan on revising biology today. However, in order to prevent Lu Ziheng from outdoing him once more, he reached for the biology book his senior had lent him and placed it into his school bag.
After Lu Ziheng washed up, Li Mingkang had already left.
At this time, Lu Ziheng laid back on his bed and finally properly relaxed.
Even so, he wasn’t sure why, the image of Shen Qinghuan in her pink sleepwear re-appeared in his mind, along with the cherry blossom printed blanket. The tip of his nose felt hot and he wondered if summer was finally here.
On a rare occasion, Shen Qinghuan slept well through the night.
When she finally woke up, she even assumed that she had lost her second chance. Thankfully, the image reflected on the mirror was that of her fourteen years old self.
It was only when Mother Shen came by to knock on her door that her thoughts stopped wandering.
Oh no!
Lu Ziheng was still sleeping in her room.
“Huan Huan, aren’t you awake?” Mother Shen’s voice became louder.
Before Shen Qinghuan was even properly dressed, Mother Shen pushed open the door and entered.
“Mom.” Shen Qinghuan’s expression was flustered. She then instinctively stood before the segregated side of the room. “Why didn’t you say anything before coming in?”
In the Shen home, her mother was very different from her father. As her mother always followed the evidenced-based practices encouraged by scientists, she was especially strict towards Shen Qinghuan.
Madam Yan did not give Shen Qinghuan any opportunities. Early in the morning, she greeted Shen Qinghuan coldly with two words: “Move aside!”
She was truly as concise as ever.
“Mother, why did you come into my room!” The more Shen Qinghuan tried to stop her, the more Mother Shen wanted to step into the segregated room.
Shen Qinghuan’s heart was extremely alarmed, while internally, she prayed that Lu Ziheng was not dead asleep.