Chapter 950
IF145
Li Zhuangsheng scratched his head, not expecting the math problem to be so difficult. He flipped through the book, looking at the formulas, but still couldn't figure out the solution.
"Why don't we ask Old Demon Lin next door?" The thought instinctively popped into Li Zhuangsheng's mind.
But now that it's evening self-study time, wouldn't asking her questions disturb her? Lin Laomo is known for her bad temper, and it would be too embarrassing if she were in a bad mood and scolded him in public.
I really don't know how to do this question, and she just said I could ask her if I had any questions.
Hmm, maybe I should try asking first? With that thought, Li Zhuangsheng slightly raised his head.
"Oh, sorry, it's this question..."
He had only spoken halfway when his awkward and ingratiating voice abruptly stopped.
Lin Yuehua was standing to the side, staring blankly with her head down, clutching a pen. Her eyes were hidden in the shadows, leaving two clear tear tracks.
Li Zhuangsheng was startled. He was about to ask why, but when he realized what was happening, he was so frightened that two of his three souls flew away and six of his seven spirits were lost.
Boss, stop messing with me!
Li Zhuangsheng glanced at the teacher on duty at the podium, feeling horrified. "You're making it sound like I've bullied you and made you cry!"
Even if the other party were just an ordinary girl, Li Zhuangsheng couldn't bear such a crime, let alone the fact that the other party was Lin Yuehua!
Li Zhuangsheng was so scared he almost cried. He thought to himself, "Why are you crying? Is it because you don't want to sit with me? I'll move out after class, please don't cry!"
Li Zhuangsheng was terrified, worried both about Lin Yuehua's crying and about being discovered by the teacher.
【What’s wrong with you?】
Li Zhuangsheng bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and then handed over the draft paper with the note written on it with concern. Lin Yuehua didn't see it until Li Zhuangsheng boldly nudged her arm.
Lin Yuehua glanced at the note, silently wiping away her tears. She ignored him, looking down at her workbook.
"Don't you want to sit with me? I can take it back after this evening self-study session," Li Zhuangsheng asked her again.
For a teenage boy, being disliked like this is extremely damaging to his self-esteem. But with Lin Yuehua crying like this, Li Zhuangsheng couldn't care less about his own pride.
He never liked to trouble others, so if Lin Yuehua didn't want to sit with him, he would move out after class. Although he was very unhappy about leaving, he didn't want to sit next to Lin Yuehua in the first place anyway.
Lin Yuehua still didn't respond. She seemed not to see the note Li Zhuangsheng handed her again, and the cheap pen in her hand twirled gently on the exercise book.
Li Zhuangsheng licked his lips, knowing that the other party would not speak again, so he didn't say anything more and withdrew his head.
He didn't ask Lin Yuehua anything more, but occasionally he would look up and secretly observe her movements.
As time ticked by, Li Zhuangsheng increasingly felt that Lin Yuehua's crying had nothing to do with him.
Although there was no evidence, Li Zhuangsheng felt he was no longer the kind of person with extremely low emotional intelligence and a childish personality, and he wasn't disliked in class anymore. Besides, if Lin Yuehua really didn't want to be his deskmate, who could force her?
The two tables were placed close together; if Lin Yuehua truly disliked him, she would at least have created a gap between them.
So why was she crying? This was so unlike her. After all, Lin Yuehua was known for being thick-skinned, often arguing with her classmates and frequently being surrounded by others, but she always kept a straight face, showing no shyness and never losing ground.
Could it be that she didn't do well on the exam? No, that doesn't seem right either. He just checked Zhou Lian's grades, and Lin Yuehua was still first in the humanities. Heartbroken? Logically, that's the most likely possibility. Although she doesn't seem to be in a relationship, it's not impossible that she has a crush on someone. You can't judge a book by its cover, and after all, she's a young woman in the prime of her life... Although Li Zhuangsheng really couldn't imagine what it would be like for Lin Yuehua to have a crush on a boy.
Could it really be a breakup? Besides that, Li Zhuangsheng couldn't think of any other reason why the other person was heartbroken and crying.
Li Zhuangsheng's mind was filled with random thoughts, but perhaps because of the heavy pressure from Old Demon Lin, Li Zhuangsheng now felt sympathy for her, as if she had suffered a great blow.
Perhaps for this reason, Li Zhuangsheng kept secretly observing Lin Yuehua's performance with a shifty look, so much so that he didn't do many problems during the entire evening self-study session.
After the first evening self-study session ended, Li Zhuangsheng coughed lightly: "Um, do you want me to change seats? I really don't mind."
"No need to change." Lin Yuehua pursed her lips and lowered her head.
“Uh…” Li Zhuangsheng scratched his head, “Let me tell you a joke, well… one day, a Japanese man, an American man, and a Chinese man were on a plane. Suddenly, the plane crashed, and two people had to volunteer to jump out to lighten the load. So the first American man said, ‘Long live America!’ and jumped out of the cabin. The Chinese man thought for a moment and then followed suit. The Japanese man thought the Chinese man was also going to jump, so he was very touched and said, ‘Thank you so much.’ But before he could finish speaking, the Chinese man shouted, ‘Long live China!’ and kicked the Japanese man out of the cabin… Hahahaha, isn’t that funny!”
Li Zhuangsheng deliberately smiled loudly, but he was met with Lin Yuehua's cold and irritating gaze: "Can you please stop bothering me?"
"oh oh……"
Li Zhuangsheng's smile vanished abruptly. He nodded sheepishly, feeling somewhat embarrassed and having made a fool of himself. He scratched his slightly sweaty back and sighed inwardly.
After a while, he noticed Lin Yuehua's eyes were red and she was staring blankly with her gaze down. Knowing he might offend her, he couldn't help but comfort her, "Don't be too sad. Actually, I've also broken up with my boyfriend. Sigh, I met a bad woman… I was so badly deceived!"
Even now, as long as Hu Mengdie herself doesn't bring it up, Li Zhuangsheng won't care too much. It's like a scabbed wound; as long as others don't pick at it, it won't hurt or itch when touched.
Li Zhuangsheng didn't mind exaggerating his misfortune to bring some comfort to others.
"I've already told you, can you please stop bothering me?!"
However, Lin Yuehua had absolutely no interest in Li Zhuangsheng's romantic history and rebuked him sternly.
The once noisy classroom fell silent for a moment, and then many people cast complicated glances at Li Zhuangsheng, mixed with sympathy. Li Zhuangsheng's face flushed, and he finally felt a little annoyed.
You're in a bad mood, why are you taking it out on me? I was just trying to comfort you... Never mind, I'm not going to bother with you anymore!
He gritted his teeth, got up, and went to the toilet. However, his good point was that he wasn't very vengeful; by the time he returned from the toilet, most of his anger had subsided.
He figured that since she didn't need comforting, she must want to be alone, so he didn't bother Lin Yuehua any further.
But who exactly is the boy Lin Yuehua has a crush on? Li Zhuangsheng wondered curiously.
Alas, so it is said that love is separation, resentment is prolonged, desires are unfulfilled, and attachments are hard to let go. Those who are consumed by love and desire are like those who carry a torch against the wind; they will surely burn their hands.
Indeed, not everyone is as detached and carefree as this old monk! Li Zhuang Sheng couldn't help but think with a touch of youthful idealism. (End of Chapter)