Chapter 88 The Delinquent School Beauty Transfer Student 29 Candied Hawthorn...

Until she was discharged from the hospital, Yun Chiyi never tested Lin Hengzhi again, lest she accidentally touch his sore spot.

She rested for a while before going back to school. After that, she was overwhelmed by her studies every day and could barely stand up straight. She could only shed two lines of tears and look forward to the holidays.

Once the autumn winds pass and the cold winds rise, Laba Festival will arrive in the blink of an eye.

On Saturday morning, Yun Chiyi, wearing a fluffy pink scarf and a snow-white down jacket, stamped her feet in the biting cold wind.

She rubbed her hands together to warm them, then peered cautiously across the traffic light. Why weren't Wang Jiajia and Xin Xiaoya here yet? Didn't they say they absolutely had to be the first to eat the restaurant's mutton?

Her delicate face, with its nose reddened from the cold, gained a touch of coquettish charm. Her crescent-shaped eyes suddenly curved into a smile, and Yun Chiyi waved impatiently, "Here, here!"

As Wang Jiajia and Xin Xiaoya slowly approached, she feigned anger: "What are you two doing? You're so inconsiderate, making a patient like me wait for so long."

Xin Xiaoya laughed from the side, while Wang Jiajia picked her ear and said, "Come on, this trick works on Lin Hengzhi, but it doesn't work on me. You're full of energy right now, you're not a patient at all. Besides, weren't we going to treat you to mutton to help you recover? How is that not considerate?"

They always argue whenever they meet. Xin Xiaoya once used sign language to say that the two of them were a pair of bickering lovers.

Walking noisily, Wang Jiajia stopped at her feet, beaming with joy, and said, "I have good news for you."

Yun Chiyi guessed, "What's wrong? How much did you get on your math test this time?"

Wang Jiajia's expression turned sour: "It's not this."

She pulled Xin Xiaoya in front of Yun Chiyi, raised her chin, and began to direct: "Don't be nervous, you can do it, go ahead and say it."

Yun Chiyi frowned slightly: "Hmm..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yun Chiyi suddenly realized what was happening and grabbed Xin Xiaoya's hand: "You can speak now?!"

Xin Xiaoya's eyes narrowed with laughter: "Mmm."

Wang Jiajia added from the side, "Simply saying one or two words is fine occasionally, and it will get better and better later. I say 'keep going' to her ten or eight times a day, and she's finally willing to talk."

Xin Xiaoya blushed, but still insisted on saying, "Yes."

Xin Xiaoya's voice was weak, soft, and gentle. Goosebumps rose on Yun Chiyi's arm and lingered for a long time. She smiled and pinched Xin Xiaoya's cheek: "Xiaoya is great!"

"Let's go eat meat."

Yun Chi was overjoyed and took the arms of the two people on either side.

Thinking about it, I'm in a really good mood. The three of us ate a big pot of mutton, and our bodies felt warm and comfortable.

On her way home after eating, Yun Chiyi bought some candied hawthorns. Holding one skewer in her hand and another in her mouth, she hummed and sang as she walked into the community.

She hesitated for a moment at the crossroads, smiled slightly, and turned around, intending to visit Lin Hengzhi's house first.

At this time, Lin Hengzhi should be doing a thorough cleaning at home.

She knew the place so well she could find his house with her eyes closed. When she got to the door, there was a loud bang from inside. She froze, her hand raised to knock, startled.

What is Lin Hengzhi up to? Is he renovating?

Why isn't the door closed?

Yun Chiyi tilted her head and looked through the crack in the door when a shrill sound suddenly rang out.

"Where's my medicine? Where did you hide it! That idiot clearly delivered it to the wrong place."

You just want me to die!

Lin Hengzhi said slowly in a cold voice, "Does my wish for your death mean you will die?"

Lin Song, whom we hadn't seen for a long time, came back for some reason. As soon as he returned, he made a mess of the house, leaving no room to even step.

Lin Song rummaged around frantically, almost screaming, "Damn it, how much money did I spend to get this imported medicine?"

Lin Hengzhi stood by the wall, watching calmly, and even had the leisure to ask, "What disease do you have? You need expensive medicine, it must be a terminal illness."

Lin Song was so angry that he could hardly breathe when he heard the slight hint of joy in Lin Hengzhi's voice. He had known all along that Lin Hengzhi was born to take his life.

The father and son were arguing incessantly when Lin Hengzhi suddenly saw Yun Chiyi standing outside the door. His eyes instantly darkened, and his lips pursed involuntarily.

Upon seeing outsiders, Lin Song clutched his chest and cried out, "My son is truly unfilial! He wants to kill someone!"

"It's heartbreaking. What have I been working so hard for my whole life?!"

Yun Chiyi couldn't help but laugh and leaned against the door, saying, "Lin Hengzhi, how come your house got burgled, and such a noisy burglar at that?"

When he realized it was an acquaintance, Lin Song immediately lost face and lost all interest in playing the role of a miserable father.

Yun Chiyi pushed open the door and entered, unknowingly getting caught up in trouble. She walked directly towards Lin Hengzhi, stuffed the candied hawthorn into his hand, and as she lifted his hand, she saw a cut on the back of his hand, two or three centimeters long, the blood had already scabbed over, the wound looked especially unsightly on his hand.

She frowned, looking very displeased, and said, "Are you injured?"

Lin Hengzhi silently looked down at her, moved to stand behind her, and explained the incident in a soft voice: "He barged in for no reason and ransacked the place, leaving broken vases everywhere."

"I hadn't seen him for a while and thought he had moved elsewhere, but I didn't expect him to come back."

