Ideal type

Ever since she learned about Fu Xingchuan and Zhu Sui'an's relationship, Lin Luo felt full of energy and could easily run another 800 meters. However, her legs seemed to be unable to bear it. Going down the stairs was extremely painful, and she had to walk slowly, holding on to the handrail.

After school in the afternoon, Fang Shao didn't come to see Xu Yangyang. She was in a bad mood, so Lin Luo accompanied her to the dessert shop.

When they arrived, a big drama in the store had just ended. From the gossip from the waitress that Xu Yangyang was familiar with, they learned that it was Qi Yao's ex-girlfriend who came to cause trouble.

The girl cried and complained that Qi Yao had broken his promise and abandoned her, begging Qi Yao to give her a chance to reconcile with her. However, Qi Yao treated her coldly and asked the waiter to kick her out.

Before she left, the woman slapped him in the face. He just patted her cheek and cursed her, "Bitch."

Many people in the store saw the boss being beaten and talked about it in whispers, but Qi Yao didn't care. He sat on a chair in the middle of the store playing with his mobile phone, as if nothing had happened.

"Guys who play in bands are really fickle." Xu Yangyang kept poking the cake with the spoon.

Lin Luo's heart was filled with excitement as she said happily, "Don't generalize! Zhu Changyu is not unfaithful." Fu Xingchuan was the same.

"Although he doesn't spend money, he's very slow in pursuing someone. He's been in love with Tong Yun for over a year, but he only became friends with her this month. I don't know when he'll dare to confess his feelings."

"He has liked Tong Yun for so long!" Lin Luo was surprised.

"Yeah." Xu Yangyang said, looking behind him, "Am I seeing right? Isn't that Ruan Ye?"

Lin Qi turned around and saw that it was really Ruan Ye. That was strange. Aunt Li said that he had been a weirdo since he was a child and didn't like sweets. How could he come to a dessert shop?

He walked up to Qi Yao and said something to him. Qi Yao smiled and he turned around to leave.

"Ruan Ye, what a coincidence!" Xu Yangyang greeted him. Normally, Ruan Ye would just glance at her, pretending not to hear her, and walk away rudely, but today he was uncharacteristically like that. "Hello."

Xu Yangyang gave Lin Luo a look, probably saying, "What's wrong with him? Did he take the wrong medicine?"

Lin Luo thought Ruan Ye wouldn't get angry easily at a time like this, so she said to him, "Ruan Ye, um, Aunt Li left all your math notebooks at my house without my knowledge. I'll return them to you tonight."

"No, I'll lend it to you!" He said with a smile showing his dimples.

Lin Qi was stunned. She remembered that last time a female classmate took his notebook without permission and he got very angry. It seemed that he had encountered a great thing today and was in a good mood.

"Thank you! Do you want some cake? I'll treat you."

"No." He said and left.

Xu Yangyang bit the spoon and asked, "Was he laughing just now?"

"yes."

"I'm smiling at you!" Xu Yangyang finally curled her lips.

"What do you mean by smiling at me? He has been smiling since he came in, but it's not very obvious. I was talking to him just now, and he just opened his mouth a little wider." Lin Luo hurriedly explained.

“Is that so?”

"Don't let your imagination run wild."

"OK."

When they returned to the classroom, they happened to run into Zhu Changyu pretending to have a stomachache in the office and asking Cheng Kaizhong for leave for evening self-study. Lin Luo knew that they should have a performance tonight, and sure enough, Fu Xingchuan did not come to evening self-study.

After the first evening self-study session, Lin Luo walked out of the classroom to get some fresh air and bumped into Tong Yun at the door.

"Are you here to see me?" she asked.

Tong Yun said honestly: "I came to see Fu Xingchuan, but I also wanted to see you."

"He didn't come to evening study today. What do you want to see him about?"

"I'm running errands for our physics teacher and giving him something." As she spoke, she showed Lin Luo what she had in her hand. It was a box of plaster.

Lin Qiao remembered that Tong Yun, the physics teacher, was the team leader for this competition. Thinking of the injury on Fu Xingchuan's hand, she pretended to be calm and said, "This is a souvenir! The physics competition is so grueling, and you still need this."

"No, I heard from Teacher Guo that the people from No. 7 Middle School couldn't stand Fu Xingchuan, so they used some underhanded tactics and locked him in the warehouse on the day of the finals. He broke down the door to get out."

Tong Yun sighed, "Luckily, it was my left hand that was injured, so I didn't miss the game."

