Chapter 32 What's wrong with you? For many days afterwards, that stranger...
For many days thereafter, that strange account provided remote one-on-one guidance. Lin Xicai studied until midnight every day, and that account stayed online until midnight, showing her dedication.
The closer the exam time gets, the more anxious Lin Xicai becomes.
This mood continued until the exam was over and the report card was posted in front of the classroom.
There are less than 800 students in the school, and Lin Xicai ranks 595th.
There was a huge crowd around her. Lin Xicai stood at the side of the blackboard and stared at her name. It was not until she screamed that she realized that she had regained her voice.
"I can speak? I can speak!"
The system did not appear, nor did it give her any antidote, but she regained her voice. She called out to it a few times in her mind, but the system was still out of touch with her.
Lin Xicai was puzzled, but the restriction was finally lifted. She was immersed in the relief and ecstasy of being able to speak.
The bell rang, and the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom, flipped through the textbook, and asked, "Who wants to recite the classical Chinese article from last class?"
Lin Xicai raised her hand: "Me!"
The Chinese teacher's eyes lit up: "Zhong Fei."
“I can recite the first paragraph!”
The Chinese teacher lowered her head to read the book, then looked up from the book and frowned: "Are you kidding me? I'm asking you to memorize the first paragraph of only 20 words!"
“Although there are few words, I can recite it out loud.”
The Chinese teacher rubbed his temples and said, "Sit down! Copy this article three times and hand it in to me after class."
"oh......"
The audience was stunned and burst into laughter.
For several classes after that, Lin Xicai was in a somewhat crazy state, as if she was particularly fond of her vocal cords and couldn't help but want to show them off. Whenever the teacher asked her if she knew the answer, she would raise her hand.
Answer one wrong answer, and answer one wrong answer.
It seems like he doesn't care what the answer is, just speak.
Lu Zixin chuckled from behind and winked at Zhu Hongfei secretly, "What's wrong with her? Is she hyperthyroid?"
Zhu Hongfei's face changed drastically. He glanced at Xie Shi and changed the subject before Lu Zixin could say anything more unpleasant - If you don't want to experience another headshot, just shut up, brother. Who do you think you're talking about!
Lin Xicai was excited all day. When school was about to end, she suddenly remembered her deskmate who had slept next to her all day without saying a word. She couldn't help but secretly go up to see Xie Shi's grades.
Then, she suddenly lost her excitement.
Xie Shi ranked one place behind her, with a total score 1 point lower than her, ranking 596th.
She was so tired that she vomited blood and improved by about 200 places, and he also improved by about 200 places while sleeping next to her!
She had one-on-one teaching guidance from Teacher Tian. He didn't even flip through the textbook, but in the end he only scored 1 point behind her!
Lin Xicai suddenly felt unbalanced.
The whole person... looked wilted.
Lu Zixin watched her transform from an active and lively lark into a silent quail, and was speechless. "Why is she so dull again?"
Zhu Hongfei spread his hands and thought to himself: the couple are weirder than each other, acting like lunatics day by day.
Xie Shi lay on the table, her chest filled with her ever-changing emotions. She seemed helpless, and the corners of her lips curved down, a rare hint of softness in her cold and lonely temperament.
......
In order to celebrate Lin Xicai's progress - although this progress cannot be compared with her previous achievements, Zhong Ping is still very happy. She cooked a large table of dishes in the evening. The mother and daughter talked and chatted, and had a happy meal.
After dinner, Lin Xicai pushed Zhong Ping out as usual and took on all the housework. After washing the dishes, she served a box of food and quietly put it in the room as usual.
When Lin Xicai came in with the lunch box, Li Ci was sitting on the sofa with his head slightly lowered. His growing bangs almost covered his eyes. Then, as usual, he looked at her nervously the first second she appeared.
Lin Xicai walked over and handed him the food box silently.
Li Ci lowered his head and reached out to take the food box. He did not use the disposable chopsticks she brought, but paused and picked up an iron spoon from the coffee table with trembling hands.
He seemed to be extremely hungry. He held the food box in one hand and the spoon in the other, shoveling rice into his mouth.
He ate very quickly and choked on some rice grains, coughing twice. Lin Xicai stared at him, slightly stunned, vaguely sensing that something was wrong with him.
While she was stunned, a hint of cruelty suddenly flashed in the eyes that were staring at her from under the messy bangs. The next moment, the man threw away the lunch box, grabbed the iron spoon, and stabbed at her fiercely.
The incident happened suddenly. Lin Xicai dodged to the side, but felt a pain in her left shoulder. When she came to her senses, she found that the sharpest part of the end of the iron spoon had pierced her shoulder directly - judging from the original direction, it was clearly heading towards her neck.
The spoon had obviously been polished, and everything seemed to have been planned for a long time.
The left shoulder instantly turned bright red, staining the white uniform shirt red, as if sticky red ink had been splashed on white paper, leaving some ugly marks that were irritating and had no aesthetic appeal.
Li Ci let go of his hand, lowered his head and looked at his bloody hand in a daze, his eyes blank for a moment.
Then his eyes became dry and red again, "You...deserved it..."
Then, the tail end of his voice was swallowed up by the overwhelming darkness.
A long-lost darkness filled the place, and Li Ci screamed hoarsely, his voice revealing hysterical fear and fragility.
"Don't...don't turn off the light...don't turn off the light! Don't turn off the light, turn it on! Don't turn off the light..."
Lin Xicai silently and calmly allowed the darkness to fill every corner here, and then left that place quietly.
Her face was pale. The moment she landed in the room, the real and sharp pain in her body made her lose her balance. She knocked things off the table and fell heavily to the ground.
There were two quick knocks on the door, and then it opened. Lin Xicai looked over and saw a handsome, surprised face. It was Fu Yanxiu.
