Chapter 12 The Young Lady in a Wheelchair 12: Will You Come?

As the heat of summer approaches, the weather in Yuncheng becomes increasingly unpredictable; it can be sunny in the morning and pouring rain in the afternoon.

Zheng Momo left the computer, stood by the window, looked out, and stretched lazily.

"Why did it suddenly start raining? I wonder if Miss Xi's legs will hurt."

Recently, Zheng Momo noticed that Xi Congshuang was patient and able to stick to the training plan, so she prepared to change her plan. Leg training cannot be rushed, but there is not much to worry about with her healthy hands.

Moreover, Xi Congshuang has already promised her that she will go to the hospital for a check-up again in a while and will no longer avoid seeking medical treatment.

Zheng Momo was almost moved. She didn't know why she had cheered up, but it was a good thing that she could cheer up.

Downstairs in the room, Xi Congshuang, who had moved Zheng Momo to tears, finally woke up.

She was awakened by the sound of rain, her arms languid and her body relaxed.

Lying in bed staring at the ceiling, I felt a sense of familiarity. My brain was still foggy from just waking up, and I couldn't remember what I had forgotten even after thinking for a while.

A while later, Xi Congshuang finally remembered that it was raining outside and wondered if Cheng Zhishu had brought an umbrella with her when she went out today.

The maid helped tidy up the room and got rid of Cheng Zhishu's broken old umbrella. I don't know if she took a new umbrella from home before she left.

In the dimly lit room, the bedside lamp was turned on.

Xi Congshuang stretched her fair and slender arm out from under the covers, reached for her phone, turned it on to check the time, and squinted for a while before her eyes adjusted to the phone's brightness.

Sure enough, it was already time for Cheng Zhishu to get out of school. He casually switched the page and made a voice call.

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Extending class time is a common problem for teachers, and keeping students after class is the students' fate.

Anshi No. 1 Middle School has strict academic standards, but it does not restrict students from bringing mobile phones. Students only need to ensure that their phones are turned off during class. If a student is caught using a mobile phone in class, the school will impose a combination of penalties, including requiring the parents to give a demerit and write a self-criticism.

Finally, the teacher finished explaining the "buy one get one free" offer and then said, "Let's continue" for another five minutes, bringing the total time to ten minutes. The students all breathed a sigh of relief, and the classroom became lively again.

Cheng Zhishu sat for almost the entire afternoon. She stood up, packed her things, and took her phone out of her bag to turn it on.

I pressed the power button and then put the phone aside.

"Is it raining?"

Did you bring an umbrella?

Faced with the sudden rain, the students sighed and asked around if anyone had an umbrella and could give them a ride.

Hearing her classmates' discussion, Cheng Zhishu subconsciously rummaged through her schoolbag before realizing that her umbrella was broken and she hadn't brought a new one this morning because she was in a hurry to leave.

Her deskmate noticed her movement: "Didn't bring an umbrella? I brought one, I'll take you to the subway entrance later."

Cheng Zhishu: "I remember there's a convenience store near the school gate. If you buy an umbrella when you pass by, you won't have to deliver it so far."

“That works, but I bet a lot of people don’t have umbrellas. I wonder if they’ll all be sold out.” Shangguan Yin said, resting her chin on her hand.

That's a possibility. Cheng Zhishu had no choice but to hope that there would be some left to pick up when she went there.

Shangguan Yin lived nearby, in the neighborhood behind, so she wasn't in a hurry to pack her things and go home.

She held the pen between her fingers and mumbled, "Rain is so annoying. I hope the school gate is flooded again. I just bought these new shoes."

“The area near the school gate is low-lying and does tend to flood easily. How about we put two plastic bags over your shoes like we did last time?” Cheng Zhishu said as she packed her schoolbag. “I forgot to lend you my notes; I almost took them home with me.”

Shangguan Yin immediately beamed and accepted the plain-covered notebook with both hands: "Thank you, Academic Master Cheng."

When Cheng Zhishu first transferred here, no one wanted to play with her, so she sat alone at the back of the classroom.

Later, the class changed seats, and two more "protectors" appeared on either side of the podium, pushing my deskmate down and taking her place as the "protector."

