At this time, it was the end of the first class after lunch break at the affiliated high school.

As the weather gets warmer, even with the air conditioning on, it's hard to fight off the drowsiness that keeps creeping in as summer approaches. A group of middle school students, still looking quite young, yawned as they walked out of the classroom and leaned against the corridor trying to wake themselves up. One of them casually turned his head and lazily glanced around, then suddenly stopped at a certain spot downstairs in the school building.

"...Hey...hey hey! Look at this guy...doesn't he look like Pei Yushen?" The boy rubbed his eyes in surprise and patted his friend's shoulder in a daze.

"Who cares who... wait for who? Pei Yushen??"

The person who was initially indifferent suddenly turned around and looked down at the people downstairs, and the other three people next to him moved almost simultaneously!

In the open space in front of the teaching building, among the few students passing by, a figure pushing a wheelchair slowly passed by immediately caught everyone's attention.

It was him, Pei Yushen.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!!"

Three consecutive bursts of profanity echoed in the classroom of the top-performing ninth-grade class.

Whether they were engrossed in correcting their mistakes or catching up on sleep, they all looked up at the person who had disturbed them with dissatisfaction, but before they could even utter a complaint.

"I saw Pei Yushen come to school!!!"

The words of complaint caught in his throat, and the shout was as potent as the strongest medicated oil, instantly waking the sleeping person.

The students in Class 1 of the third year of junior high school, the strongest class in the grade, stared at each other in astonishment, their jaws agape, wondering if they had misheard. The quiet classroom suddenly became lively and noisy.

"Didn't he drop out of school?"

"...Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"Why come back now that he's been out of school for over a year?"

"Are they going to try and steal our spots in the high school entrance exam again...?"

Some people were shocked and watched the drama unfold, some felt guilty and uneasy, some complained and criticized, and some people's faces suddenly turned ashen.

"Pei Yushen came to school? How did he get here?"

The thin, bespectacled boy strode quickly toward the person who had initially announced the news, his tone impatient.

"He came in a wheelchair, otherwise how would he have gotten here? Would he have walked over?" the man joked, waving his hand.

The bespectacled man immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Within two seconds, cold sweat had broken out on his forehead. He almost thought his dream had come true.

Just recently, he inexplicably dreamed that Pei Yushen's paralysis was miraculously cured. In the dream, he approached Pei Yushen with a knife and fork, expressionless.

I was startled when I woke up feeling sore all over. It took me a while to realize that it was the old injuries from the fight in the bathroom that day that were hurting.

This boy is the bespectacled man who tried to take advantage of Pei Yushen at the dessert shop that day.

The fat guy, who was also in the same class, was the most timid of the three. The bread he was holding in his mouth had long since rolled to the ground.

The fear of being dominated materialized on the bruises on his thighs that had not yet faded. Whether it was psychological or something else, the wounds that he thought had healed suddenly started to burn.

Ignoring the fallen bread, the fat man subconsciously turned his head to look at the boy in the front row who hadn't said a word yet.

The boy's features were fairly delicate, but not particularly outstanding.

What is somewhat noticeable is the five-centimeter-long pinkish-white scar on his neck.

Many of Song Xiaoyang's classmates were quietly watching his reaction.

After all, Pei Yushen dropped out of school because of that accident, and Song Xiaoyang was the victim of that accident.

Song Xiaoyang, with his eyes downcast and writing on the exam paper, remained silent.

There appears to be no reaction.

But in reality, his fingers gripped the pen tightly, and the broken pen tip spilled a pool of thick black ink, staining the paper.

Red veins quickly appeared around his constricted pupils, like a thorn stuck to the stain on the exam paper.

A student who had turned back from outside the classroom looked puzzled.

"...I went to check, but I didn't see anyone."

"I think he headed towards the playground..."

"Hey, do you think Pei Yushen is here to cause trouble...?"

Nobody knows where Pei Yushen is now.

Meanwhile, the person being discussed was downstairs in the laboratory building.

He was showing Chaochao the places he frequented.

However, the physics lab building is strictly controlled and cannot be entered casually. So I only took Chaochao to look around outside the building and also took her to see the strikingly designed leaning tower statue in front of the building.

The system decided to retract its previous praise of Pei Yushen.

...What a wicked way for a science and engineering guy to be romantic!

Although it was as if she hadn't seen anything at all, Chaochao's excitement remained undiminished. After listening to Tour Guide Pei's brief explanation, her little face looked around curiously, "Wow..."

Is this the place that Brother Yu Shen loves to come to the most?

Two teachers wearing white lab coats came down from the second floor together, carrying a stack of reports and talking as they walked.

Even without going inside, you can tell they're very cultured and impressive.

Chao Chao nodded admiringly.

No wonder he's Yu Shen, who can be her little teacher!

Unlike her, her favorite place at school would probably be—

"canteen."

A system with a good understanding of the attributes of each dynasty is seamlessly connected.

Chaochao was shocked: "Xiaoqi, how did you know?!"

They actually stole her lines before she could!

She immediately started missing the shortbread from Jingcheng's school cafeteria, which she had just eaten two days ago...

Pei Yu pursed his lips slightly.

He didn't have much affection for the affiliated high school; at most, it was just a place to attend classes, study, and do experiments, so he often went back and forth between the classroom and the laboratory.

Worried that the little one might be disappointed, he asked casually as he pushed the wheelchair, "Where else do you want to go?"

Just as the word "cafeteria" was about to escape her lips, Chaochao caught a glimpse of a dense mass of black heads lining the teaching building out of the corner of her eye: "..."

Hey, who's putting so many heads out in the sun in the hallway?

A chilling aura swept by, and the system responded: "..."

Chaochao, do you want to hear what you're saying first?

This feeling of being the center of attention immediately reminded Chaochao of the first time she went to Jingcheng's school, when the older brothers and sisters were peeking through the windows.

Back then... my brothers' friends all seemed so quiet and well-behaved; it's really nostalgic...