Chapter 115: Proud White Moonlight 8 Don’t underestimate the dangers of human hearts…
When Jiang Ye saw the gift and the letter, his first reaction was: She has such high standards, how could she possibly look down on others?
That short-sighted person will end up with nothing!
The next moment, Jiang Ye frowned tightly, but...what if she suddenly agreed?
Or what if that person uses some means to coax her, deceive her, or force her to agree?
She was someone who only cared about studying. How could she understand all these twists and turns? She might even get cheated.
Jiang Ye's heart suddenly became alarmed, and he looked around calmly. Most people in the classroom were sleeping and no one noticed him.
The only person who could put things in her desk hole during the short time when Ali was out was someone in her class.
This person either has this evil intention himself or is entrusted by others to do so. In any case, he is not a good person.
Jiang Ye's face was solemn, and he felt that he could not just sit back and watch.
He took a few steps back seemingly casually, blocking the view of his surroundings, and decisively reached out to take the gift, wanting to "destroy it."
But the moment his fingertips touched, he stopped again.
After silently following Ali for so many days, Jiang Ye realized later that although she looked gentle, she actually hated people touching her things the most.
On several occasions, classmates who came to ask for help touched her books and stationery intentionally or unintentionally, and she would look over immediately.
Although she didn't say anything in the end and just put things back on track silently, Jiang Ye felt that she was unhappy at that time.
Not only did he mess up her things that time, he also crumpled her books. He was really asking for trouble... No wonder she didn't want to pay attention to him.
Jiang Ye's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, then slowly retracted, his expression inexplicably depressed.
Just then, Ali came in. Seeing Jiang Ye standing beside her seat in a daze, she walked straight over and asked, "Jiang Ye, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Jiang Ye was startled, then came to his senses and looked at her with forced composure: "Yes, something happened."
Ah Li was unaware of the turmoil in his heart and asked softly, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Ye paused for a moment, then displayed his report card and the speech he had prepared earlier. Finally, he looked away uncomfortably: "...I don't see where the problem is, and I don't understand what the teacher is saying. How about you explain it to me?"
Ali glanced at the test paper tucked into his notebook and said, "Your problems are mainly in the composition and classical Chinese reading. I'll lend you my notes. You can take a look at them yourself first."
"No!" Jiang Ye's tone was a little harsh. Seeing Ali subconsciously glance at the quiet surroundings, he lowered his voice again, "Just reading the notes is not enough. Why don't you just tell me directly so that I don't have to think about it when I go back."
Ali was stunned for a moment and did not answer immediately.
Jiang Ye took a step forward, his tone firm, but he sounded particularly weak: "The teacher said that as the class monitor, you should help students with poor grades."
"You've helped so many people in this class, but not me? Do you really hate me?"
Jiang Ye kept talking with his jaw tense, revealing a sense of being fierce but weak.
Ali raised his eyes, first looking at the test paper that had been somewhat pitifully ravaged by him, and then his gaze calmly moved to his nervous profile.
Just when he was about to be unable to bear this extremely awkward and uncomfortable atmosphere, Ali nodded: "Okay, I will help you with your studies, find a time."
Jiang Ye turned around suddenly, met her gaze, and spoke immediately, fearing that she would regret it: "The weekend! The afternoon of the weekend."
"No, no, no!" The two were very close at this time. He saw the dark and tired look in Ali's eyes and changed his tone. "...It depends on your time. There's no rush to decide on this."
"Uh, okay." Although Ali didn't understand what he was thinking, he agreed anyway, then stopped looking at him and returned to his seat.
Jiang Ye had achieved his goal and there was no reason for him to stay here any longer. He was about to leave when he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have something else to do.
He glanced at Ali calmly and pretended to remind her casually: "The things on your desk are going to fall out."
Upon hearing this, Ali looked over and immediately noticed the gifts and letters that had suddenly appeared.
"Hey, what is this?" She put the thing on the table with a puzzled look.
Jiang Ye observed the expression on her face carefully and asked tentatively, "Don't you know who sent it?"
Ali shook his head: "It wasn't there before I left. I don't know who put it there."
Jiang Ye seemed relieved, walked closer and said the names of several male classmates.
These are the people who often surround Ali and ask questions, and they are the most suspicious.
Ali looked at the people in the classroom with a puzzled look on his face: "It can't be them, I didn't do anything, why did they suddenly give me a gift..."