Seeing that Shangguan Yin had been behaving much better these days, the teacher felt a little relieved. With a wave of her hand, she let the student who was last in the class sit with the transfer student. Seeing that Cheng Zhishu didn't seem to like talking much, she let the chatterbox liven up the atmosphere.

The homeroom teacher had heard about what had happened recently. She just thought that Cheng Zhishu was still a child, so what could she possibly do about old things? She was just one of the victims.

Although Shangguan Yin was incompetent, she was very talkative, while Cheng Zhishu was quiet but never refused kindness. Before long, the two became acquainted.

As for the rumors circulating before, Shangguan Yin had naturally heard quite a bit. She didn't understand anything about cuckoos taking over someone else's nest or the real and fake heiresses. She only knew that her deskmate was not only a top student, but also helped her with her homework.

Her mother also said not to get to know someone based on rumors. Whether someone is good or bad, just use your own eyes to see for yourself.

As we were talking, the phone successfully booted up, and a number of messages popped up.

Shangguan Yin added, "Actually, you don't have to turn off the phone exactly as the teacher said. You can turn it on in airplane mode, which will be much more convenient."

She had only had the phone for a few days and didn't yet fully understand its various functions, but Cheng Zhishu had always known that not everything could be relayed truthfully.

Cheng Zhishu said, "I forgot for a moment, I'll do it next time..."

She spoke while looking at the screen, then suddenly paused.

Her phone was clean and hadn't been used for long. The most frequent message senders were from the telecom operator. She was about to swipe away the spam messages as usual when she saw several missed calls.

All of them are labeled: Sister.

The call was disconnected half an hour ago, and no further calls were made afterward.

There were also a few messages on Green Letter, which Cheng Zhishu clicked to read.

[Snowflake]: It's raining, did you bring an umbrella?

[Snowflake]: I called you but you didn't answer.

[Snowflake]: The rain is getting heavier again.

The last message came five minutes after the previous two. Cheng Zhishu didn't know how to respond, so she pulled down the message bar and stared at the familiar phone number.

This was the number that existed on the first day she got the phone, probably at Xi Congshuang's behest. It was also added to Green Message and quietly pinned to the top by Cheng Zhishu.

She added several more people afterward, but none of them could displace that one and only pinned post.

After a long silence, Shangguan Yin looked up curiously: "Next time what?"

Cheng Zhishu snapped out of her daze, her dangling finger instinctively tapping the missed call and dialing back.

The call screen popped up, and just as Cheng Zhishu was about to hang up, the other end answered the call almost instantly.

Cheng Zhishu was unaware that her hands were trembling slightly as she held the phone. Her heart was pounding with nervousness, and her breathing slowed when she heard a voice coming from the phone. Her throat tightened: "Hello?"

Xi Congshuang glanced at the rain outside the window and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "You didn't answer when I called you earlier, were you still in school?"

Cheng Zhishu: "Yes, the teacher was explaining the problem a little slowly, so I didn't answer the phone."

Xi Congshuang's tone became more relaxed: "That's good. I heard from Xiao Liu that you didn't take an umbrella when you went out today. I'll have someone pick you up."

"..."

Cheng Zhishu's expression was blank. The last time she was asked about her lack of an umbrella was in elementary school, and she hadn't experienced that in all these years.

Xi Congshuang added, "The person is already waiting at the school gate. I'll send you the license plate number later."

Cheng Zhishu: "Okay, then Sister Shuang, are you... here too?"

Xi Congshuang: "What about me?"

The rain was pouring outside, and there was almost no one in the corridor. It seemed impossible.

She was already being very kind by thinking of arranging for someone to pick her up; she couldn't ask for more. It was just that Cheng Zhishu suddenly really wanted to see Xi Congshuang as soon as possible.

Cheng Zhishu shook her head, holding her phone: "It's nothing, I'll be down soon."

Xi Congshuang: "Okay, be careful on the road."

"Okay." After that reply, the call ended, and a moment later, the phone rang with a message notification tone.

Snowflake sent a message.

When she opened the message, she saw the license plate number of the car that came to pick her up.

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