When she got back, Leng Yue took out her key, opened the door, and went inside. The house was quiet; Leng Fei and his wife still hadn't returned. Leng Yue was used to it; she'd been there for so long and hadn't seen them in person yet—it was truly strange.
After changing into slippers, Leng Yue picked up her schoolbag and went into the bedroom. She lay down on the bed and remained motionless, lost in thought.
Seeing Leng Yue like this in the space, Ling was very worried and asked softly, "Yueyue, are you unhappy?"
Leng Yue stared blankly at the ceiling. Hearing Ling's question, she hummed in response. After a long while, Leng Yue sat up and said blankly, "Ling, do you think it would have been better to have no parents at all, given that the original owner had such parents?"
Zero thought about it seriously for a long time, but couldn't come up with any result. Just as Zero was frowning and thinking about how to answer Leng Yue's question, she started talking to herself again.
"Since I started doing this mission, I've always envied these children who have parents who love them. I even fantasize about how my parents would treat me if they were still alive."
"Of course, every time I think about these things, I am filled with fantasies and hopes. But now I seem to have suddenly realized that maybe my beautiful fantasies can only be fantasies. But now, I don't want to know about my biological parents anymore, at least that way they can always be beautiful in my heart."
Leng Yue took a deep breath and smiled, seemingly becoming much more relaxed. Ling knew that all Leng Yue needed to do right now was to confide in someone, and he would simply listen quietly.
After some time, Zero said something that spoiled the mood, "Yueyue, you should do your homework."
Leng Yue let out a wail, scrambled out of bed, grabbed her schoolbag, and headed to her desk. "What kind of mess is this? Why do I always have to do homework?!"
Zero covered her mouth and chuckled, "Why else? It's because you're always a student."
"I really don't want to do this, but the teachers are so strict this time. They know I know everything, but they still force me to hand in my homework. Especially our homeroom teacher, she's really a monster. Every time she catches me without doing my homework, she makes me go to her office to finish it. It's so annoying!" Leng Yue complained to Ling, clutching her pen.
"Yueyue, how about I write it for you?" Ling is now able-bodied, and surprisingly, he's quite curious about doing homework.
Upon hearing this, Leng Yue's eyes lit up. "Sure, you write it, I'm really getting impatient."
"Okay, leave it to me, I promise I'll finish it for you." Ling was sharpening his knife, full of enthusiasm.
Seeing that Ling could write, Leng Yue simply handed the reins, saying, "You write, I'm going to sleep. Even with the strength potion, I'm still quite tired."
As Leng Yue spoke, she gave a delicate yawn, lay down on the bed, and quickly drifted off to sleep.
In her dream, Leng Yue saw Qian Chen. From afar, she saw him sitting cross-legged in a dimly lit place, but with a glow emanating from his body, meditating with his eyes closed. Leng Yue called out to Qian Chen as she ran towards him.
As Leng Yue got closer, she saw that Qian Chen had shaved his head at some point and was now bald. He held a golden staff in his right hand and a luminous pearl in his left hand, which he held in front of his chest.
I heard a minor underworld official mention this pearl when I was in the underworld; it's called the Bright Moon Pearl. It can emit a pure and dazzling light and is an extremely precious and rare treasure. It is formed from precepts, concentration, and wisdom, and has a purifying function.
Upon seeing the precious pearl, Leng Yue froze on the spot. The one who possessed this pearl and staff was none other than Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. But, but why had Qian Chen transformed into Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Before Leng Yue could react, Qian Chen suddenly opened his eyes. Leng Yue was stunned, because she saw nothing but compassion in those eyes; there was no longer any love from Qian Chen for her.
As Leng Yue stepped forward, wanting to get some answers, Qian Chen suddenly stood up, turned around, and left, with Leng Yue chasing after him.
Leng Yue noticed that he wasn't moving fast, yet she just couldn't catch up with him. Every time she was about to catch up, she would just slip away. Finally, she was completely exhausted.
However, in the instant before Qian Chen disappeared, Leng Yue clearly saw Qian Chen turn around and glance at her, his lips moving slightly.
Leng Yue saw Qian Chen say to her, "Wait for me."
When Leng Yue woke up in the morning, she was covered in sweat. She got out of bed and saw that Ling had already packed her schoolbag. Seeing that it was still early, she went to the bathroom and took a hot shower.
Leng Yue got everything ready, and it was almost seven o'clock, so she hurriedly put on her schoolbag and went out.
Leng Fei and his wife still hadn't returned, and Leng Yue couldn't describe her feelings. But she felt sorry for the original owner of this body. Leng Yue thought, perhaps the original owner's reluctance to return was partly due to these parents?
She must have been terrified when she was bullied. But when she returned home, she didn't even receive a warm embrace. Leng Yue could even imagine the original owner returning home in fear and panic, only to hide alone under the covers, unable to sleep all night, licking her wounds and sorrows.
Leng Yue had been here for a whole week and hadn't even seen the original owner's parents once. Leng Yue didn't know whether to say they were carefree or irresponsible!
On her way to school, Leng Yue realized she didn't have enough time, so she bought a few steamed buns and a cup of soy milk and ate them as she walked to school.
Leng Yue finally arrived a minute before morning reading. When Leng Yue arrived, the homeroom teacher was already there, but she glanced at Leng Yue without saying anything.
Leng Yue quickly walked to her seat, took out her English book, and began reading aloud along with the students around her. The homeroom teacher, who taught English, walked past Leng Yue several times, nodding in satisfaction as she watched Leng Yue read with great effort.
Leng Yue only breathed a sigh of relief after the homeroom teacher left. It wasn't that she wanted to flatter the teacher; it was just that the teacher was approaching menopause, and sometimes she really needed to comfort her.
At times like this, Leng Yue misses her former homeroom teacher, Lao Liu, terribly. Lao Liu sometimes seemed very serious, but he was truly a very good homeroom teacher.
After morning reading, the subject representatives delivered the collected homework to the office. After the first class, Leng Yue was called to the office by the homeroom teacher.
Seeing the unfriendly looks from her teachers and then at the homework spread out on the homeroom teacher's desk, Leng Yue was startled, knowing that this was no good.
"Did you do your homework yourself?" The homeroom teacher tapped the desk with her pen, making a "thump-thump" sound.
Leng Yue glanced at it from afar and seemed to see the words written in grids, then knew she couldn't avoid it.
Leng Yue honestly shook her head, "No."
"No?" The homeroom teacher's voice rose several octaves. "Who wrote this? Was it your brother? Look at this drawing! Do you even know anything about it?"
Leng Yue shook her head and then nodded, looking at her homeroom teacher with an innocent expression. "I fell asleep without realizing it after I took out my homework yesterday. When I woke up this morning, I found that all the homework was packed away, so I assumed that I had finished it..."
"You finished writing, that's true. But look at it, look at it yourself, it's just a mess!" The homeroom teacher yelled, slapping Leng Yue's notebook. "This won't do, your attitude is too unprofessional. Leng Yue, I'm so disappointed in you, I can't let this go on anymore, I'm going to call your parents!"
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