Zhou Siyu felt a bit better knowing that Zhou Lanfang wouldn't be short of her part.
To prevent Shen Mianmian from riding Lu Siyuan's bicycle again, Siyu, uncharacteristically warm, enthusiastically gave Mianmian a lift to school. Throughout the journey, she tried to instill in Mianmian the idea that she shouldn't get too close to Siyuan.
Mianmian had no desire to pay any attention to her.
After the morning's incident, people no longer treated Mianmian as invisible. From the moment she entered the classroom, there were always a few glances thrown her way, followed by whispers among classmates.
Mianmian didn't care at all. They couldn't sit still just because she got a few problems right; soon she would truly astonish them.
Before class began, everyone was chatting in small groups, but Mianmian was reviewing her textbooks. There were only a few days left before the exams, and she couldn't afford to slack off.
In fact, she also wanted to go over the textbooks from the first and second year of junior high, but her books had been taken by Siyu and secretly sold for snack money.
With poor relations with her classmates, there was no one to borrow from.
The adjacent Lu Siyuan, who was sleeping, suddenly moved. Mianmian's eyes lit up. She gently poked him with her index finger, and, disturbed from his sleep, Siyuan turned around with a displeased look.
Mianmian blinked, "Could I take a look at your first and second year textbooks?"
Though his temper was bad, often reducing his female classmates to tears, he never once took the initiative to provoke someone.
Knowing a bit about his past life, Mianmian realized that Siyuan was actually not a bad person.
"No," Lu Siyuan refused almost without hesitation, "Don't disturb my sleep."
After speaking, he buried his head in his arm and went silent.
"Stingy."
Mianmian muttered quietly. Siyuan's body stiffened briefly before he changed his position and continued to sleep.
This guy was indeed like a hedgehog, no wonder he had no friends, just like her.
"Siyu, look, your sister keeps talking to Lu Siyuan and even touching him," Zhao Xinlan had been closely observing Mianmian and mentioning it to Zhou Siyu without being able to hold herself back.
"My sister is probably asking Lu Siyuan for tutoring," Siyu responded.
She had observed the scene more closely than Zhao Xinlan had. Seeing that Siyuan seemed unwilling to deal with Mianmian for the time being, their relationship might not stay the same over time. Siyu needed to find a way to convince the teacher to separate them.
"No way!" Zhao Xinlan scoffed contemptuously, "If the teachers can't teach her, how can Lu Siyuan be better than the teachers?"
She seemed to think of something, then leaned close to Siyu and whispered, "I suspect your sister might have other motives. I'm telling you, there are people in our class secretly in relationships."
In a relationship?
A thought sparked in Siyu's mind, and suddenly, she had an idea. A slight smile appeared on her face.
After school in the afternoon, Siyu was the first to dash out of the classroom. By the time Mianmian left school, Siyu was nowhere to be seen.
Lu Siyuan sped past Mianmian on his bike even faster than before. He pedaled hard several times, as if terrified that Mianmian would call out to him.
With math homework to do, Mianmian didn't dare to delay and walked briskly. As she approached the village, she saw a car parked at the entrance and a man leaning against it, standing in the evening sun.
The black long coat, under the slanting rays of the sun, cast a long shadow, evoking the image of a general riding on an iron horse into the sunset, returning home in a fur coat.