Chapter 64 The Delinquent School Beauty Transfer Student 5 (Replacement) Milk...
Wang Jiajia dragged Yun Chiyi along the street, and during the walk, she talked to Yun Chiyi a lot about Lin Hengzhi.
But they all start with words like "it is said" or "I heard," and what they say is only half true and half false.
"I heard that his mother was forced into marriage by her family, and she had a lover all along, which she did not break off after the marriage. As the saying goes, if you walk by the river, you're bound to get your shoes wet. One day, his father found out, and the two divorced the next day. It was a very ugly affair. His father cried all night at his door. I guess he loved her too much and was too hurt to recover in time."
"Later, it seems that on the day of Lin Hengzhi's final exam, he forgot to bring his pen, and his mother braved the heavy rain to bring it to him, and then she got into a car accident."
"It's just a pen, is it really necessary to send it all this way?"
The two sat on a bench by the street. Yun Chiyi licked the melon-flavored ice cream in her hand and said, "So now it's just him and his dad at home. I don't think I've seen anyone else at his house these past few days."
Wang Jiajia said, "I heard from my dad that he's not his father's child. Maybe seeing him would upset him, so he simply went out to work and didn't come back. But he still received living expenses. Otherwise, look at him, a high school student, where would he get his income? His father has done more than enough."
Since the information was not much different from what the original owner knew, Yun Chiyi thought there would be a new breakthrough.
Yun Chiyi had long lost interest, but Wang Jiajia got more and more excited as she talked: "Look at Lin Hengzhi, he's quite indifferent. I've never seen him cry when his mother died, and he's not worried when his father doesn't come home. Maybe he's just naturally cold-hearted."
At this moment, Yun Chiyi suddenly saw Lin Hengzhi's dark eyes, which were often like stagnant water, and remained unmoved even after hearing these comments.
Wang Jiajia's mouth was dry from talking. Apart from Lin Hengzhi's face, she had no interest in him at all and did not want to provoke this jinx.
After Yun Chiyi finished her ice cream, Wang Jiajia invited her other friends to go to the arcade in the mall.
Around 6 PM, Yun Chiyi was already hungry. She was munching on bread while exchanging it for game tokens. These kinds of games were a piece of cake for her.
When playing the basketball shooting game, she even held bread in one hand and tossed the ball in the other. The basketball went through the hoop, the scoreboard immediately jumped, and the onlookers gasped in amazement.
Yun Chiyi remained calm, her movements feigning nonchalance. She turned and tossed the ball, saying casually, "Too easy, you guys play."
She muttered, "It's no use having a high score, there's no prize."
At this moment, Wang Jiajia looked at her with admiration and held her wrist tightly: "Push the gold coins over there, and you can get milk. There's a whole box, just enough for us to share. Do you want to go and show off your skills?"
Yun Chiyi finished her bread, clapped her hands in a pretentious manner, tightened her high ponytail a little more, and walked in front of the machine to observe it with a confident smile on her face.
The arcade was too noisy, and the people there were a mixed bag, but one person standing outside the glass door stood out conspicuously.
He held a thick white book in his hand, his cool gaze passing through the glass door as he watched Yun Chiyi skillfully operate the lever. Her hair swayed freely, her face radiating joy, and a bead of sweat appeared on her forehead from the rising temperature.
Yun Chiyi kept her back to him and never turned around suddenly. She eventually won a case of milk and walked out of the arcade surrounded by people.
They came out, but there was no one in sight at the doorway.
Overjoyed, Wang Jiajia couldn't contain her excitement and asked Yun Chiyi to open and distribute the milk on the spot. There were six bottles in total, and since there were five of them, the extra bottle was naturally given to Yun Chiyi, who had helped out.
Everyone returned home laden with purchases, saying goodbye to each other at the mall entrance.
Yun Chiyi held milk in both hands, her backpack still empty. She jogged a few steps, intending to catch the bus.
In this sparsely populated bus shelter, she unexpectedly spotted a familiar young man, rather thin, standing straight against the sunlight, half of his face shrouded in the occasional swaying shadows of the trees.
Yun Chiyi jogged over and asked, "Lin Hengzhi, what are you doing here?"
Lin Hengzhi didn't turn his head: "Buy books."
