Chapter 40 Chapter 40 “Does your hand hurt?”
Lin Qianyuan threw down his phone, patted his pillow, and was extremely angry.
It's a pity that she was still feeling uncomfortable there for so long.
She took out her calendar and calculated when she would resume tutoring.
Pei Lanqing, who was reviewing for tomorrow's exam, received a schedule detailing the academic subjects for his senior year. He carefully glanced over it and immediately replied, "I'll adjust my schedule accordingly."
Lin Qianyuan glanced at his reply and instantly became even more furious. She couldn't go to school, so she'd deliberately added a lot of tutoring time to her schedule. But he was like a lake, never prone to any major storms. No matter what the outside world threw at it, the ripples would eventually return to their usual calm, unfazed.
Lin Qianyuan was so angry that he didn't want to say a word.
Pei Lanqing was still staring at his phone in a daze. Zhang Shurui put down his book and pretended to look at his phone.
No one sent him a message.
It was a close call, he almost got disturbed while reviewing for the exam. If anyone came to look for him, he would just feel upset.
Zhang Shurui began to recite in a babbling voice, and while reciting the text he noted the key points from Pei Lanqing's class notes.
After a few minutes, he suddenly stopped talking, dragged his chair over to Pei Lanqing, and tried to ask a question he didn't understand.
Pei Lanqing gave him an answer.
Zhang Shurui nodded as if suddenly realizing something. Just as he was about to drag his chair back, he accidentally glanced at the white sweatshirt on the balcony. He stopped in his tracks and said, "Pei Lanqing."
The way he hesitated to speak was too obvious, and Pei Lanqing couldn't help but notice it. "What do you want to say?"
Zhang Shurui covered his face with a book, and his eyes, which were visible above the book, were shining brightly. Surprisingly, the other two people in the dormitory also looked over there.
Pei Lanqing did not rush them, but waited patiently for them to speak first.
Zhang Shurui hesitated for a long time, opening and closing his mouth, and was reluctant to speak.
Dai Xiaoyu looked up at the sky in silence. He couldn't wait any longer and asked quickly, "Lan Qing, are you in love?"
They had been wondering in their hearts tacitly that apart from being in love, they couldn't think of anything else that would make him stay out all night.
Even so, it took them a long time to accept this fact. After all, Pei Lanqing really didn't look like someone who would do such a thing.
Since the person involved never brought it up, they knew better than to ask any more questions until they saw the bloodstains on his clothes this morning, at which point they could no longer resist asking.
Chen Jun carefully chose his words, his face full of seriousness, "Have you encountered any difficulties?"
Compared to others, they were actually more worried about his personal safety, after all, blood was seen.
Pei Lanqing smiled faintly after hearing this and answered them one by one, "I'm not in love, nor have I encountered any difficulties."
As for the blood… He thought of Lin Qianyuan last night, “It wasn’t me who was injured, it was the student I was tutoring.”
It had been so long since he mentioned tutoring. Chen Jun nodded and thought for a moment, "Is it the same guy who came to the school to look for you before?"
"Um."
"What grade is she in now?"
"Second year of high school."
After Chen Jun's reminder, Zhang Shurui remembered who he was talking about. He closed the book and asked with interest, "Is her family very rich? She looks very noble."
After saying this, Zhang Shurui raised his chin and casually glanced at the other two people in the dormitory. When he spoke again, there was a hint of complacency in his tone, "I've seen her."
Zhang Shurui didn't spend too much time reminiscing before accurately commenting, "She looks like a celebrity, fair and tall, with a very strong aura."
Chen Jun smiled and shook his head when he heard this, without saying anything more.
Dai Xiaoyu couldn't stand his smug look, so he narrowed his eyes and deliberately asked him, "Have you ever seen a celebrity?"
Zhang Shurui, who had never seen her before, was very good at talking. "I've only seen this one of hers."
After saying this, he turned around and patted Pei Lanqing's arm, trying to win him over as an ally. "Am I wrong?"
Pei Lanqing quietly dodged his hand, neither saying yes nor no. He raised his eyebrows and asked with interest, "Have you finished memorizing the book?"
The topic changed too suddenly. Zhang Shurui was stunned for two seconds. When he saw the expression on his face, he felt a slight chill.