"Oh, let me put it on his desk for you!" Lin Luo had no expression.

"Thank you. I'll be leaving now."

"Yeah." Lin Luo took the box and held it in her hand. Although she was in pain all over, she felt a little distressed after learning that he was injured.

After evening self-study at 9:30, Lin Luo took bus No. 23 to Changlin Station. She did not go into the alley, but went to the pharmacy on the opposite street first.

She placed the plaster that Teacher Guo gave to Fu Xingchuan on his desk and wrote a sticky note to tell him who sent it.

When Lin Dayong was a child and just starting his business, he often suffered from back pain, and Lin Luo would help him apply plasters. She remembered that there was a brand of plaster that was more effective and wanted to go to the pharmacy to look for it.

"How much is this?" She went to the counter and asked the clerk with a red square box in her hand.

"30 yuan." Two days' meal money.

"Do you want it?"

"Yes." She said without hesitation.

Walking into Changlin Lane, Lin Luo looked around, wondering if she could run into Fu Xingchuan, but instead she saw Tang Heng. Next to him was a small stall selling roasted sweet potatoes, the aroma of charcoal fire and roasted sweet potatoes intertwined.

The boss was chatting with him: "Waiting for your daughter again!"

"right."

"I also have a daughter who is now in her senior year of high school at No. 1 Middle School. She studies very hard every day, sleeps less than five or six hours a day, has exams every day, and often cries secretly."

“It’s quite hard.”

"Actually, we parents are under a lot of pressure too. I see you're working overtime every day too."

"My daughter is almost a senior in high school."

"Are your grades good?"

"Normally, but her mother and I don't want to put that much pressure on her."

"Your family is well off, and you have a decent job that can provide her with a safety net. But it's different for me."

"My job is also hard labor. The more you work, the more you earn. And what's wrong with selling sweet potatoes? There is no distinction between high and low in this profession."

"My daughter said the same thing. She doesn't mind it at all." The boss said proudly as he handed the bag to Tang Heng. He saw Lin Luo behind him and said, "Here, take it. Your daughter is back."

Tang Heng turned around, shook the bag in his hand, and called out as usual, "Lin Luo."

"Hello, Uncle Tang."

"Here." Tang Heng handed the roasted sweet potato to her. Lin Qiao took it, put her other hand behind her back, and held the box tightly in her hand.

For more than a month, Lin Luo would run into Tang Heng every time she came home from evening self-study. She always thought it was a coincidence, but she didn't expect that Tang Heng was waiting for her specially.

Lin Luo looked at his back. He was a little hunched and took small steps. She didn't know if it was because he was tired or just trying to accommodate her.

The bag in her hand was clearly warm, but she felt it was hot.

After returning home, Du Yunyan was wearing a pair of glasses and doing handicrafts. It was a job introduced to her by Aunt Li. She didn't like it at first, but she still learned it in order to earn some extra money to supplement the family income.

"Are you hungry?" she asked.

"I bought some food." Tang Heng said.

"Does your waist still hurt? I'll massage it for you later." She took Tang Heng's coat.

"good."

"Why are you still standing there without changing your shoes?" Du Yunyan noticed that her voice seemed weaker than before.

Lin Luo squatted down to change her shoes and accidentally saw that there was a hole in Tang Muchen's small sneakers, but this pair of shoes was bought less than a month ago.

She stood up and handed the box of plasters to Du Yunyan. "The people at the pharmacy said it's the most effective. Please apply it to your uncle!"

"Of course people in the pharmacy say that expensive things are good. How much is this?" Du Yunyan asked subconsciously.

Tang Heng said to her: "A colleague of mine also said this is useful, thank you."

Du Yunyan then carefully looked at the plaster on her hand and said, "It's worth it. Go to bed early."

"Um."

Lin Luo returned to her room. She was quite efficient today and had finished her homework during evening self-study. So she opened the document that Fu Xingchuan had sent her earlier on her phone and took out her calligraphy book to practice writing.

She practiced three pages before stopping and looking up. On the wall in front of her was Fu Xingchuan's Chinese answer sheet. She had borrowed it last time and forgot to return it, and Fu Xingchuan seemed to have forgotten the existence of this sheet of paper.

After a short rest, it was only eleven o'clock. Lin Luo found the math test papers from the past few weekly tests and wanted to review the wrong questions.

The phone screen next to her was on. She was about to turn it off when she saw Zhu Changyu post a status update. It was a video of their performance today. Lin Luo turned off the sound and clicked it to watch.

