Chapter 37: If you want to piss me off to death, just go ahead and do it. What’s the point of trying to be sneaky? “You…
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The corridor lights flickered, a mixture of light and dark.
The backpack that suddenly attacked was blocked by the other party's arm. Due to the size difference, the man used a little force and easily took away her backpack.
The strap hung on his arm, and he pulled the bag over his right shoulder, and with his other hand he brushed down the hood.
Chi Leyou caught sight of a pair of eyes that were dyed pale gold by the light.
"You! Why are you scaring me!" His tense nerves broke in an instant, and anger surged like a tide.
"I called you," he said, afraid she wouldn't believe him, shaking the witness. "Your classmates all heard it."
Chen Che shook her schoolbag, and the pendant dinged, "Back, back, back." "The murder weapon was thrown in my face."
He bent down, his face close to hers, and enumerated her crimes: "Disfigured."
A red mark with frayed edges broke through the pale skin color, like a long line drawn by a red pen on an A4 paper.
"Who told you to be sneaky?" Chi Leyou opened his eyes wide and looked at his neck.
He brushed off the moisture on his coat and looked around. "There are so many forked roads, I'm lost. Who designed this awful maze?"
"Go straight ahead. The school history room is on the ground floor. You can look up the architect's name there."
Chen Che carried her schoolbag and followed her closely. When she went left, he also went left: "Where is my banner?"
The girl stopped and looked at him with her head tilted. "I checked for you yesterday and just entered it into the transfer warehouse."
"So it's on the plane today?"
“…”
The two of them shuttled to the ground side by side. The sky was gloomy. Chi Leyou took out his cell phone and held it in front of Chen Che.
Pinduoduo purchase record: Melia mop head, quantity 2.
"Mop Head hasn't arrived at the transfer warehouse yet." The high-sounding banner is going to take the same flight with the dirty mop head.
"!" His face was darker than the sky.
"You're the one who insisted on asking." Chi Leyou took back the schoolbag from him and took something out of the bag. "Here you go."
Before my eyes could see clearly what it was, my hand took it.
A soft, still-warm mass of something—the surface was twisted with several layers of plastic wrap.
"What?" Chen Che held it up to his eyes and examined it carefully as if he were examining a cultural relic.
"Rice ball."
He pinched the rice ball wrapped tightly in plastic wrap and said, "Which Japanese food store did you buy this from? You must have been ripped off. How can you sell it like this? Even if you donate it to a food bank, the homeless won't accept it."
Chi Leyou said with a wooden face: "I did it."
“…”
The raindrops fell densely, and the world outside the teaching building was invaded by rain and fog.
Chen Che tried to make peace, but couldn't: "I'll eat it now." He felt around the surface of the rice ball, but the plastic wrap was too tight and he couldn't find an opening.
The raindrops hit the soil, bringing with them the scent of new shoots and tender grass.
The Indian professor wearing a turban looked at the two of them with a smile.
Chi Leyou greeted the professor, his eyes slanted towards Chen Che, his eyelashes fluttering wildly, signaling him to leave quickly.
The big man stood still at the classroom door, his lips curled up slightly: "Are your eyes twitching?"
"nerve."
She walked into the classroom and sat down in her old seat in the front row. When she looked back, there was no one outside the door.
Finally, the door god was sent away.
Halfway through the course, it was Chi Leyou's turn to give a pre-session presentation. After a week's worth of preparation, his delivery was no longer fluent. It was as if an invisible projection screen was before him, and the content in his mind was jumping up and down word by word, punctuation mark by punctuation mark.
The applause was thunderous.
The tension in her heart was relieved, and while she was walking down the stage, she glanced at the classroom door.
A claw came in sideways.
The thumb was shining brightly, as if afraid that she couldn't see it.
The professor laughed, "Yoyo even hired a cheerleading squad."
The applause stopped and wows began to rise one after another.
The girl who didn't blush in front of the whole class now had a blush all over her face, all the way to her ears.
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get out of class is over.
As soon as they walked out of the classroom, they saw the door god standing under the eaves. He was answering the phone, his toes kicking the rainwater that had accumulated on the steps. Chi Leyou temporarily put aside the urge to scold him.
The old lady on the phone got straight to the point: "Xiaoxi, grandma will introduce a girl to you."
There was no hint of inquiry in his tone. Chen Che hated this kind of blind date the most. How was this any different from the ancient times where the red veil was lifted to reveal the groom was bald and the bride had a face full of moles?
"I have a partner, aren't you very clear about that?" Shen Che used Liam to block the attack again.
"...that electric pole? Do you want me to go to the ICU?"
