Chapter 917
IF112
The evening breeze at the end of September carried a chill once more. Hu Mengdie released Li Zhuangsheng's face, seemingly quite satisfied with his answer.
"Aren't you cold wearing so little at night?"
Hu Mengdie noticed that Li Zhuangsheng was still only wearing a T-shirt, and her tone was full of concern.
"It's alright," Li Zhuangsheng replied absentmindedly, touching his face.
It was quite cold. He had wanted to go back to the classroom to get his autumn school uniform jacket for a while, but he felt so comfortable lying on the shelf that he was too lazy to go back and just toughed it out.
"It's getting cold now, don't catch a cold."
"Hmm..." Li Zhuangsheng nodded, "And you?"
He still didn't understand why Hu Mengdie was talking to him and being so close to him. The two were clearly not familiar with each other; they weren't classmates and had no relation whatsoever. If there was any connection, it was probably just the subtle link between their names.
"I'm not cold, look, I'm wearing a coat!" Hu Mengdie looked down and tugged at her black and white school uniform, her eyes filled with a strange expression. "I really miss those days."
What she misses isn't the school uniform, but the vibrant, carefree self she was in high school, a time of endless choices.
Li Zhuangsheng was puzzled for a moment: "Nostalgia for what?"
"Don't you think our school uniform is very nice?" Hu Mengdie blinked.
“It is quite beautiful,” Li Zhuangsheng admitted.
Although he felt an unconscious sense of inferiority when he encountered students wearing the county high school uniform on the street, Li Zhuangsheng still thought that Xingpeng's black and white uniform was better looking than the traditional blue and white uniform of the county high school.
"Yes, it's really beautiful." Hu Mengdie stretched. "It's a pity that it won't be around in a few years."
"why?"
"The school is being sold to someone else, so the school uniforms will be changed. We'll never see these school uniforms again."
"Really? How did you know?"
Hu Mengdie blinked: "I heard that Vice Principal Yu is my maternal uncle, although he's a rather distant relative, haha!"
Although the sale of the school happened five years after we graduated, she thought to herself.
"Oh...is that so?" Li Zhuangsheng said.
"By the way, this platform will also be dismantled later," Hu Mengdie added.
"what?"
"There's nothing to be surprised about. These kinds of things will definitely become unsafe after being used for a long time. But don't worry, at least while we're here, this platform won't be dismantled."
"Oh, right... that's right."
Li Zhuangsheng stroked the wooden plank beneath him with both hands, a sudden sadness welling up inside him. It felt heavy, like gripping fine sand tightly.
He tried to keep the sand in his palm, but the fine sand still slipped through his fingers.
"Why do milk and juice get cold and icy when I put them in the fridge? Can I put my sweet dreams in the fridge and take them out when I grow up...?"
He tilted his head back and couldn't help but hum a song from his childhood.
"Don't be sad," Hu Mengdie comforted him. "It's nothing really, I understand," Li Zhuangsheng said softly. "Life is always about saying goodbye."
Hu Mengdie patted Li Zhuangsheng's shoulder silently, then suddenly reached out and hugged him tightly.
"Alright, alright, at worst we can just buy this platform back when it's demolished later. We can buy a big house with a yard!"
She regretted it a little; perhaps she shouldn't have told Li Zhuangsheng about it.
She knew this because a relative's child who studied at Xingpeng told her. Hu Mengdie knew that Li Zhuangsheng missed that platform, so she had never told him.
But why did I say it now?
Perhaps it was because she felt that Li Zhuangsheng was only a junior in high school and didn't yet have the same sense of nostalgia as he would later feel. Or perhaps it was to let Li Zhuangsheng adjust in advance so that he wouldn't be too saddened later.
Of course, the most important reason is actually Hu Mengdie's little "revenge," which makes you want to divorce me!
Thinking of their breakup on that snowy night, Hu Mengdie felt a pang of heartache. "You've made me so sad, my little act of revenge shouldn't be a problem, right?"
However, despite thinking this way, seeing Li Zhuangsheng's sorrowful appearance, Hu Mengdie felt a pang of heartache and regret.
If you truly love someone, you can never bear to hurt them. Hu Mengdie has finally come to truly understand this statement.
Wait a minute, Li Shimei also said I didn't love him, and that the only person I loved was myself! Humph! How hateful!
Thinking of this, Li Zhuangsheng in her arms suddenly became repulsive again, making Hu Mengdie so angry that she wanted to push him away!
But she never expected that Li Zhuangsheng's emotional fluctuations were even more intense than hers.
Who am I? Where am I? Am I being hugged by Hu Mengdie? What's that pressed against my face? It's definitely not a hot water bottle!
Is she comforting me? It smells so good! It's so soft! Oh, I'm dying!
I can't take it anymore! Why did she hug me? Could it be that she really likes me? Oh no, I can't think of anything right now!
"Alright!" Hu Mengdie abruptly pulled Li Zhuangsheng away, coughing lightly. "That's enough with the comforting words. Anyway, don't be too sad!"
Li Zhuangsheng was stunned. At this moment, he had no idea about setting up a stage. His heart was pounding wildly!
He suddenly understood why Lu Mingfei was so devoted to Nuonuo, even though he had only ever received one hug from her.
No, no, no, you need to calm down... How could she possibly like you? Right, she said she has someone she likes!
Thinking of this, Li Zhuangsheng's heart cooled considerably. After struggling internally for a long time, his cheeks burned, and he stammered:
"Well, I think, well, maybe I'm a bit old-fashioned, I just feel that this isn't quite right..."
"What's wrong with it?" Hu Mengdie saw through Li Zhuangsheng's blushing and pounding heart at a glance, and wanted to tease him even more.
"No, no, no... don't hug other boys like that!" Li Zhuangsheng bit his lip. "Don't you have a boy you like? This is really not good for me!"
"Huh?"
Hu Mengdie tilted her head and paused for a moment, her first thought being, "Did I have a crush on anyone in the first semester of my junior year of high school? Or was there some kind of rumor I didn't know about?"
"You, didn't you say that yourself a few days ago..."
"Oh--"
Hu Mengdie came to her senses. She had indeed said that, because after being reborn, she didn't want to be bothered by pointless confessions and harassment anymore.
I'm a married woman, okay? Unlike some man who's always having ambiguous relationships with his stepsister, I'm very chaste!
“Right, so you, you’d better not, I think, this isn’t good for you…” Li Zhuangsheng lowered his head like a quail.
She's so gentle, just as always... So she's always been like this since she was little. Hu Mengdie pursed her lips and clenched her fists.
But this gentle person actually hurt her with such a cruel method as "divorce"!
“Yes, I do have a boy I like…” Hu Mengdie’s eyes curved into a smile, but seeing Li Zhuangsheng’s expression suddenly collapse, she said softly, “But how do you know that person isn’t you?” (End of this chapter)