Chapter 50 Reason "Is it that simple?"

"Do you need a hand?" Yu Xiang and Jiang Ci met each other's eyes and asked.

"No need." Even after climbing five floors with such heavy books in his arms, Jiang Ci's breathing was only a little disordered, which was in stark contrast to Yu Xiang who was gasping for breath after climbing only three floors.

Yu Xiang said "Oh" and moved aside to let Jiang Ci pass.

"Wait for me here." Jiang Ci said this to himself and went straight into the classroom, leaving Yu Xiang alone who turned his head and stared at his back with wide eyes.

No, I haven’t agreed yet!

I won’t wait!

Yu Xiang thought this angrily, and even raised his legs, but finally put them down, thinking to himself, I can only wait for a minute at most.

If someone has to put down a book and chat with a beautiful woman for a few minutes, wasting time, you can't blame him for not waiting.

However, Jiang Ci came out very quickly. Yu Xiang only counted about thirty seconds in his mind before he saw him come out.

"So soon, I thought you would have a few words with her."

"There's nothing to talk about." Jiang Ci glanced at him calmly. "Why do you look a little disappointed?"

Yu Xiang walked straight ahead. "Of course. I hadn't planned to wait for you, but you moved so quickly and ruined my plans."

"If you really don't plan on waiting, then it's useless for me to rush." ​​Jiang Ci hurried after him, catching a glimpse of Yu Xiang's bangs sticking to his forehead from sweat. "You're already exhausted after moving your own things, and yet you still volunteer to help the girls."

Yu Xiang suddenly stopped walking when he heard that, and turned to look at him. "I think it's more appropriate for you to say that to yourself. I don't know who insisted on taking more than everyone else just now."

“I’ve always done what I can.”

"Then I will do what I can."

"Who was that person who had to rest after walking for a while?"

"You're following me?"

"Just passing by."

Yu Xiang was so angry that he turned around and continued walking downstairs.

There was an inexplicable anger burning in his heart, making him inexplicably irritated - although he didn't know why he was irritated.

This kind of irritability made him impulsive, and he was easily led to do some impulsive things. For example, when he heard Ning Anyan ask Jiang Ci if he could help her move books, he directly asked Wang Sitian if she needed help.

The ending was that Jiang Ci did not refuse, and Wang Sitian did not refuse either.

He wasn't very happy either.

After a strange silence, Jiang Ci spoke again: "I helped Ning Anyan to repay her a favor, what are you doing for?"

Yu Xiang was stunned for a moment, then asked, "When did you owe her a favor?"

Jiang Ci: "Answer my question first."

Yu Xiang was choked, and after thinking for a moment, he managed to say, "I, I can't help others."

"Yeah." Jiang Ci suppressed his laughter, "You are quite kind."

The mocking tone in these words couldn't be more obvious. Yu Xiang's expression changed again and again, and finally, thousands of words turned into a gritted "yes".

The two of them had already arrived at the bottom of the teaching building. After taking a few steps, they heard two familiar voices coming from not far away.

"Get up, Sanshui! Why are you so weak? Brother Yu and the others have already come down with their belongings. How can you just sit under the tree and not leave?"

"I promise to rest for just one more minute before setting off!"

"...You said the same thing just a minute ago."

"This time it's absolutely true, please believe me, Lao Fang."

"Get out! If you don't get up, I won't wait for you anymore."

"What's going on?" Yu Xiang walked closer and asked.

"I told him to take smaller amounts at once and spread them out over two trips, but he refused to listen and insisted on moving everything at once. Look, he collapsed from exhaustion halfway through and is refusing to leave." Fang Chengyu immediately pointed at Zhang Miao and complained to Yu Xiang, "Not only that, he's forcing me to wait here for him to leave before him."

Zhang Miao extended his hand towards Fang Chengyu: "Old Fang, can you really bear to abandon me——"

Fang Chengyu said "Oh" and said, "How can you bear it."

Zhang Miao exclaimed: "Fuck Lao Fang, you cold-blooded man—"

"You can put some of it here first and come down to get it later." Jiang Ci couldn't bear to watch it anymore and reminded him.

"Damn, why didn't I think of that?" Zhang Miao slapped his thigh in sudden realization, stood up, picked up a few books, and said to Fang Chengyu as if he had been revived: "Let's go, Lao Fang, I'm fine again."

Fang Chengyu rolled his eyes at him speechlessly: "..."

After solving the problem with the two sticks, Yu Xiang and Jiang Ci continued to walk towards the previous teaching building.

"You haven't told me what favor you owe Ning Anyan. Hurry up and tell me." Yu Xiang almost forgot about it after being disturbed by those two people. He only remembered it when he was about to reach the classroom.

"Teacher Lei asked me to fill out a form for him before, and I passed it to her." Jiang Ci explained calmly.

Yu Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is it that simple?"

Jiang Ci: "It's that simple."

"Okay." Yu Xiang agreed, but he felt much better. He went back to his old seat and found that some of his books seemed to be missing.