Shen Che turned around and found that Chi Leyou had already finished the get out of class, and the words were stuck in his throat.
The decibel level dropped again, and the old lady used both soft and hard tactics: "That's because you haven't met a good girl. Grandma really wants to introduce you to a good one. She's beautiful, down-to-earth, and a local from H City. And she's studying in Maple Leaf Country just like you."
Shen Che wasn’t interested.
Du Yuanshan returned to China and left him with Zhao Xizhi, a time bomb, which made him unable to return home and had to stay in the apartment every day.
"Grandma, this isn't good. You're eating from your bowl while looking at the pot." Liam couldn't stand it. Chen Che pulled Zhao Xizhi to block the attack. "Hurry up and get Xixihaha away. If you ask me to go on a blind date again, I won't be as easy to talk to as I am now."
"You little bastard, I'll let Old Shen teach you a lesson later!"
Chen Che kicked with his foot, and the water on the ground splashed up. The girl leaning against the door frame dared not breathe.
Unexpectedly, he changed the subject: “Miss Wang, as for you, enjoy your retirement life. I know what I am doing.”
Seeing his soft voice, "Ms. Wang" on the other end of the phone said: "What do you think? If you think you will bring a man home for me? If you want to piss me off to death, just do it directly. What's the point of trying to be sneaky?"
"I'll show it to you next time." He quickly glanced at the girl behind the door frame. "...That means she'll have to be happy with it."
The little old lady paused for a breath and asked cautiously, "Is it a boy or a girl?"
She finally understood the word game.
"Is there a difference between a male he and a female she? Don't I like both?"
"Chen Che!" the old lady yelled over.
The girl behind the door frame pulled her head back, her heart pounding. She could only hear Shen Che's voice. From his narration, he told her that her bedridden grandmother was eager for her grandson to bring home a girlfriend.
The old lady was unwilling to give up, so she arranged blind dates for several girls and Shen Che.
As a result, he was not happy. He had someone he loved, so how could he have his cake and eat it too?
Thinking of this, Chi Leyou silently gave Chen Che 5 points in his heart: This guy is quite loyal.
The rich sister made the right choice.
Raising her sight again, she caught a glimpse of Chen Che coaxing into the phone, "Girl, is that all right? Don't ask for details."
This kid, Chi Leyou suddenly realized that he was playing word games with his grandmother. The rich sister is a girl, and Chen Che is waiting for an opportunity to bring her back to his family. This is to formally introduce her to his family.
She gave Chen Che another 5 points: not caring about worldly opinions and firmly choosing the other person. Such a person is loyal.
It's nice to be friends with someone like him.
"Ah, a girl!" The old lady was excited, and her trembling voice was transmitted to Chen Che's ears through the signal. "Is she pretty? What does she look like? Can you show grandma a photo?"
There were several classrooms in the corridor, but only that classroom had its door wide open. Chen Che glanced around and saw no one.
"No photos." He said in a high tone. The old lady opposite dared not give up and kept asking for photos. Chen Che said again, "Take paper and pen and draw according to my instructions."
"Mrs. Wu—! Get some paper and pen!"
The smile on his lips grew wider and wider: "A big round cake with a human figure in the middle, three horizontal lines, one vertical line and three curved lines."①
The old lady reacted in three seconds before she realized: "Asshole! Isn't this Old Man Ding?"
"It's Old Man Ding's wife." Chen Che corrected, his mind already flying behind the classroom door. Three wild hairs emerged from the door frame. "Miss Wang, if you keep pestering me to call, I'll ignore me."
The signal was bad, and the old lady's voice was intermittent: "Ah, what are you going to do?"
"Chasing a female classmate. Are you satisfied, Queen Mother?"
"Ah! Will you chase after me? Remember when I chased after your grandfather..."
“…” If she continued, there would be no skill, and it would be all family shame. Shen Che coaxed her a few words, and the little old lady hung up the phone with satisfaction.
The sound of raindrops is dripping, winter is turning into spring, it is clearly 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the gray sky is pouring in, and the teaching building is given a film-like filter.
Two female students who were hiding from the rain pushed open the corridor door. The wind blew in, bringing in mist, and their vision was blurred in the moist vapor.
Chi Leyou leaned against the door, holding the tablet with his left arm, touching the screen with the white pen tip, and drawing with a curved line.
The light from the tablet reflected back into her eyes, making her dark pupils sparkle.
"What to write?"
Chi Leyou froze, raised one arm to block it, and the schoolbag slid to the other arm.
Chen Che pulled the "back, back, back" on her schoolbag and complained: "Don't block it, I saw it."
