Chapter 25 First Encounter (Zhu Wan x Fang Qibai)
"Oh, isn't this our Miss Zhu?"
"Look quickly, what happened? Why is he covered in blood?"
"Oh my god, Zhu Fan, you're not going to commit suicide because Fang Qibai doesn't like you, are you?"
Rong Lewei, arm in arm with her girlfriends, held her car keys in one hand and a cup of milk tea in the other, her expression exaggerated and gloating.
Her girlfriends covered their mouths and said, "Le Wei, so affectionate, so touching."
Zhu Fan lifted her eyelids and said, "Your eyesight isn't good. I suggest you go see an ophthalmologist."
How can a few drops of blood be considered as being covered in blood?
Rong Lewei and the girl next to her were still chatting and laughing, clearly trying to make her unhappy.
Zhu Fan sent messages to Zhu Wan but received no reply, and she also did not answer his calls.
Not wanting to waste time, she turned and left.
Rong Lewei stepped forward to stop Zhu Fan, "Fang Qibai left the school more than ten minutes ago."
"His piano performance at the theater, which he couldn't attend last night, was rescheduled for tonight. But then that madman Fang Qizhou attacked him on the basketball court without warning, injuring Fang Qibai's left hand."
"I just saw you and Fang Qizhou standing so close and talking. Did you ask Fang Qizhou to do it?"
"The little robot designed by Fang Qizhou has been following you for so long today. Are you two up to something?"
"Zhu Fan, how can you be so vicious?"
"Should I destroy myself if I can't have the person I like?"
Rong Lewei's determined accusation made Zhu Fan suddenly stop in her hurry to leave.
"Rong Lewei, you were rejected by Fang Qibai today. You must be feeling pretty upset."
"Fang Qibai injured his hand and can't play the zither. You must be heartbroken, wishing you could take his place, right?"
"You're really unhappy right now, and you want to pick a fight or vent your frustrations on someone, right?"
Zhu Fan asked three questions in a row, which made Rong Lewei's face show a variety of expressions.
She continued, "Talking isn't fun, how about a fight?"
Rong Le looked like she was possessed by a ghost, while Zhu Fan's lips curled into a slight smile. "Let's pull each other's hair, pinch each other, scratch each other's faces, and tear each other's clothes."
The girl next to Rong Lewei stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Is this still the same aloof and proud Zhu Fan from before?
The girl wore a long white dress, and a nonchalant smile graced her pure and aloof face. The eagerness in her eyes made Rong Le slightly give in.
He's gone mad! Zhu Fan has lost his mind because of heartbreak.
Rong Lewei stumbled back several steps, her high heels suddenly getting stuck in the crack between the bricks. If her friend hadn't caught her, she would have fallen to the ground.
Zhu Fan stood there, watching Rong Lewei, who had exquisite makeup, wore a V-neck tight white shirt, a black pleated skirt, and ten-centimeter high heels.
It's easy to see that Rong Lewei dressed up carefully for her birthday party that evening.
Zhu Fan flicked his wrist and lazily walked towards her.
Rong Lewei gripped her friend tightly, her back view showing a flustered and hurried demeanor as she wore ten-centimeter high heels.
Zhu Fan looked away in disappointment.
She really wanted to fight someone. Before transmigrating into the book, she had never been in a fight. The original owner of this body had a cold and aloof personality and would never fight with anyone.
You won't regret trying things you've never tried before.
Zhu Fan felt that she had been influenced by Fang Qizhou, and her thoughts were starting to go a little crazy.
It was getting late, and she was too lazy to go back to her dorm to change.
She drove to the vicinity of No. 2 Middle School and looked for Zhu Wan along the nearby bus stops.
I can't find him, and he keeps not answering my calls.
Zhu Fan merged into the traffic, starting to worry; it was already completely dark. Beijing was such a large city, and Zhu Wan was out of contact; she couldn't help but feel anxious.
