After yesterday's incident, Li Qingmo naturally wouldn't let Qingran go back alone.
Li Qingmo's last class was gym, and as soon as the school bell rang, while others headed out, he went upstairs.
Almost every sophomore knew this school bully who fought fiercely as if his life depended on it; they even made way for him in the crowded corridor.
By the ti Li Qingmo arrived, Qingran was already not in sight.
Xie Ying'an, who just left the classroom, bumped into Li Qingmo. Li Qingmo tipped his chin towards the classroom and asked him, "Have you seen my sis?"
Xie Ying'an nodded: "She left early."
Li Qingmo grinned and put his arm around Xie Ying'an's shoulder, "Let's go, play so ball."
Xie Ying'an disliked his post-workout sweat sll but looking at the back of his head, which resembled Qingran's, he managed to restrain himself from shaking his arm off.
At the school gate stood a girl dressed quite coolly for the weather. Despite her youthful appearance and delicate makeup, she looked sowhat languid, as if waiting for soone.
Qingran glanced at her briefly, then looked away.
Ruan Ruan, who was holding her arm, seed excited as she lowered her voice to tell Qingran, "Ranran, did you see that girl in the white dress?"
Qingran, sensing another piece of gossip, replied with little interest, "I saw her."
Ruan Ruan could barely contain her excitent, "She's the main character."
"What main character?"
"The school beauty from the vocational high school. The fight Brother An got into with those vocational school guys was because of her."
Upon hearing this, Qingran gave the girl another look. Her heavily applied makeup obscured her natural features, her face was pale, with lipstick a shade too bright, and despite the cold weather, she wore a thin dress, undoubtedly pretty but made one feel cold just looking at her.
The girl had a fiery temper too. She noticed several male students sneaking peeks at her and yelled, "What are you looking at? Does F High not have any beauties?"
A few girls tittered behind her, and that's when Qingran noticed the girl's little entourage.
Clearly, they had co to pick a fight.
Tch! Qingran shook her head, thinking youth is wonderful, capable of doing anything.
Qingran quickened her pace with Ruan Ruan, leaving the school gate behind. Not long after, they heard the familiar voice of the girl, —
"Hey! Wen Shiyi, don't you recognize your big sis anymore? Not even a hello when you see ?"
Qingran turned around and sure enough, Wen Shiyi was erging from the school gate with her backpack on, completely ignoring the girl as she sped towards Qingran.
The ignored girl, far from seeming angry, crossed her arms and looked at Wen Shiyi with disdain.
"Qingran," Wen Shiyi saw Qingran waiting and smiled, revealing two small canine teeth, "Let's walk together."
It seed she wasn't affected by those people at all.
All three walked together, with Ruan Ruan unable to suppress her gossipy curiosity, she half-way through asked Wen Shiyi, "Eleven, that vocational school beauty seems to know you?"
Their easygoing nature, as deskmates for the past two days, made them quite familiar with each other.
Wen Shiyi's smiling face stiffened a little, but in only a mont, she returned to normal, "She's my step-sister."
Wen Shiyi spoke softly, her emotions unfathomable.
Qingran's pace faltered, it had been so long, she could barely rember whether what was happening now was from a book she read in her previous life or if her past life was just a dream, her mories of that past life eluding her.
She couldn't rember the book clearly; whether Wen Shiyi had a step-sister, she didn't know; she only knew her own role in the book was at best a third supporting character.
And all supporting characters in the book were rely catalysts for the main characters' romance.
Wen Shiyi lived in a different direction, so the three of them parted ways at a junction.
Qingran went with Ruan Ruan to get a change of clothes at ho, with Ruan Ruan's parents away on business, there was no one but a housekeeper to look after her.
By the ti Qingran got ho, Li Qingmo was already there.
He lay on the couch and only glanced up when he heard the door, then looked down again, his mood sowhat low.
Qingran was already used to this deanor.
Ruan Ruan was concerned: "What's wrong with Brother Mo?"
As Qingran carried their backpacks into the room, she said, "If you're curious, you can go ask him yourself."
In front of the school bully, Ruan Ruan was rare shy, "Really? What if Brother Mo kicks out later?"
Qingran's cunning smile appeared, "Try it."
As Qingran retreated to her room, Ruan Ruan tiptoed over. Li Qingmo, noticing his sister hadn't even glanced at him, felt even more dejected.
"Brother Mo," Ruan Ruan called out from across the sofa.
Li Qingmo lazily raised his eyes to look at her. He didn't have a good impression of Qingran, his forr seatmate—a girl who didn't take his threats seriously and couldn't be beaten. It would be truly bizarre if he could be all smiles with her.
To Ruan Ruan's surprise, seeing Li Qingmo's reaction inexplicably excited her sowhat. She rubbed her hands together like a fly: "Brother Mo, did you have a fight with Brother An?"
"Fight?" Li Qingmo raised his eyebrows: "Why would I fight with Xie Ying'an?"