This man was clearly smiling, but his aura was very similar to that of the invisible villain he had seen in TV dramas who killed people.
As expected, a bolt from the blue struck him the next second. He heard Pei Lanqing casually ask him, "Are you using your notes smoothly?"
"Stop, stop, stop! I didn't hear anything!" Zhang Shurui quickly moved the chair away from Pei Lanqing.
He knew without needing to answer that no matter what answer he gave, Pei Lanqing would use flawless logic to achieve his goal. His goal had been achieved, so what was he going to do? He didn't want to fail the course!
Zhang Shurui held his head, blocking out all external information, especially from Pei Lanqing. He read from the book and continued reciting.
Dai Xiaoyu was amazed and expressed high respect to Pei Lanqing.
Pei Lanqing smiled helplessly and turned around to continue reviewing.
The next morning, Zhang Shurui stormed into the examination room with a fierce look on his face. The students who were already seated there glanced at Pei Lanqing, their eyes asking, "Another crazy one?"
Pei Lanqing couldn't help but smile and nodded slightly.
The teacher of this course was well-known in the academy for his difficult and low-scoring exams and flexible questions. Students privately called him "Beethoven," meaning that even if you memorized the material, you wouldn't get many points. In other words, if you didn't memorize, you would get nothing at all.
The classmate pulled Zhang Shurui aside and asked, "Didn't you go to worship the Xiezhi?"
Xiezhi is a mythical beast in ancient mythology and legends. It possesses great wisdom and can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, loyalty from treachery. It is a symbol of "fairness and justice" in the judiciary.
There is a Xiezhi statue in their law school.
Zhang Shurui cried, "I'm so sorry, I almost couldn't get up from my knees."
The class burst into laughter, and someone said, "I bought apples for Mr. Xiezhi. I hope you can guarantee that I will pass."
"Huh?" someone else asked, "Where did you put it? Nothing I bought can fit in there."
Everyone burst into laughter, and the heavy atmosphere was swept away.
Pei Lanqing found his seat and turned off his phone. Before turning it off, he opened the chat software and clicked on the dialog box with Lin Qianyuan for some unknown reason.
Do I need to tell her? I have a test soon and my phone will be turned off.
Pei Lanqing typed a few words and realized what he was doing. He stopped, deleted the content, and decisively clicked to exit.
Lin Qianyuan asked him at this time, "Teacher Pei, when will you come to tutor today?"
The schedule she set started from today.
Before he could reply, Lin Qianyuan added thoughtfully, "I don't mean anything else. I'm just worried you'd forget. After all, people tend to forget things."
She called him "you" all the time, and apart from any expression that could be imagined, her words were full of respect.
It must be because of his answer that night.
Out of caution, he felt that whether he gave a positive or negative answer, it would be inappropriate, so he handed the initiative back to her and let her handle it.
But answering a question that is not asked is still an answer.
Lin Qianyuan was still feeling depressed, and her words were particularly harsh when she was angry. She wanted to see how he would respond.
Pei Lanqing continued speaking in his usual tone, "I'll be late today. I have an exam."
Lin Qianyuan pursed her lips. Although she was angry, she didn't want to disturb him from doing his own thing. [Oh.]
A few seconds later, the keyboard was tapped again. Lin Qianyuan had a cold face, frowned slightly, and clicked send.
Pei Lanqing was just about to tell her that he needed to turn off his phone, but when he saw the message she sent, he was stunned for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes and smiled, and replied: [Yes.]
Lin Qianyuan regretted what he had said, and kept muttering, "Why do you believe everything I say?"
"Oh my god," she couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand, a look of disbelief on her face, "How could I possibly wait for you?"
"Your reply of 'hmm' won't do anything."
Lin Qianyuan was talking to himself, and occasionally he would wake up and think that the message had already been sent successfully.
She pulled up the quilt, covered her face, and collapsed secretly.
The windows of the ward were not closed. It was early summer, the trees outside the building were lush and green, and the summer breeze was full of vitality, blowing in gusts.
The bunch of gladioluses beside the bed had already been framed in another form. When Aunt Wu arrived here, there was only the sound of wind in the ward. She thought Lin Qianyuan had not woken up yet.