When they looked at each other, both of them saw shock in each other's eyes. One didn't understand why she was hurt, and the other didn't understand why he was here.
Fu Yanxiu stared at her, at her pale face and the muddy wound on her shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "What happened?"
Fu Yanxiu almost subconsciously wanted to come over to help her, but Lin Xicai avoided his touch, sat on the ground with bent legs, frowned, and pulled the thing off her shoulder. Her bright eyes were wet with tears due to the pain, but her eyes were as stubborn and indifferent as ever.
She looked him straight in the eyes and lowered her voice, "My mother is out, right? Don't alarm her. Don't tell anyone about what happened today."
The man was covered in blood and looked extremely miserable, but his movements to avoid him were very decisive. Fu Yanxiu's voice turned colder, "How did you get hurt?"
Lin Xicai frowned, paused, and replied: "I accidentally fell and got pricked by the spoon..."
I fell down and got stabbed by a spoon...
"Really?" Fu Yanxiu laughed in anger. "Such injuries are enough to warrant a criminal case. Save this for the police."
Fu Yanxiu stood up and turned around to walk out, but before he could take a step, someone grabbed the corner of his long coat.
The force on the edge of his clothes was as delicate and weak as the hand that was pulling him, but it still easily stopped him from walking away.
The next moment, his palm felt cold and the blood-dripping spoon was stuffed into his hand.
Fu Yanxiu's body stiffened. He turned back to look at the man and frowned.
She looked up at him, her lips pale, but she suddenly smiled. "Are you going to call the police? Yeah, if you do, you'll be the primary suspect. You were plotting something, I resisted fiercely, and then in anger you injured me... This spoon with your fingerprints on it is the murder weapon."
Fu Yanxiu didn't laugh. "What are you crazy about?"
Fu Yanxiu took out his cell phone and called a doctor. After hanging up, he was unusually irritated. After a moment, he called again and added solemnly, "I want a female doctor."
The room was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing clearly.
Lin Xicai was sitting on the ground. Fu Yanxiu seemed to be extremely disgusted with her. He stood with his back to her. His back looked distant, cold, and mixed with some indescribable stiffness.
In the silence, the door outside rang. Lin Xicai frowned, knowing that it was her mother who came back, and her heart unconsciously tightened.
Fu Yanxiu lowered his eyes and glanced at her indifferently, took two wet tissues from her desk, wiped his hands, and walked out.
"Yan Xiu?"
"Auntie Ping, the kitchen made some snacks and brought some to you..."
The two people seemed to have walked away, and Lin Xicai could not hear clearly what they were saying.
After about ten minutes, Fu Yanxiu came in again.
Lin Xicai looked over, "My mother..."
"Aunt Ping will sleep at Xuefan's place tonight." Fu Yanxiu said in a flat tone.
"Thank you."
Fu Yanxiu's eyes were heavy as he continued to stare at her wound.
Lin Xicai seemed to sigh, and after a while, he said hesitantly: "Don't ask me any questions, I can't answer you."
Lin Xicai's expression remained calm, revealing a quiet and eerie air. The wound was bleeding, but she seemed to feel no pain.
Fu Yanxiu stared at her face, then looked away calmly, looking around her room, and then he noticed that there was a door in her room.
Fu Yanxiu's gaze remained on the door for a long time, and he was a little dazed for a moment.
What's behind that door?
The news of Li's only son's disappearance has been circulating for a long time.
Before this person disappeared, he suddenly had some interactions with her.
She kept her mouth shut.
Her strange behavior.
And this strange injury.
.....
What kind of person is this?
What secrets does she still hide?
The doctor came soon. She was indeed a female doctor, probably in her thirties.
Fu Yanxiu gave a few instructions and went out to avoid the situation. Even when he sat down in the living room outside, his mind was still on the closed door in the corner of her room.
......
Lin Xicai's wound looked a bit bloody, but it wasn't actually very deep. The doctor had bandaged it yesterday and the bleeding had stopped. The next morning, she reapplied the medicine and bandaged it herself, not even asking for leave, but going to school as usual. Lin Xicai got off the bus, and before she even entered the campus, she saw her strange deskmate in the distance at the school gate.
The man was riding that broken mountain bike with his legs on the ground. In addition to his usual cold and decadent look, there was also something gloomy about him.
After all, they had been desk mates for almost two months, and Lin Xicai knew at first sight that he was unhappy today.
No, I should say I'm very unhappy.
Lin Xicai clicked his tongue in his heart, wondering who had provoked him again.
His back was facing away from her, but he turned around and looked at her almost the moment she saw him.
Those deep and serious eyes looked at her quietly, and the cold gaze slid across her face and moved to a certain place on her shoulder. The eyes were so gloomy that it was a little scary.
Lin Xicai had long been immune to his moody temper, so it was only natural for her to walk over and say hello.
Xie Shi was always silent, and he didn't say anything after Lin Xicai greeted him. Lin Xicai walked into the school with her schoolbag on her back, and Xie Shi's mountain bike followed half a meter behind her, swaying slowly.
The two of them walked one after the other, as always, weird yet harmonious.
Just then, the male physical education teacher also entered the school gate. When he saw Lin Xicai from afar, his eyes lit up instantly. He trotted over and subconsciously reached out to pat her shoulder and say hello to her.
However, when he stretched out his hand, before his fingertips touched her an inch, his wrist suddenly felt a pain and was twisted by a strong force.
The force was brutal and strong, pinching his bones so hard that they ached. The male physical education teacher couldn't help but scream.
This shout successfully caught the attention of the people in front. Lin Xicai turned around and saw Xie Shi holding the male sports committee member's hand.
Lin Xicai was stunned with a strange expression.
Ah this...
Why are you grabbing everyone's hand?
Not even a man is spared.
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