Less than 10 minutes into "Overheard," Chi Leyou attempted to cover up his crime: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your phone call."
"Want to draw?"
"Hmm..." At this point, the criminal lowered his head and admitted his crime dejectedly.
"A small flower costs 3.30 yuan," Chen Che said, motioning her to continue drawing. He said a sentence, and the girl followed with a few strokes. "Buy a skirt for 26 yuan, and two buttons for 77 yuan."
A simple sketch of an old lady suddenly appeared.
Chi Leyou suspected she was being set up. The rich sister was ten thousand times more beautiful than this painting and a hundred thousand years younger.
"Idiot." Shen Che didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't help it. "Didn't you draw Old Man Ding and Old Lady Ding when you were a kid?"
"No." Chi Leyou turned off the tablet and buried his head in organizing his things.
"Where are you from?"
"H City."
Chen Che was surprised, then studied her features. After years in Maple Leaf Country, her independent streak had obscured the gentleness typical of a southern girl, also obscuring her cheerful and carefree nature.
"Wood." The two authentic dialect words were like hammers, knocking into her heart twice. Shen Che said softly, "Then why can't you draw?"
Chi Leyou raised his head, his eyes shining: "Are you from H City?"
The new fellow villager smiled and nodded.
The two of them exchanged secret codes with each other, proving to be genuine people from H City.
Chi Leyou lamented that in all the years he had been in Maple Leaf Country, he had only met old immigrants from his hometown, and had never met anyone of the same age from H City.
Unable to find the right words, she slipped out, "You are a rare animal."
"Oh, so you're an alien."
The rain continued incessantly, and the two of them stared at each other under the eaves.
No umbrella.
Chi Leyou squatted on the ground and called someone on his phone.
Park Ye-jin: I'm in the studio, and I finally found a delicious model! Ugh... he's starting to strip! Want to see the detailed pictures?
Chi Leyou sent an emoticon package with the word "fork out".
The sky and the earth are filled with fine silver threads that will not stop for a moment.
She asked, "Why didn't you check the weather forecast before going out?"
The wicked young master was not afraid of being picked on. He stood beside the little mushroom, his posture as straight and upright as a pine tree in the forest: "I'm addicted to debt collection. I come when I'm excited. I'm willing to even use a knife."
“…” Chi Leyou wanted to contact Liam to borrow a forklift to fork out the annoying guy in front of him.
First of all, the debt owed to that damn golden retriever was only a few dozen dollars. Secondly, all she owed him was a small silk banner, the kind without the big dragon whiskers!
They each enjoyed the rain in their own way.
Shen Che’s phone exploded with messages.
It was also a small group, and except for Chen Che, all the members were staff working in the villa.
Uncle Zheng: Master, where are you? You didn't answer the driver's call.
Mrs. Wang: I reminded the young master, but he said his friend had an umbrella and he wanted to borrow it.
Chen Che glanced at the bustling message board and muted it.
The girl who was hiding from the rain on the other side kept looking at her, and her friend pushed her.
The girl mustered up the courage to stand next to Chi Leyou and asked politely, "Excuse me, are you this handsome guy's girlfriend?"
"Ah! No!" Chi Leyou quickly jumped up from the ground and retreated to a safe distance.
Chen Che's face was as dark as if he had been to Africa for further studies: "..."
"Hello, can you add me your contact information?" The girl blushed. This was the first time she took the initiative to show her affection to a boy.
Shen Che was very straightforward and reported his WeChat ID.
The girl used her phone and searched for a WeChat account with a Q-man avatar: "I've added you, please approve it!"
Chi Leyou, who was far away, turned away, indignant on behalf of her rich sister: "Liar! Traitor! He adds young girls as his friend whenever he sees them! Break up! We must break up! I'm breaking up with him!"
"Handsome boy, hurry up and pass." The girl urged Chen Che.
He folded his arms, his eyes skipped over the annoying strange woman, and fell on the mushroom in the corner, throwing dissatisfied words at it.
"Chi Leyou, someone added you as a friend, why didn't you accept? Where are your manners?"
The girl who was suddenly called out quickly opened her mobile phone and found that there was indeed an additional friend verification on WeChat.
The few living people standing in the corridor held their breath.
Even the dumbest woman can see that the squatting girl and the handsome guy are a couple.
A moment of bravery, but a lifetime of isolation. The strange girl's eyes turned red, and her face turned pale.
Seeing her expression, Chi Leyou, who was very sympathetic, hurriedly stood up and swiped the page of her phone with her fingertips in a panic: "Hey, sister, don't worry, I added you, don't cry..."
"Woo—" the girl said, "You're going too far! Are you two kidding me?!"
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