Fortunately, Zhu Wan finally answered the phone.
Hearing Zhu Wan say that she had arrived home, and that her phone had been on silent during the exam and had been in her bag the whole time...
Zhu Fan listened to the little girl's self-reproachful explanation, "My mother and I were worried that you would get lost, but it seems we were worrying for nothing."
"I'll be home soon, stay home and wait for me."
When Zhu Fan got home, she was so tired that she could barely lift her arms.
Zhu Wan sat alone on the living room sofa, her back straight, the TV off, her head bowed, waiting for someone.
The huge living room was completely silent, and the girl's figure was thin and small.
In that instant, Zhu Fan seemed to see herself at thirteen. It was the same day; she was playing wildly outside with her friends, and her grandmother couldn't reach her and searched everywhere for her. When she got home, she didn't know her grandmother had been looking for her for hours, and she forgot to call her grandmother. She waited for her grandmother at home until very, very late.
Zhu Fan closed her eyes and composed herself.
She called softly to the girl's retreating figure, "A-Yuan."
Zhu Wan turned her head, the light flowing in her eyes gathering in her pupils, tinged with starlight.
"sorry……"
My sister called me more than twenty times and sent me many messages on my phone.
These messages dispelled the silence and unease she felt when she returned home alone in the empty house.
Zhu Fan interrupted her apology, "Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."
"Sister, are you hurt?"
Zhu Fan waved his hand, explaining that the blood on his clothes was from an accidental smear.
The worry in Zhu Wan's eyes warmed Zhu Fan's heart.
"Sister, go take a shower and change your clothes. I'll cook you some noodles."
"My egg noodles are delicious."
Zhu Wan's words and her rough hands made Zhu Fan feel a little sorry for her.
When she was sixteen or seventeen, her grandmother would kick her out every time she tried to enter the kitchen.
The calluses on Zhu Wan's hands were from years of hard work.
"You had two interviews and two written tests today, aren't you tired?"
She pulled Zhu Wan upstairs, and when she heard that Zhu Wan wasn't tired, she smiled and said, "We have a cook, a driver, a cleaning lady, and Aunt Shu."
“Ah Yuan, all of this should have been yours.”
You need to learn to adapt.
"You must have had a tough exam today. Cook me noodles again next time, and I'll help you with the cooking."
Zhu Fan realized that her words were a bit serious, so she lowered her voice and said, "Forget about all that submissiveness and caution you used to have."
Zhu Wan, carrying her schoolbag, was gently pushed into her room by Zhu Fan. "Take a shower and change into some pretty clothes, and I'll take you out for a nice meal."
The door was gently closed.
Zhu Wan put down her bag, a relaxed smile playing on her lips without her even realizing it.
She unzipped her backpack and pulled out the student ID card she had found.
The school name on her student ID sparked a longing in her eyes. Her gaze drifted down and lingered on those three characters.
Fang Qibai.
She couldn't help but read it aloud.
Thinking about what happened tonight, she regretted her weakness; she should have punched that scoundrel.
She took a bus from No. 2 Middle School, transferred to bus 635 at Muxuyuan, and felt that someone was deliberately taking advantage of her after she got on the bus.
This was the first time she had encountered something like this, and she panicked.
The bus was crowded, and there was very little room to stand, so she couldn't avoid it no matter how hard she tried.
Because of her avoidance and silence, that scoundrel became even more emboldened.
Someone pulled her along, and she was drawn into a clean and refreshing embrace.
The boy's face stunned her for several seconds.
With that "Don't be afraid," she was gently pushed to a safe position.
The boy even helped her teach that scoundrel a lesson.
That face flashed before her eyes. She regretted that she hadn't reacted quickly enough when she found his student ID card. By the time she was about to chase after him to return it, the car door had already closed. Her calls for the driver to open the door and get out were ignored.
Most importantly, she forgot to thank him.
His hand looks injured...
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