After all, it was his own stuff, and he knew how much he had taken away just now. So when he noticed this, he couldn't help but wonder, "Who stole my books?"

Before he finished, he turned around and complained to Jiang Ci: "How come some people even steal books these days?"

But he soon noticed that Jiang Ci's face was numb for a moment, and then he said tactfully: "Is it possible that someone took him to the third floor?"

"But who would be so kind? Could it be Sanshui and the others... No, if they did such a good thing, they should have claimed the credit with me earlier, not kept silent." Yu Xiang analyzed it carefully, "So it must have been stolen."

"Others are not as bad as you think." Jiang Ci sighed helplessly.

"It's not that I think so badly of others, but there really is no more reasonable explanation than this... Wait, this good person can't be you, right?" Yu Xiang felt more and more that something was wrong the more he thought about it, and asked uncertainly.

But wasn't Jiang Ci just helping Ning Anyan move books? That shouldn't be possible, right?

"I still had room for a little bit at the time, so I brought some over for you."

The truth was revealed. Yu Xiang was speechless for a moment, then asked with mixed feelings, "Why don't you just do what's convenient for you?"

"Because I have enough books left for me to take all of them in one trip." Jiang Ci said calmly, walked to the seat, and picked up the books that had been sorted long ago. "Hurry up, time is running out. I have to go to study later."

"oh."

Soon after they moved all their things to the new classroom, they prepared to officially continue their final study tasks of the second year of high school in the senior year building.

The senior high school building was newly built in recent years. Both the classrooms and supporting facilities are the best in the school. Everyone was full of novelty when they first arrived, but it was soon overwhelmed by the upcoming final exams.

The final joint examination is approaching, and all classes are busy checking for deficiencies and filling them in, overcoming the key difficulties. From the initial fear to the later resignation, they hope to die early and be reborn, and welcome the summer vacation as soon as possible.

What arrived even earlier than the summer vacation was a three-day and two-night study tour.

This study tour was decided a long time ago and it started the day after the final exams. It fulfilled the requirements of the Education Department and was also a way for students to relax.

On the night of the final exam, the school canceled evening self-study and let the students go home to pack their luggage.

"Take this too. Do you have enough clothes? Or should we bring a couple more?" Luo Fang was helping Jiang Ci prepare his things in his room. She was so active that it seemed like she was the one going on the study tour. "Let me think about what else I need. Sunscreen? Towels? Toiletries..."

Jiang Ci was pushed aside by his mother and had no idea where to start. Seeing her eager to pack a huge suitcase for him, he said helplessly, "Mom... I'm going on a study tour, not a trip. I don't need to bring so much stuff."

"It's called being prepared for any eventuality. I picked out things for you that you might need, yet you're still so ungrateful." Luo Fang snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Really?" Jiang Ci walked over, bent down and picked up a black fishing rod from the suitcase. "Are you sure this is something you can use?"

Luo Fang: "If your teacher wants to test your survival ability and asks you to find food by yourself, you can use your fishing rod to catch fish to eat."

"The study program shouldn't include wilderness survival." Jiang Ciren was already numb. "Mom, don't make things worse. I can clean up the mess myself."

"Okay, okay, I want to see what you are going to bring." Luo Fang, who was despised by her own son, had to stand up reluctantly and step aside, with her arms folded across her chest, watching Jiang Ci busy himself.

The first thing Jiang Ci did after taking over was to abandon the big suitcase and only took an empty schoolbag, then put some daily necessities into it.

Luo Fang was surprised and asked, "You only brought a schoolbag?"

Jiang Ci put the neatly folded school uniform in it and replied, "One schoolbag is enough."

Luo Fang still didn't give up: "How can one schoolbag be enough? At least bring a small suitcase."

"One schoolbag is really enough." Jiang Ci insisted.

"Not enough." Luo Fang thought about it for a while, and suddenly became tough, "No, you have to listen to me on this one point."

So the next morning, Jiang Ci, in addition to carrying a schoolbag, also carried a mini suitcase. He then exchanged glances with Yu Xiang, who was also carrying a mini suitcase of the same model. "..."

"I think you two wouldn't go so far as to buy the same suitcase?" Lu Ziyang passed by them and noticed this with his own eyes. He stopped and said in surprise.

The fact that they were neighbors and grew up together was now common knowledge in the class. Some things that had previously been incomprehensible to them became reasonable and well-accepted, although occasionally there would still be people like Lu Ziyang who would get startled.

"What are you thinking about? This is my mother's suitcase." Yu Xiang glanced at him disdainfully and explained.

"Then what about this academic genius..." Lu Ziyang said, his eyes glancing at the suitcase in Jiang Ci's hand.

"It's my mother's."

"So your mother actually bought the best friend suitcases and just happened to lend them to you?" Lu Ziyang hissed and guessed, touching his chin.

But he specifically emphasized the word "coincidentally", adding a touch of meaning.