In his previous life, Lu Heng was a protector, but in this life, he is definitely a follower. Sometimes when Lu Heng sees Xiang Yu, he feels a tinge of fear, even more than he fears his mother. He always unconsciously listens to her and doesn't dare to defy her. He does whatever she tells him, sometimes not even knowing why, as if it has become a habit. Lu Heng didn't go to the sports school because Xiang Yu said they should go to university together, and he could strive to get into a sports college for a better future. In fact, he doesn't really know what he wants to do in the future; he doesn't have strong desires or life goals. But Xiang Yu leads him, and although his grades are not great, it shouldn't be a problem for him to get into the high school division of their current school as a student with a sports specialty.
Lu Heng sometimes feels troubled and confused. After school team training, when having dinner with his teammates, he didn't refuse when a teammate offered him a cigarette. Boys at this age tend to be instinctively rebellious, wanting to be different, especially since he is used to following Xiang Yu and wants to do something out of line, like fighting or smoking. Xiang Yu smelled the smoke on Lu Heng and unhesitatingly grabbed his hand and sniffed it, "You smoked?" It was a question posed as a statement. Xiang Yu looked at Lu Heng, not letting go of his hand. Lu Heng blushed, "You, you mind your own business." It was the first time Lu Heng had spoken to Xiang Yu in this tone, and Xiang Yu unconsciously let go of his hand. Lu Heng pulled back his hand and walked away, and they didn't speak to each other for the rest of the day.
The next day, Xiang Yu, still angry, bought a pack of cigarettes. During a break, she ran to a small grove behind one of the school building where few people usually went. She lit a cigarette and muttered to herself, "What's so good about smoking, idiot, big idiot." She took a puff, and it was her first time smoking, making her cough violently. "Are you okay?" a gentle male voice came from behind. Xiang Yu was startled, quickly threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out, then picked up the butt and covered her face with her arm, "I'm fine, I'm fine." She ran away as fast as she could without even seeing the speaker's face. "Ah, it's been a bit unlucky these days," Xiang Yu thought, "It's all Lu Heng's fault, that kid is rebelling, hmph." She pouted as she returned to her seat, where Lu Heng had placed a bag of strawberry milk on her desk. She put the milk back on his desk, "I hate strawberry flavor the most." "But you used to drink strawberry flavor," Lu Heng touched his nose. "Well, I don't like it anymore starting now, is that not allowed?" Lu Heng had never seen Xiang Yu so unreasonable and couldn't help but smile broadly. His smile was particularly bright, just like in Xiang Yu's memories. Xiang Yu sighed inwardly and silently took the strawberry milk from Lu Heng's desk, took a small sip, and started drinking. "Xiang Yu," Lu Heng called her, with a smile in his voice. "What do you want now?" Xiang Yu said irritably. "Nothing, just calling you," Lu Heng couldn't stop smiling. Xiang Yu glared at him and made a fist, "If you smoke again, if you smoke again, I'll beat you up!" "Can you even beat me?" "Eh, you dare to fight back?" "I don't dare to, I don't dare to," Lu Heng said with a smile. Until the class bell rang, they were still smiling.
In this life, Xiang Yu did well in school; her grades were good, and neither teachers nor classmates gave her trouble. Only once did the homeclass teacher call her to her office for a conversation that was full of hints and evasions. The teacher advised her to focus more on her studies to get into a better school and have a better future, implying she shouldn't get too close to certain people who might lead her astray. Xiang Yu found it amusing and said, "Teacher, good students are not just those with good grades. Besides, I know what I'm doing. Both Lu Heng and I can get into the high school, rest assured." The homeclass teacher didn't know how to respond and eventually dropped the subject.