She weighed the gift box and found that it seemed to contain a box of chocolates.
Just as he was about to open the letter to see what was inside, Jiang Ye suddenly spoke up, "Don't eat anything of unknown origin. Who knows if it's safe? What if someone poisoned it?"
Ali hesitated for a moment and said with a smile, "How can it be so scary?"
Jiang Ye's expression became serious, and he spoke in a serious tone, "This kind of incident has happened in our school before. Don't underestimate the wickedness of human nature."
"If you receive any other strange things recently, be sure to tell your homeroom teacher, or... me."
Ali put down the letter and looked up at him: "Why should I tell you?"
Jiang Ye cleared his throat, not daring to look her in the eye. "After all, we're classmates and we've been preparing for the competition together. We're comrades, right? What's wrong with me caring about my comrades?"
"It's strange that you ask me why." As he said this, he turned the tables.
Ali felt that what he said sounded high-sounding and there was a lot of water in it, but the intention was good after all, so he agreed.
Jiang Ye unconsciously raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and tried his best to suppress his smile, and said: "From now on, I will walk with you every night after school. It happens to be on our way, so we won't be followed by anyone."
Ali opened his eyes slightly and said, "This... is not necessary, right?"
Besides, he and she are not going the same way.
Before Ah Li could continue, a male classmate came up from behind them, carrying a workbook. He cautiously said to Jiang Ye, who was like a roadblock, "Excuse me, could you please move aside?"
Ali looked over and saw Ding Hao, a classmate sitting a few rows behind her.
When Jiang Ye saw that it was him, his face instantly turned bad, but under Ali's disapproving look, he still mercifully gave way.
Jiang Ye remembered this person. He had looked for Ali the most times. Now his eyes were looking around everywhere and he was very nervous. Could it be that the gift was from him?
Ding Hao squeezed in between the two of them somewhat awkwardly, clutching the wrinkled exercise book tightly in his hand, his back slightly hunched.
"Monitor, this question..." He uttered three words, his voice dry as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper. "Could you please explain it again?"
His grades were only average in the class, and no matter how hard he studied, there was no improvement. Seeing that the class monitor was willing to explain the questions to them, he prepared a lot of questions every day and never missed any opportunity to improve.
Ali was stunned for a moment. She remembered that Ding Hao had asked her this in the morning.
Recently, because she had to help many classmates answer questions, her study time was forced to be reduced a lot, and she had to stay up very late every day to complete the day's study plan.
She pursed her lips slightly and spoke slowly and sincerely: "I'm sorry, Ding Hao, because I haven't finished my homework yet, I may not be able to answer it for you this afternoon. If you don't mind, can I answer it tomorrow morning?"
Jiang Ye also folded his arms and looked at him, trying to find the connection between him and the gift.
Ding Hao panicked visibly, his cheeks flushed red and hot: "Okay, okay, sorry to bother you..."
He comes from a poor family, is an average student, and is not good at speaking. He seems to have no sense of existence among a group of outstanding students. He is also extremely inferior and sensitive, and is afraid that others will reject him.
A few days ago, the monitor had always been very nice and never got impatient or perfunctory no matter what questions he asked. Why did he suddenly change now?
Ding Hao felt very confused, but he didn't dare to ask her in person. He could only tense up and take back his booklet, hide it behind him, and leave quickly.
Jiang Ye frowned and looked at his fleeing back, his eyes narrowed slightly.
He is so timid, it definitely wasn’t him who put it there.
Ali sighed softly.
Although this was a refusal she had to make, she was not the type of person who would delay her own plans for other people or things. No matter how helpful she was, there had to be a limit.
She took out her book and saw Jiang Ye still standing in front of her desk. She said to him, "Lunch break is almost over. Aren't you going back to your seat?"
Jiang Ye put his hand down, his expression softened, and he didn't answer her question: "Remember after evening study, don't run off by yourself again."
“…” Ali picked up the pen and started doing the questions, too lazy to pay attention to him.
*
Half a month later, although the owner of the gift and the letter was never found, nothing bad happened as Jiang Ye said.
Ali opened the letter and saw that it only contained some words thanking her for her help. There was no signature and no information to confirm the identity of the writer. The matter was left unresolved and was soon forgotten by them.