Lin Song was so angry when she heard him spouting nonsense that she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not going to waste my breath on you. Give me back my medicine."

Lin Hengzhi moved closer to Yun Chiyi, his voice very close behind him: "I haven't seen the medicine he mentioned."

He was probably bending over, because the heat was hitting Yun Chiyi's head. Yun Chiyi tilted her head and said, "Did you hear that? He didn't take your things."

She chuckled: "But you, you smashed so many things for no reason, you should pay some compensation."

Upon hearing this, Lin Song retorted with a grim expression, "Which eye of yours saw me smashing things?"

Yun Chiyi crossed her arms: "I believe Lin Hengzhi. If you didn't smash it, do you dare to swear that you died of a serious illness the day after you did it?"

Lin Hengzhi didn't want to see Lin Song for even a second, and he didn't care about the meager compensation. He straightened up and said, "If I take his money, he'll have a reason to leech off me next time."

Lin Hengzhi then said to Lin Song, "You can leave now. I won't hold what happened today against you."

Lin Song was unwilling to leave without receiving the medicine, especially since Lin Hengzhi's magnanimous tone made him unable to swallow his anger.

Sensing that Lin Song was about to cause trouble again, Yun Chi took a step forward, but was pulled back by Lin Hengzhi. If she had gone any further, there would have been broken vases scattered all over the ground.

Yun Chiyi let him hold her, and she said in a cold voice, "Lin Hengzhi is lucky that he's not going to pursue this matter. If we're going to hold it against you, you broke into a private residence, damaged property, and maliciously injured someone. You don't have to leave now, but I'll go down and tell the security guards to send you to the police station for a few days."

After she finished speaking, she turned to Lin Hengzhi and asked for his opinion: "Would you write a letter of understanding?"

Lin Hengzhi's answer was concise: "No."

Lin Song was taken aback by these words and cursed fiercely, "Pah!"

He slammed the door and left, cursing and swearing, leaving behind a messy room.

Yun Chiyi frowned and looked around the living room. Broken vases, crushed fruit, and books from the bookshelf were all scattered miserably on the floor.

The house is already difficult to clean, and with Lin Song's visit, I wonder how late Lin Hengzhi will be busy.

Lost in thought, her hand was enveloped by cold fingers. Lin Hengzhi led her to sit on the sofa and carefully examined her body and palms.

"Are you alright?"

Yun Chiyi shook off his hand: "How could I be injured? But you, do you need to disinfect yourself?"

"It's nothing." Lin Hengzhi picked up a broom and started sweeping the living room, the broken porcelain shards clanging and clattering.

Yun Chiyi sat quietly. He glanced at her feet, and she leaned back and lifted her feet. Something under the sofa cushion poked her palm, making Yun Chiyi curious.

She reached out her finger and touched it, and roughly felt out several boxes of medicine.

Almost instinctively, he glanced at Lin Hengzhi. No wonder he was so generous today; it turned out he was feeling guilty and didn't want to get entangled.

Yun Chiyi withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "How long will it take you to finish sweeping by yourself? I'll help you."

Before going to get the mop, she picked up a candied hawthorn from the coffee table and let Lin Hengzhi have a bite first.

"I've already tried it; it's sweet and sour."

Lin Hengzhi doesn't like sweets, but her bright eyes made it impossible for him to refuse. He lowered his head and bit into a hawthorn, the sweet and sour taste quickly spreading in his mouth.

Yun Chiyi put down the candied hawthorn with satisfaction and turned to look for a mop. She didn't see Lin Hengzhi, who was sucking on a hawthorn, following her movements until she turned around again.

The two of them cleaned up the trash and wiped the windows clean. Lin Hengzhi also called someone to replace the door with a sturdy one and a brand new lock.

After finishing all this, the sky was already dusky, and the sweet taste in his mouth was still clear. Lin Hengzhi licked his lips, took off a key and handed it to Yun Chiyi: "Don't lose it, it will cost money to get a new one."

The brand-new key gleamed with a metallic sheen in Yun Chiyi's hand. She twisted her wrist and rubbed the key between two fingers: "It's too easy to lose it like this. Make me a keychain so I can hang it up and carry it around easily."

Lin Hengzhi didn't refuse and asked, "What kind do you want?"

He agreed to it even though it was just a joke. Yun Chi thought for a long time and said, "Let's make candied hawthorns with a knitting needle. The colors are nice."

After she finished speaking, she asked uncertainly, "Can you?"

Lin Hengzhi nodded.

Yun Chiyi laughed heartily: "You can do this too? Is there anything you can't do?"

Lin Heng raised his chin, indicating, "Everything has its rules; once you understand them, it's simple."

Yun Chiyi sincerely exclaimed, "Sometimes I really envy your brain."

That's what he said. As soon as Yun Chiyi got home, he locked the door and went out to buy crochet tutorials and a bunch of yarn.

Lin Hengzhi cooked a bowl of vegetarian noodles for dinner, cleaned up the dishes, wiped his hands clean, turned on the desk lamp, and spread out the tutorial books and yarn balls on the table.

He is indeed quick to learn, and soon he could identify a perfectly round hawthorn by following the pattern.

But it didn't look particularly good, so Lin Hengzhi took it apart again and started to reshape it from scratch. He repeated this process three or four times. He pinched the red hawthorn with his long fingers and pressed his eyes with his ring finger. His eyebrows and eyes then relaxed, revealing a satisfied expression.

Before going to sleep, Yun Chiyi noticed that the light in his bedroom was still on. She yawned and drew the curtains.

"Studying so late, no wonder they're such good students."