Lin Qianyuan heard the noise, pulled back the quilt and got out of bed.
Wu Ma looked at her carefully for a while. For some reason, she sensed that Lin Qianyuan was in a good mood, much better than last night. She didn't dare to ask, but just smiled and asked her to eat more.
After breakfast, Lin Qianyuan asked her to find the person in charge of the hospital to change the table. The staff arrived in time and saw the scratches on the table. He couldn't help but wonder what happened?
Aunt Wu smiled and said, "I did it accidentally." She lowered her body slightly and said respectfully, "Thank you for your help."
This one sentence blocked all other questions, and the staff could only suppress their shock and work efficiently.
Lin Qianyuan was curled up in the single sofa. Her hair was not long, and she wore a long straight black wig. She looked no different from before, but she had gotten used to wearing a hat in the past few months, so she put a baseball cap on her long hair.
The shadow cast by the brim of her hat covered the upper half of her face. She seemed to be looking here, and the staff instinctively looked back in her peripheral vision.
She was not wearing a hospital gown, but home clothes, but her aura was not diminished at all. She folded her legs, pursed her lips, flattened the corners of her mouth, and looked at him coldly without avoiding his gaze.
The staff member turned around hurriedly, and sawdust from the scratch on the table pierced into his hand. It was difficult to find it with the naked eye, but the pain was everywhere, tightly wrapped around him, as if it was a gaze from behind.
He changed the table and said goodbye to the people in the room.
Lin Qianyuan continued to curl up on the sofa. She asked Wu Ma to change the bed sheets, and Wu Ma did so.
The phone beside her vibrated. Mrs. Lin replied to her request from last night. She said, "Okay."
Lin Qianyuan mentioned three in total.
First, she does not accept any physical contact; second, she will resume her studies next semester and will need her current tutor; third, she will not fire her aunt and driver.
Lin Qianyuan was not surprised at Mrs. Lin's answer. She would not refuse because he was not negotiating with her.
Lin Qianyuan looked out the window, stared at a random spot, and began to daydream.
Pei Lanqing arrived not too late, just after noon. He put down his schoolbag and planned to take out her textbooks.
Lin Qianyuan sat on the bed, propped up his face, and asked lazily, "Do you have classes this afternoon?"
Pei Lanqing raised his head and met her gaze, "No."
Lin Qianyuan hummed softly, leaning down slightly and getting closer to him. "Then why did you come so early?"
She was very close to him. Pei Lanqing lowered her eyes and stepped back imperceptibly.
His face flushed slightly, and his mind was quickly thinking about what she had said.
She never specified the tutoring time, only that her schedule listed a lot of tasks, and he wasn't sure how long it would take to complete them, so he naturally thought the sooner the tutoring started, the better.
Pei Lanqing lowered his eyes and did not refute. "It's my fault for not telling you in advance, so I disturbed you so abruptly now. I won't do it again in the future."
He said this in an extremely humble manner. Lin Qianyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and automatically stepped back, "Teacher Pei."
She was calling him, addressing him with respect, but her tone was completely different, playful and frivolous, as if it contained a hint of joking.
Pei Lanqing's expression remained normal, "Yeah."
Lin Qianyuan kept twirling the paintbrush in her hand and looked over with a smile, "What should I do now?" She was a little distressed, "I don't want to study yet."
"..." It was his problem. He would definitely make an appointment with her next time. So Pei Lanqing naturally put away the book and smiled gently, "It's okay, you go ahead and do your work."
With this innocent look again, Lin Qianyuan had a smile on his face, but he was unhappy in his heart.
He was just her teacher, and there was no other connection between them. There was no relationship between the two of them, so she didn't even need to worry about him. Thinking of this, she suddenly sneered in her heart. It turned out that she had been in the hospital for so long that she almost forgot that she had never worried about him.
Lin Qianyuan stopped what he was doing, and slammed the paintbrush on the table.
Pei Lanqing heard the noise and looked at her with raised eyebrows. A ripple finally appeared in his calm expression. "Does your hand hurt?"
Lin Qianyuan looked at him for a few seconds, threw down his pen, and held his hand out. "I don't know."
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