Although he said it was just a short distance away, Jiang Ye would actually send her into the community every night and only leave after he saw her go upstairs.
As soon as Ali refused, Jiang Ye had a bunch of twisted excuses waiting for her, and they were different every day.
Ali was annoyed: "It's up to you, do you still want to take the tutoring you mentioned?"
Jiang Ye glanced at her, crossed his arms, and casually placed them behind his head. He walked with a leisurely and confident pace, looking relaxed and nonchalant. "We'll talk about this later. You won't deny it anyway, right?"
Ali buried his face in the thin scarf and said nothing.
The leaves of the trees along the street gradually fell in the autumn wind, and the last few dead leaves were blown off by a cold rain last week. The breath exhaled by the two people turned into white mist, which was particularly obvious under the dim street lights.
That morning, when Jiang Ye walked into the classroom carrying two cups of hot milk tea, several classmates were gathered at the door, talking about something. When they saw him come in, they all fell silent and dispersed.
He looked at them strangely, but couldn't read anything from their faces, so he had to suppress his emotion for the time being and put the milk tea on Ali's table.
After the bell rang, the teacher came in and started teaching.
Jiang Ye listened intermittently, and seeing that the cup of milk tea was still lying next to Ali, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
He finally found out that Ali liked to drink milk tea, but he didn't know what flavor she liked, so he had to ask different people. Finally, he got a definite answer and quickly bought it.
But seeing that Ali hadn't drunk anything, Jiang Ye's heart was in his throat, and he kept an eye on her every move. Even in the November weather, his palms began to sweat.
Halfway through the class, the teacher had something urgent to do and asked everyone to study on their own. My deskmate Fang Yuan quickly asked a few questions that he hadn't understood.
Jiang Ye had to divert his attention from Ali and spoke briefly to him.
In order to make Ali feel more relaxed, Jiang Ye casually said, "Let them ask me if they have any questions." Unexpectedly, she agreed directly.
But how could Jiang Ye know how to do this, and how could he have the patience to explain the questions to others? He really dug a hole for himself.
He had been forced into the physics competition before, and now that he had something more he wanted to do, he was naturally even less patient.
But since I promised Ali, I can't just give up like that.
So every time a classmate came to ask a question, Jiang Ye always had no expression and answered quickly.
Up to now, the only people who dared to ask were my deskmate Fang Yuan and a few classmates who had participated in the physics competition before.
Jiang Ye felt relaxed instantly.
After solving Fang Yuan's problem, he looked at Ali again and saw that she was drinking milk tea and seemed to like it very much.
Jiang Ye couldn't help but curl his lips, but suddenly remembered that there were not many people asking him questions recently, but the number of people asking Ali questions seemed to have decreased as well.
This is not right.
Class 1 has a strong learning atmosphere. Students will try to find ways to solve problems on their own and often help each other. The most suitable person to ask questions is Ali, who is the class monitor and the first place.
Even with Jiang Ye's involvement, there were still many people who came to ask her.
But Jiang Ye couldn't think of the reason for a moment, and seeing that Ali didn't seem to be abnormal, he didn't think about it anymore.
But one day during physical education class, while picking up a ball, he overheard several classmates whispering:
"...She became class monitor just to get close to the homeroom teacher. The scholarship was already reserved for her."
"Looking at the way she's dressed, she doesn't look like her family is poor. Why is she competing with other students for this spot? There are only five in the class, and she's already squeezed out one."
"And haven't you noticed? She never explains the questions thoroughly. She's just afraid that we'll learn and surpass her."
"Yeah, yeah, she always looks down on people. I don't know what she's trying to be so proud of. It's disgusting."
"I think she explains the problems to people just to win their hearts and make herself look great, so I haven't seen her recently. I wonder if she's complaining about us behind our backs?"
After hearing this, Jiang Ye's face looked gloomy and scary.
He clenched his fists tightly, restraining himself from rushing out and beating them up.
Jiang Ye took a few steps back silently and suddenly saw Ali at the edge of the playground.
The other students were walking together in groups of three or four, arm in arm, but she was all alone.
If Jiang Ye had followed his previous temper, he would have beaten these people to a pulp, but... such violence would only make them think that Ali had someone powerful, confirming the rumors of "unfairness" and making her situation in the class even more difficult.
Jiang Ye took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and looked sharply at the people behind him who were spreading rumors, his face gradually turning cold.
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