Su Yuncheng simply couldn’t convince himself that his fiancée had co to keep him company.
Because her notes were even more ticulously written than his.
During a class on the history of international relations, Lin Nianhe didn’t turn her head toward him or glance at him once.
How was he supposed to believe that!
When the class bell rang, Lin Nianhe turned her head and looked at him with particularly bright eyes: "Class is finally over, I’ve been afraid to disturb you and hence didn’t dare to talk to you!"
Su Yuncheng: "..."
Alright, he believed her.
Su Yuncheng cleared his throat and asked her: "Next class is English, are you still going to accompany ?"
Lin Nianhe appeared slightly distressed: "If I say I won’t accompany you, would that make seem cold and materialistic?"
Su Yuncheng laughed despite himself, mussed up her hair, and gave her an out: "Haven’t you visited Mr. Ren yet? Why not go take a look?"
"Brother Yuncheng, you really are the best."
Lin Nianhe flitted away like a sparrow.
In the back row, a male student nad Tian Yuanchao leaned in to ask: "Brother Cheng, is that your girl? Which departnt is she from?"
"Physics." Su Yuncheng corrected, "She’s my fiancée, we’re engaged."
"Congratulations, congratulations," Tian Yuanchao said with so curiosity, "Why did she leave?"
Su Yuncheng remained silent for a mont, then made up a story: "She has many classes today, she’s tired."
He wasn’t sure who he was trying to convince.
...
Lin Nianhe slipped out of the Political Science Building, pondering where to go for her next class, when suddenly she heard an angry shout from behind:
"Lin! Nianhe!"
A familiar voice, a familiar tone.
Undoubtedly, it was Wang Shui coming for revenge for waking her up this morning.
Without turning her head, Lin Nianhe bolted.
She ran, Wang Shui chased, she... darted straight into the Physics Building.
Wang Shui was only a few ters behind when she saw Lin Nianhe enter a teacher’s office.
Wang Shui: "..."
Seeking a teacher when you’re about to be beaten.
This problem-solving tactic was very much in line with Lin Nianhe’s character.
Catching her breath, Wang Shui decided to lean against the wall and wait.
She didn’t believe Lin Nianhe wouldn’t co out!
Lin Nianhe entered the office, her face flushed as she bowed to the teachers: "Excuse , I was playing ping pong with a classmate and it seems the ball fell into the office from that window... Did it hit anyone?"
The teachers weren’t too concerned and smiled, saying it didn’t.
Lin Nianhe’s eyes widened in surprise: "Really? I clearly saw the ball co flying in."
As she spoke, she gestured towards the window: "Teacher, may I look for it?"
Teacher Nie’s desk was by the window, and Lin Nianhe had left a strong impression on him as a studious and thoughtful student; he stood up with a smile: "Co, take a look, maybe I just didn’t notice."
"Thank you, Teacher Nie!"
Lin Nianhe bowed again and trotted over to Teacher Nie’s desk, pretending to look on the floor, and said with feigned distress: "I can’t find it."
"Hahaha." Teacher Nie laughed, looking at her, "Why don’t you go check the classroom next door?"
"That’s the only choice..." Lin Nianhe appeared disheartened and turned to leave, when suddenly she looked out the window, "Oh? It’s outside!"
Teacher Nie followed her gaze, and before he saw the ping pong ball, Lin Nianhe pointed to the windowsill and asked, "Teacher, can I climb through the window?"
Teacher Nie: "...?"
Lin Nianhe said earnestly: "The ping pong ball is so light, I’m afraid if I run outside, it’ll be blown away by the wind... It’s really expensive!"
Teacher Nie: "That’s... okay... be careful..."
"Thank you, teacher!"
With a whoosh, Lin Nianhe flipped through the window and landed steadily outside.
"Goodbye, teacher!"
Teachers in the office watched Lin Nianhe’s jubilant departure and remained silent for a long ti, then smiled kindly.
"Youth really have energy..."
It’s not necessarily true that young people always have energy, but young people running for their lives definitely do.
Lin Nianhe made a show of picking sothing up from the ground, then ran like the wind, scaring a dozing cat by the roadside so much that it puffed up its fur.
Lin Nianhe didn’t dare to go back to room 208; after returning to the dorm building, she headed straight for room 303.
"Sister Lan! Sister Lan! Open up!"
"Sister Lan, I know you don’t have class. Open the door, quick!"
Wen Lan, completely baffled, opened the door and glanced behind Lin Nianhe: "Silly girl, did a dog chase you?"
Lin Nianhe ducked into the dorm room, slamd the door shut behind her, and leaned against it, taking a long breath of relief.
"Sister Lan."
She looked at Wen Lan with watery eyes: "Sister Shui wants to beat up."
"Eh?" Wen Lan was silent for a mont. "What did you do to upset her?"
"I—didn’t—do—anything!"
Lin Nianhe swore earnestly: "This morning, I was really worried she couldn’t sleep because of the Sun Guanghui incident, so I went to check on her ... Maybe she thought I did it deliberately just to wake her up early. Anyway, she misunderstood ."
Wen Lan looked at her with a very complex expression: "I also think you did it on purpose."
"How can you say that? I’m not that kind of person!"
"No, you are."
"Fine, fine, even if I am," Lin Nianhe shifted the conversation, "Sister Lan, I had class this morning, and you had class this morning, but Sister Shui didn’t, right? Think about it, you’re in class, and she’s comfortably sleeping in at the dorm ... does that feel even worse than strangling you?"
Wen Lan fell silent.
Better not to think about it, but once you do, it really is infuriating!
Seeing Wen Lan’s expression waver, Lin Nianhe said with a grin: "So, I practically did you a favor by doing what you wanted to do, right?"
Wen Lan cleared her throat sowhat uncomfortably: "So, where’s izi now?"
"Oh, she’s probably still waiting for the rabbit at the Physics Building."
"...?"
After listening to Lin Nianhe’s adventurous escape story, Sister Lan’s expression was incredibly complex.
After a while, she asked, "How many beatings have you taken in your life? All the kids in Beijing must have taken turns beating you, right?"
That escape route ... totally that of a repeat offender.
Lin Nianhe: "Right, right, right, to this date, only one-fifth of them have had their turn. If you want to hit in the future, go join the line at the back."
"Eh? Wouldn’t I have to live to 120 years old just to get to beat you?"
Such a simple math problem, and Lin Nianhe feels her past year of tutoring has been for naught.
She said, "Not that long, you’d just need to live to 100."
Wen Lan retorted confidently: "At 70 or 80 years old, do you think you can still take a beating like you do now? I’m giving you a chance to catch your breath. Don’t bla if others end up killing you before I even get to punch you!"
Lin Nianhe: "I really appreciate that."
"Don’t ntion it!"
In the dormitory, the two ford a united front.
In the Physics Building, Wang Shui was full of confusion.
"How could she stay in the office so long? She wouldn’t have killed the teacher just to hide from , would she...?"
Wang Shui pondered and pondered... until the last teacher left the office.
Teacher Nie looked at Wang Shui and asked, "Are you not a physics major? Do you need help?"
Wang Shui thought for a mont and replied: "Hello, teacher, I was wondering if Lin Nianhe is here."
"Lin Nianhe, ah, she’s already left."
"How did she leave?"
"Through the window."
"...!"
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