"Good lord, are you also a master?"
During the morning exam, seeing the desk owner write another such line, Xifeng smiled knowingly and wrote: "I'm battle-tested and have seen it all. Which internet haven't I seen? I chat and laugh with them easily."
She hadn't expected Class 1 to also have soone familiar with the broader otaku circle. Xifeng couldn't help but beco interested in the desk's owner.
Although Tianshui No. 1 High School's educational approach was standard free-range education that never interfered with students' extracurricular ti, this was still a prestigious high school famous throughout Crescent City. Every student who could climb their way in was various types of academic achievers, not to ntion Class 1 students—their self-control was definitely military-level. Normally, besides studying it was basically still studying, with entertainnt and relaxation ti compressed to the minimum.
But Xifeng could tell from the tone of speech that the desk owner was definitely an old internet user, possibly even an old forum veteran.
Only Xifeng, relying on having attended three extra years of high school, dared to idle around doing nothing all day. You should know that back then she also studied from dawn to dusk, day and night—otherwise how could she survive in a place where monsters and demons gathered?
Xifeng always felt that academic achievers existed, and there were quite a few. Academic gods certainly existed too, but people who never studied yet had outstanding grades absolutely couldn't exist.
Until Xifeng t Bei Yaoyue.
Including this year, Xifeng had already spent her fourth year of high school life at Tianshui No. 1 High School. Except for the freak Bei Yaoyue, she'd never heard of any student who could achieve excellent grades while being completely idle all day—Bei Yaoyue could even use her spare ti to make big money supporting a household of two.
Out of curiosity about the desk owner, Xifeng wrote on the desk: "Leave a secret code, let's get to know each other?"
When Xifeng returned, there was indeed an extra string of numbers and a cute emoticon smile face.
morizing that string of numbers, Xifeng began the final exam—English.
When the paper was distributed, Xifeng briefly flipped through it and found it was as she expected—this test paper was... really too simple for her.
Graduate entrance exam English was considerably harder than Level 6. If graduate English reading comprehension was an academic thesis, first-year high school English was elentary composition, and the running diary type at that.
Finishing the last question, Xifeng put down her pen, propped up her face, and let her thoughts drift outside the window.
The weather seed about to change. Pitch-black clouds rolled in the sky like boiling water, with flashes of light occasionally passing through.
Because the sun was obscured by clouds, the classroom beca much dimr. The proctor also noticed this and walked to the front door, turning on the classroom lights to prevent students from being unable to see their papers clearly.
"It's going to rain..." Xifeng murmured to herself.
She'd always loved rain, though she only liked that gentle patter—heavy rain was sowhat annoying.
One of her favorite things to do before was to walk alone with an umbrella on rainy nights, strolling through empty streets, watching her shadow stretch long, shorten, stretch long, shorten under the streetlights...
She didn't know why she liked doing this, just really enjoyed that mood.
Soon, a few tiny water drops began slowly falling from the sky. In no ti, the light rain had upgraded to pouring torrents.
Sumr storms always ca unexpectedly, catching people off guard.
"Patter patter patter..."
Listening to the washing sound of rain, Xifeng slowly closed her eyes, enjoying this rare tranquility.
Xifeng also loved the sound of rain. When she was in a bad mood before, she would go online to find pure rain sounds, put on headphones and lie in bed, emptying her thoughts, letting rain sounds, wind sounds, and thunder sounds wash over her soul.
Thinking of this, Xifeng suddenly rembered—she was now very afraid of thunder...
Not good.
Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, Xifeng silently prayed there wouldn't be thunder. She didn't want to cry out in fear of thunder during an exam—that would be social death.
Fortunately, heaven was also considerate. This storm was just a paper tiger—big raindrops but little thunder.
Xifeng's mory slowly returned to that night when she first t Bei Yaoyue.
That night was also such a storm. With Bei Yaoyue's company, she had struggled through a night of thunder and lightning.
Back then, just sharing a room with Bei Yaoyue made her feel incredibly secure. Now, just thinking of Bei Yaoyue's na made her heart chaotic, as if a tangle of ssy yarn was wrapped around her heart—impossible to cut, impossible to untangle.
Just like now, thinking of Bei Yaoyue, even with the ethereal sound of rain right by her ears, Xifeng's mood couldn't calm down no matter what.
Xifeng knew her body had problems. She was poisoned with an incurable toxin.
That poison was called love.
After all, love is a fatal poison.
Spacing out like this, exam ti quickly passed, and the final subject of the monthly exam officially ended.
"Please remain seated and wait for all answer sheets to be collected before leaving the examination room." The proctor pushed her glasses and began systematically collecting answer sheets starting from the first row.
Returning to Class 2's classroom, Xifeng packed her things.
Today was both the end of monthly exams and Friday—double happiness combined. Every student couldn't wait to rush ho and relax with so gaming. So small groups were also planning where to have fun tonight, but a very serious problem faced them—it was pouring outside and many people hadn't brought umbrellas.
Xifeng was soone who liked to plan ahead. She always kept an umbrella in her classroom desk for ergencies.
But when she really needed it today, Xifeng discovered her umbrella had sohow vanished!
How could it disappear?
After turning her desk completely upside down without finding it, Xifeng found it extrely strange. Logically, no one would steal even sothing like an umbrella, right?
"Xifeng."
A soft call ca from the doorway. Xifeng looked toward the source and saw Bei Yaoyue already standing at the front door with her backpack, waiting for her.
"Not finished packing yet?"
"I'm done, but my umbrella disappeared." Xifeng sighed and asked, "Did you bring an umbrella?"
"I did." Bei Yaoyue nodded. "Soone probably took it by mistake. Stop looking, let's go."
"Okay." Xifeng gave up helplessly and picked up her bag to walk over.
"Is your umbrella big enough?" Xifeng looked at the folding umbrella in Bei Yaoyue's hand. "I don't want to get soaked like last ti."
"Big enough, it's a double umbrella."
"That's fine then, let's go."
Xifeng turned and headed downstairs. In a position she couldn't see, Bei Yaoyue slowly revealed a smile of successful scheming.
She would never tell Xifeng that she had taken the exam in Class 2, sitting next to Xifeng's seat.
And Xifeng's umbrella was stolen by her and thrown in the trash.
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