Li Mo
Ah...this.
Li Mo stood there completely stunned: "You..."
Liang Xinchong turned his head away and stopped looking at her, sulking to himself.
Li Mo had no experience in coaxing boys either. She bit her pen and said, without any conscience, why did she feel like laughing just now?
Why is he crying? It's the first time she's ever seen a boy cry.
Li Mo was a little curious, so she peeked over to look at him and found that he had returned to normal. It was as if the red-eyed Liang Xinchong from before was just a figment of her imagination and not real.
After this little incident, she felt she couldn't even look at the exercises in front of her anymore, so she pulled out her notebook and wrote a sentence on it—
You're in a bad mood.
She pushed the note over little by little, and Liang Xinchong gave it a very gracious glance.
He didn't pick up a pen or write anything; he just leaned over and asked, "You're only just realizing this?"
Li Mo tore off the note and quickly wrote: I've been so busy lately, I don't have time to care about you.
After she finished writing, she added a sentence below.
P.S.: Please refrain from talking or writing during class, thank you!
The note was handed over, Liang Xinchong read it, pursed his lips, finally picked up a pen, scribbled a few words, and tossed it back.
Liang Xinchong: Yeah, you don't have time for me, but you have time to send gifts to Chen You.
Li Mo: That's two bottles of acne cream. Also, even if I give you a gift, there's no need to tell you in advance who I'm giving it to, OK?
Liang Xinchong stared at what she had written, picked up his pen as if to write something, but then realized there was no need to.
He put down his pen, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it away.
Li Mo: "..."
When the note ran out, she didn't write any more to Liang Xinchong, thinking she could talk about it after class.
She silently pulled out a test paper and started writing, but soon regained her focus, leaving Liang Xinchong alone to struggle internally.
The last class of the afternoon has ended.
Li Mo turned her head to look at Liang Xinchong and called out to him, "Liang..."
Before he could finish speaking, Liang Xinchong slung his bag over his shoulder and walked out of the classroom.
Li Mo chased after him, calling out to him from behind, "Liang Xinchong!"
He didn't turn around and kept walking forward.
Li Mo followed for a while, then got tired of it and stopped.
Seeing that there was no movement behind him, Liang Xinchong turned around and called her name: "Li Mo".
Li Mo stood still, just watching him.
Liang Xinchong stood there for a while, then walked towards her direction.
Li Mo watched him walk towards her and asked, "Why didn't you answer me when I called you earlier?"
He complained to her, "Why did you stop chasing me after only a little while?"
"Why should I pursue you?" she asked him in a flat tone.
You made me angry.
Li Mo sighed.
"I didn't do anything to you, you're just inexplicably jealous."
"You're not my boyfriend, why should I comfort you?"
"Don't be so possessive of me. I've already told you, we're in our final year of high school now, and I'm very busy. I don't have much time to care about you."
"If giving gifts to other male classmates makes you unhappy, and you come to question me, I think you should give up on liking me sooner rather than later."
After she finished speaking, she brushed past him.
Ignoring his expression, I walked straight toward the bicycle shed.
Liang Xinchong caught up with her, and as he backed away, he said to her, "I like you. I just can't help liking you, and there's nothing I can do about it."
"I'm not good at managing my emotions yet. I know I have no right to be jealous right now, but please be nicer to me in the future."
"You're really rude to me."
"What's wrong with it?" She stopped in her tracks.
He stopped too: "You always have a cold face when you talk to me, but you don't do that to other people. I don't expect you to be very nice to me, but at least treat me like a normal classmate."
Li Mo shook her head: "I didn't notice any difference. You're just being too sensitive."
"Okay, okay, I was too sensitive. I deserve it. I'm shameless. You don't like me, yet I still fawn over you."
"You're so childish."
Li Mo walked forward, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
He moved aside, blocking her way.
She turned right, deciding to go around him.
He moved a little to the right, continuing to block her.
Li Mo, unable to bear it any longer, said, "Make way."
Liang Xinchong finally stopped moving, his shoulders slumped and his head hanging low.
Li Mo didn't even glance at him. She went to the bike shed to get her bike. When she pushed her own bicycle out, she saw him still standing there in the same posture, like a bent tree.
She gritted her teeth, suppressed her soft heart, and pushed the cart past him without ever glancing at him.
Liang Xinchong stood there for an unknown amount of time before he came to his senses.
He returned home somewhat dejectedly, washed up early, and went to bed. While lying in bed, he repeatedly checked his phone, hoping that Li Mo would send him a message, even just one.
But no.
What does this prove?
Li Mo didn't care about him.
Li Mo doesn't like him.
He, the handsome Liang, has always been the one pursued by others since childhood. He has never experienced anything like this before.
"Damn it." Liang Xinchong cursed inwardly and tossed his phone onto the bedside table.
He tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep. In the middle of the night, he got up, turned on the desk lamp, took out the test paper, and finally made a major decision—to study hard.
Liang Xinchong was listening to music and doing his homework with headphones on. Before he knew it, it was late at night.
When Zhou Man woke up in the middle of the night, she found that the light was still on in Liang Xinchong's room. She seriously suspected that he was playing video games until late at night again. She knocked on the door, but no one answered.
She pushed the door open and went in.
Liang Xinchong hadn't reacted yet; he was currently immersed in his own world.
Zhou Man was so frightened that her legs almost went weak.
Oh no, her son is really going to be possessed by a ghost.
He's actually doing his homework? And he looks so serious about it. Usually, when he doesn't like studying, he wouldn't even bother to pretend.