Ruan Ruan swallowed, unsure how to explain. Considering the stance of the high school beauty at the vocational school, it was clear she was after Brother An all the way to the school gates. As Qingran's Brother Mo, wouldn't you have trouble with Brother An?
Li Qingmo looked at her with a suspicious gaze.
Ruan Ruan forced a laugh, not daring to speak the truth, "Nothing, nothing at all."
"What are you guys talking about?" Qingran ca over with two cups of lemonade, handing one to Ruan Ruan.
"Nothing much." Ruan Ruan took a sip and the sourness instantly contorted her face, "This is too sour, Ranran."
Li Qingmo slumped on the sofa, lifting his eyelids to watch Qingran without moving.
Qingran walked over and bent down to touch his forehead.
Li Qingmo stopped her hand, "What for, I don't have a fever."
Under Ruan Ruan's expectant gaze, Qingran finally asked, "What's wrong, brother?"
Li Qingmo frowned, "Don't get started. I ran into Second Generation Son while playing basketball. Such bad luck!"
Qingran and Ruan Ruan exchanged glances, each seeing surprise in the other's eyes.
F High had quite a few spoiled rich kids who got in through connections, but only Second Generation Son was soone truly untouchable.
Second Generation Son's real na is Song Shize, who got into F High through his father's connections. No one in the school actually knows his grades because he never takes exams.
As the saying goes, commoners do not fight with officials. Song Shize's father is a well-known figure in F City, and there's no one in F City who dares not to give him face. Thus, the school turns a blind eye to Song Shize's unexcused absences and arrogant behavior, just letting things slide.
Ruan Ruan's eyes widened, "Song Shize ca back to attend classes?"
Li Qingmo sneered, "More accurately, he's back to chase girls."
Song Shize chasing the senior school beauty has been going on for nearly half a year without success, and this is no secret at F High.
Xie Ying'an and Li Qingmo disapproved of Song Shize's arrogant and presumptuous behavior and had almost nothing to do with him.
Even today, when they went to the schoolyard and saw Song Shize with a group of people occupying the basketball court, they simply walked away with the ball, ignoring the verbal provocations from Song Shize behind them.
The feud between Second Generation Son and Li Qingmo started because of Qingran.
In their first year of high school, at the start of the school year, Song Shize typically pursued freshn girls to be his girlfriend. Qingran, who had good grades and looks, naturally beca his first choice.
Song Shize was crazily after Qingran, and since Li Qingmo and Qingran were not in the sa class, Qingran never took it to heart nor ntioned it,
Li Qingmo was completely unaware.
Until Xie Ying'an returned to school after his leave, Li Qingmo heard about this and exploded with rage. After school, he cornered Song Shize at the school gates and started beating him. With Xie Ying'an blocking Song Shize's allies, Li Qingmo gave Song Shize a satisfying beating.
Key to note, Song Shize was resilient and could take a beating. Knowing that Li Qingmo was Qingran's brother, Song Shize still called him "Brother," even with a bruised and swollen face, which only fueled Li Qingmo's anger to the highest level.
Afterward, Song Shize kept harassing Qingran relentlessly, and Qingran always ignored him, treating him as less than air.
As Song Shize persisted in bothering his sister, Li Qingmo's beatings beca increasingly fierce, and he picked his monts. He never acted in school, only ambushing Song Shize in the alleys outside the school gates.
Song Shize was not one to not fight back, but he was no match for the trained Li Qingmo. His lackeys who wanted to help were stopped by Xie Ying'an and Su Chen.
After school was when the school gates were most crowded. The students didn't understand why Li Qingmo was fighting but could see that this junior fought as if his life depended on it.
From that ti on, students privately started calling Li Qingmo the school bully.
Until the headteacher Old Wu found out about this and decided to transfer Song Shize out of class one without a second word. Song Shize naturally refused to leave.
The deadlock continued.
Later nobody knows what Qingran said to Song Shize when she walked over to him.
That sulky young man with a cocky deanor glanced at Qingran and asked, "For real?"
Qingran nodded.
Only then did Song Shize reluctantly pack up his books and leave class one.
From start to finish, no one knew what exactly Qingran said to him.
Two months later, Song Shize from first-year high suddenly started flamboyantly pursuing a senior sister from the second year...
Li Qingmo ruffled his hair in irritation, looking at Qingran with a hint of concern as he admonished, "Stay away from him."
Seeing Qingran readily agreeing, Li Qingmo then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, all the while grumbling, "Auntie has been taking leave all this ti, she might as well quit her job."
Ruan Ruan, about to enjoy a al made by the school bully, stealthily snapped a picture of the school bully wearing an apron and excitedly opened the school forum to share an anonymous post that would drop her classmates' jaws.
Little did she expect that when she habitually opened the posts marked with red heat in the school forum, she would be the first to drop her jaw in shock.
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