Chapter 7 I won't pluck the moon now, because it's already dawn.

"That son of a bitch, Yu Qing."

Li Fei followed behind Yu Qing, carrying a tray and muttering through gritted teeth. Yu Qing, who was walking ahead, seemed to sense his resentment and suddenly stopped, turning around to look at him: "You've been cursing all the way here, can't you shut up for a bit? Besides, I'm treating you to dinner, aren't I?"

"Is this about food? One brother, two minds, isn't this a split? Isn't this a betrayal of revolutionary friendship?" Li Fei said indignantly.

"When did you start learning Yuan Xiu's methods?" Yu Qing looked at him in surprise.

Li Fei said with dissatisfaction, "Do I need to learn from him? Let me tell you, if I did, my dad would definitely hang me up and beat me. That kid is so effeminate and speaks like Yue Buqun, with a sarcastic tone. He also likes to tattle on teachers. If he had been born a hundred years earlier, I seriously suspect he would have been a traitor."

Yu Qing was speechless.

Ignoring him, I found an empty seat and sat down.

Li Fei is a difficult person to evaluate.

In five words: very good at handling things.

On the surface, he seems carefree and rough around the edges, like a rough-around-the-edges guy who doesn't seem very bright. But in reality, he's incredibly meticulous, especially good at reading people and assessing situations. In this respect, he's quite like his father, both of them being the ruggedly shrewd type.

It's no wonder that he was able to thrive in the government sector for the next ten years; such a person is welcome everywhere.

Because of Yu Qing's father's connections, Li Fei and Yu Qing have known each other since childhood and were even in the same class. In Sichuan and Chongqing parlance, they were both notorious troublemakers, always causing trouble.

Later, the school couldn't stand it anymore and asked one of them to be transferred to Class 5, but the two refused. In the end, Li Fei was chosen by vote.

Upon hearing this devastating news, Yu Qing's emotions were mixed, and the atmosphere was heavy. He silently helped Li Fei move the books to the back of Class 5.

I laughed for a full three minutes after I got to the restroom.

He still remembers that the sunset was exceptionally red that night, and the wind was unusually noisy. When Li Fei returned home, he could no longer hold back his tears and hugged his father's leg, wailing, "Dad, I've been replaced."

His dad was playing "Three Card Exchange" mahjong. When he saw that his starting hand was all one suit, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Good exchange, good exchange!"

Poor Li Fei suffered betrayal from both his brothers and relatives at a young age, turning his childhood into a dark one.

"Look, look! The traitor is here! Speak of the devil and he appears!" Li Fei suddenly raised his hand and nudged Yu Qing, who was eating rice next to him.

Yu Qing looked up and followed the sound, and sure enough, she saw Yuan Xiu carrying a tray and sitting down in front of Lin Yueyue, with a bright smile on her face, talking eloquently.

Today, Yuanxiu sported a stylish middle parting, wore a white shirt, and had his school uniform draped over his shoulders. His hair was damp with sweat, indicating that he had just come from playing basketball.

He was talking to Lin Yueyue while putting meat into her bowl, a sight that made Li Fei grit his teeth in hatred.

"Damn it, Yuanxiu is such a green tea bitch. The more I look at him, the more he looks like a traitor. His father is the police chief, how could he have given birth to such a scoundrel?"

"Alright, alright, can't even eating shut you up?" Yu Qing rolled her eyes at Li Fei and continued eating.

Li Fei was immediately puzzled and said in surprise, "Wait, how come you're so calm? Didn't you used to dislike Yuan Xiu the most? How can you still sit still now? Lin Yueyue is your goddess!"

Yu Qing put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said calmly, "You also said that there is a huge class difference between Lin Yueyue and me. She started participating in concerts at the age of three, learned ballet at the age of five, and went to the horse farm to ride horses at the age of six. To me, she is as dazzling as the moon in the sky. I was too naive before, and I actually thought about picking the moon. I will not pick the moon now, because the sky has already brightened."

After saying that, Yu Qing got up, took the cutlery, and left the restaurant.

Li Fei stood there, stunned. He looked at the half-bowl of soup left on the table, then at Yu Qing's back. After thinking for a while, he still didn't understand what she meant. He quickly stood up and chased after her.

"Brother Qing, wait for me! Why are you walking so fast!"

...

When Yu Qing returned to the classroom, there were only a few people there. He subconsciously glanced around, but his gaze stopped on a spot in the corner.

In the corner against the wall, Lu Chi sat alone, eating his meal in small bites, the aroma of food wafting in the air.

"No wonder I didn't see him in the cafeteria earlier, he brought his own lunch to the classroom!"

Yu Qing thought to himself.

Through these two days of observation, he discovered that Lu Chi always seemed to prefer staying in inconspicuous corners, living in his own world, remaining silent and quiet. Even when someone approached him, he would only answer with a single question.

If everyone has a little nobody in their life, then Lu Chi is that kind of nobody. He doesn't have anything particularly memorable about him, and his presence is extremely low.

Over time, people forgot about his existence.

If he hadn't appeared in the news by chance ten years later, no one would have remembered that there was such a person in the class.

Why would someone like that suddenly turn into a serial killer?

Yu Qing couldn't understand it; perhaps the answer to this question held a secret unknown to others.

"Hey, Lu Chi."

Just as Yu Qing was lost in thought, a girl suddenly stood up from her seat, came to Lu Chi, and looked at her with displeasure: "Can you please stop bringing your meals to the classroom every day? Every time I come in, I smell a strange odor. The classroom is a place for studying, not a place for eating."

Lu Chi put down his spoon, lowered his head, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

The girl said disdainfully, "I remember telling you this so many times, but you always do the same thing. Are you deaf or what?"

"Forget it, Yang Jing, we're all classmates, there's no need for that," a girl next to her quickly stood up and advised.

Lu Chi stood silently with his hands clasped in front of him. To Yang Jing, his silence seemed more like a provocation, further fueling her anger.

"I'm talking to you, can you stop pretending to be mute?"

She suddenly shoved the girl next to her aside and kicked Lu Chi's desk, causing the lunchbox to scatter instantly and startling the other students.

Yang Jing has a very outgoing personality. She can get along with both boys and girls, so she does things in a straightforward manner and acts as the big sister in the class.

Her kick was quite forceful, splattering food onto Lu Chi's school uniform, and the pungent smell filled the classroom.

"sorry."

Lu Chi kept his head down.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jing became even more furious: "Are you out of your mind? All you know how to say is those three words. Do you know how long I've been putting up with you?"

"It's so noisy!"

Yu Qing slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

Everyone was startled by the voice and turned to look in their direction. When they saw that it was Yu Qing who had spoken, they all lowered their heads again, as if they hadn't seen her.

Yang Jing didn't expect Yu Qing to suddenly lose his temper. Her anger was instantly extinguished, but she had no choice but to give Yu Qing face.

He glanced at Lu Chi with disdain, chewed his gum, and returned to his seat, muttering a curt "Tch."

Yu Qing plopped down on the table, leaning her whole body over it. She picked up a book and turned to look at it, as if trying to shut out the noise from the outside world.

My heart was pounding wildly.

"Yang Jing, Yang Jing, this is all I can do to help you."