The scene was very exciting, the lighting was well coordinated, and Fu Xingchuan was still free and easy.

There was also a female keyboardist on the stage who Lin Luo didn't know, performing with them. She was dressed very coolly and looked very capable. The text posted by Zhu Changyu was full of praise for her.

After a while, Zhu Changyu posted another update, which was a photo of himself in a bar with all the band members there.

Fu Xingchuan sat in a corner, a glass in hand, and the woman sat next to him, wearing his jacket. The bar was dimly lit, but they were so close that it was easy to tell they were kissing.

Lin Luo moved her arm on the table and all the test papers fell to the ground. She squatted down to pick them up. Every time she picked up a paper with a score on it, her heart ached.

She slowly stood up and returned to her seat, looking back at the screen, but the photo had disappeared and Zhu Changyu had deleted the post.

She couldn't help but think that it was only eleven o'clock, where would they go next?

Lin Luo, cheer up! No matter what they do, your time is for learning. Don't you want to improve? Don't you want to stand up for Tang Heng and Du Yunyan? Maybe you and he are not from the same world, she said to herself.

At the beginning of May, we are about to have the third monthly exam of this semester. After the exam, we will have the Labor Day holiday. Everyone is very impatient and doesn’t even put much effort into reviewing.

Xu Yangyang and Fang Shao reconciled, and after class, she went to the gym to help Fang Shao with his review. Zhu Changyu focused on physics and ignored other subjects.

Lin Qiao seizes every minute and every second and studies every subject very attentively.

Time is precious, so she no longer takes the long route at night and goes home with Tang Heng every day.

On the way, she would sometimes share with Tang Heng the interesting things that happened at school, and sometimes recite Chinese texts. Tang Heng didn't say much, just listened to her quietly.

Her cell phone was turned off and locked in the bedside table so that she could concentrate on reviewing, but she might also have been trying to escape.

Lin Luo hasn't spoken to him for a long time.

It is worth mentioning that Ruan Ye has changed a lot and started to accept Fu Xingchuan. He voluntarily joined Fu Xingchuan's band, which is what he and Qi Yao talked about in the dessert shop that day.

He is such a quiet person, but sometimes he would interrupt Fu Xingchuan when he was talking to himself, which even scared Fu Xingchuan.

Also, Fu Xingchuan joined the school radio station and became an announcer.

"It's raining, great. We don't have to do morning exercises today."

A minute before recess, Lin Luo was still working on her homework when she heard someone say something. She put down her pen and looked out the window. The rain wasn't heavy, but it was continuous, leaving a trail of water droplets on the windowpane.

The sound of the dripping rain should be pleasant, but the classroom was too noisy and Lin Luo could not hear it clearly.

The radio at the front of the classroom suddenly sounded and everyone fell silent. It was a notice asking all the class monitors of the second grade to attend a meeting.

After the announcement, just as the class was about to get excited again, the broadcast started again.

"Why are you here at this time?" It was the voice of the girl who just announced the news.

"Something fell here."

Lin Qi dropped her pen, and Zhu Changyu helped her pick it up. "This is Fu Xingchuan speaking."

She took the pen and said, "I can't hear it."

"That's right!" Zhu Changyu said affirmatively and turned around.

Lin Luo lowered her head to look at the math problem, but still couldn't block out the sound. "What is that?"

"A guitar pick."

"Here, hey, you have to answer a few questions before I give it to you."

"What's the problem?"

"I went to see your performance last time. Is that girl in your band your girlfriend?"

"no."

Lin Luo was writing down the steps to solve a problem, but she got stuck at one step and couldn't continue. Someone in the class took the lead and shouted, "Wow! Girls, good news! Brother Chuan is single."

The others cheered as well.

"Then describe your ideal type in three words." The voice continued to come from the radio.

"Why are you asking this?" Fu Xingchuan's tone was obviously impatient.

"Your answer is, you don't want it? I threw it out the window."

"Don't."

"Then answer it! Three words."

Without thinking, he said quickly: "Smart, brave, healthy, okay?"

"for you."

"Wait, what do you think of me?"

"Not really. I didn't feel anything at first, but now I feel annoyed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a door closing was heard. Lin Luo erased all the steps she had taken previously and tried a different method to solve the problem. Although she still had some difficulties, she finally got the correct answer and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I could hear the sound of rain, but it wasn't as pleasant as I'd imagined. So what if she wasn't my girlfriend? None of these three words related to her.