Zhou Man slowly closed the door, revealing a smile that said, "My son has finally grown up."
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Not only Zhou Man, but even the homeroom teacher noticed Liang Xinchong's change.
He started paying attention in class, his head-up rate increased significantly, he completed his homework on time, and his test scores improved markedly.
During this time, Li Mo was also busy reviewing her studies while rehearsing and performing in "The Merchant of Venice." The play achieved a very good result in the school competition, winning second prize in the entire school.
The second monthly exam for senior high school students was held at the end of October, and the results were not released until the beginning of November.
In late autumn and early winter, the students of Yuehai Middle School were already wearing thick coats.
Liang Xinchong's results came out—397th place, still last in the class, but only a few points behind the person in front.
After the second monthly exam, a parent-teacher meeting was held, and most of the students' parents attended. Li Mo performed steadily and remained first in the grade.
On the day of the class meeting, Yuan Hai gave some inspirational speeches, talked about each student's situation, and communicated with many students' parents, including Liang Xinchong's mother, Zhou Man.
Yuan Hai was very satisfied with Liang Xinchong's progress: "Zhou Man's mother, Liang Xinchong performed very well this time. He has made a lot of progress recently. Back in his second year of high school, he could only score around 500th. In the two monthly exams in his third year of high school, he did better each time."
Zhou Man was very happy, and then she heard that Liang Xinchong's deskmate was the top student in the grade, so she was even happier and insisted on seeing who the so-called top student in the grade was.
Yuan Hai pointed in a certain direction, and Zhou Man looked over. It was a girl who looked well-behaved.
Zhou Man thought to herself, "No wonder. His deskmate is a top student in the grade, and he can also help her son improve."
After the parents' meeting ended and the parents left the school, the students had their last class meeting.
Throughout the entire class meeting, Liang Xinchong was restless, as if he had fleas all over him, almost developing ADHD.
Li Mo sometimes listened attentively to the lesson, and sometimes she kept her head down writing on her test paper, but she didn't seem to pay any attention to him.
Liang Xinchong really wants to slap his report card in front of her and say, "Look, look how much I've improved!"
But he held back.
Is he going to use this condition to threaten Li Mo?
Tell her she should keep her promise and be my girlfriend?
What kind of person would he become? He doesn't want that. He's a gentleman!
After the class meeting, school was over. Boarding students went to the cafeteria for dinner and showers before attending evening self-study.
Day students should go home.
When the bell rang, Li Mo packed her things into her backpack.
Liang Xinchong sat in his seat, wielding a large sword and swaying his report card in his hand.
He looked left and right, east and west, but he didn't look at Li Mo. In fact, he had already scanned her a thousand times out of the corner of his eye.
Thinking to myself:
Li Mo, why are you still ignoring me?
Have you forgotten what you promised me?
Have you forgotten?
Li Mo finally packed her things, slung her bag over her shoulder, and left the classroom.
Liang Xinchong pursed his lips and slammed the report card he was holding onto the table.
He slung his backpack over one shoulder and chased after them.
"Li Mo!" he called out to her retreating figure.
Li Mo stopped and turned to look at him, her face full of confusion: "Did you need something from me?"
Lately, Liang Xinchong has been contacting her less frequently. He's been focusing on his studies and doing his own thing, and he doesn't want to keep bothering her every day, only to annoy her.
But things are different now.
He, Liang Xinchong, has made progress, so he wants her to keep her "promise".
Liang Xinchong didn't say it outright: "Why do you think I'm looking for you?"
"I couldn't guess," Li Mo said with an innocent expression.
Liang Xinchong was going all out. He thought to himself that he didn't need to be a gentleman anymore: "When...when will you be my girlfriend?" His face and ears turned as red as a pig's liver.
Li Mo blinked, her expression becoming even more innocent: "When did I ever say I wanted to date you?"
Liang Xinchong looked like he'd been struck by lightning.
Li Mo remembered that she seemed to have mentioned this before: "But I said I would 'consider' it, not that I agreed directly, okay?"
Liang Xinchong was completely petrified.
She did say "I'll think about it," so how did he misinterpret it?
Liang Xinchong: "How long will it take you to consider this?"
"I don't know, I've been very busy lately, maybe I'll get through this busy period."
Liang Xinchong gritted his teeth: "Just keep me hanging on like this."
"Who's keeping you hanging? Don't spread rumors!" Li Mo jumped up and down.
“You said before that you had feelings for me, and that you would consider being my girlfriend if my grades improved. You gave me a signal, and now you want me to wait.” Liang Xinchong took a few steps toward her, so close that Li Mo felt he could pull her into his arms with just one reach: “Li Mo, do you know how long I’ve been looking forward to today? When the results came out just now, my hands were shaking with excitement.”
He rattled off so much in one breath, and Li Mo replied earnestly, "If I misled you at the beginning, I can tell you very clearly now that I had absolutely no intention of stringing you along, and I haven't fallen for you yet. Like I said, liking someone is a one-sided thing for you; you can't ask me to..."
— Liking someone is something you only wish for.
Liang Xinchong opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word; tears fell down his face first.
“You…” Li Mo was stunned.
The next second, Liang Xinchong turned around. She couldn't see his deep affection clearly, so she stepped forward, poked his arm, and softened her tone: "Are you alright...?"
He suddenly reached out and covered her eyes, preventing her from seeing. After a while, he withdrew his hand, brushed past her, silently went to tow the car, silently got on his bicycle and left, without saying a word the whole time.
Li Mo stood there, watching his departing figure until it was swallowed up by the evening sunset, before she came back to her senses.
She seems to have really made someone cry.
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