Yun Chiyi tilted her head, darted in front of him, and glanced at the thick books in his hands: "I thought you came to buy review materials. Do you want to study medicine in the future?"
He needed to research for his writing, and she was prying into it, pretending to be completely ignorant.
Lin Hengzhi replied, "No."
Yun Chiyi said, stuffing the extra milk in her hand into Lin Hengzhi's arms: "Here's a bottle of milk for you."
Lin Hengzhi immediately glanced over, his eyes dark and brooding. Yun Chiyi scoffed, "What's with that expression? I can't drink two bottles, and I find it too much trouble to carry them. Don't worry, it wasn't stolen or robbed."
The more wary he looked, the more Yun Chiyi pressed the things tightly against his chest.
Yun Chiyi gave a forced smile: "We'll be deskmates from now on. You lent me your pen and notebook today, so consider this my way of repaying you. I'll need your help a lot more in the future."
Lin Hengzhi was speechless for a moment, his expression turning slightly cold.
Yun Chiyi said smugly, "Don't regret it, it'll be too late."
Despite her glamorous appearance, she had just spent all her savings playing games and only had one yuan left to take the bus.
After speaking with Lin Hengzhi, she boarded the bus and deliberately sat far away, putting on her headphones to ignore everything around her.
Lin Hengzhi gently held the carton of milk in his right hand. It had been in his palm for so long that it had absorbed his body heat, which inexplicably calmed him down.
When I got home and opened the door, I was greeted by a mess.
Lin Hengzhi pulled out the key, already used to the sudden interruption. He closed the door and looked around the messy living room.
The fruit plate on the coffee table was overturned, and the grapes he bought were scattered on the floor and trampled to pieces. The TV cabinet was opened, and several certificates scattered on the floor were soaked by the water in the vase.
Lin Hengzhi changed his shoes first, placed the milk he was carrying on the shoe cabinet, and then slowly walked into the bedroom. He saw that the white shirt and hanger in the cabinet had been thrown on the floor, and the other clothes had been rummaged through haphazardly. The books on his bookshelf, which had been neatly arranged, lay pale in the corner, their red and blue covers scattered in a pile.
In the direction Lin Heng had taken a step earlier, there wasn't a single spot where he could land.
He was already used to everything being disrupted, and he wasn't surprised to see the hunched-over person rummaging through the corner.
The dog that was acting suspiciously and in a hurry wasn't a thief, but his father.
Lin Hengzhi stood at the bedroom door without going in, the indifference in his eyes turning cold: "What are you looking for?"
Lin Song suddenly tilted his head back, looking at Lin Hengzhi with his bloodshot eyes, then the surprise in his eyes disappeared, replaced by strange joy and madness.
He stepped on the white shirt on the ground, leaving footprints and tearing the pages of the book. Lin Song walked towards Lin Hengzhi with shining eyes: "You're back?"
Lin Hengzhi looked up: "That's the question I should be asking you."
Lin Song tried to put his hand on Lin Hengzhi's shoulder, but the latter dodged it. He sullenly wiped his palm on his trouser leg and asked, "Where's the money? Where did you put it?"
Lin Hengzhi pursed his lips: "No."
Upon hearing this, Lin Song became furious and shoved Lin Hengzhi's shoulder: "Nothing? If you haven't had anything, what have you been eating and using these past few weeks! I'm asking you, where's the money? Where did you hide it?"
He kept repeating the same things, and Lin Hengzhi got a little tired. He said coldly, "My money has nothing to do with you. You like to drink, gamble, and whore. If you're so capable, use your own money."
Lin Song, as if possessed, started rummaging through drawers and cabinets again, muttering curses: "Just like your mother, so self-righteous. If I don't win money, where will your tuition come from?"
Lin Hengzhi's expression remained as calm as ever: "You've paid a year's tuition, and now you're starting to get arrogant."
Lin Song had almost removed the windows, but he still couldn't find what he wanted. He grabbed a big bag and filled it with everything edible in the refrigerator.
"There's absolutely nothing to eat. Are they trying to starve me to death?"
Before leaving, Lin Song had a sudden idea and reached out his hand again with a dignified air: "My wedding anniversary with your mother is coming soon. Give me two hundred yuan. I want to buy her a commemorative gift."
Lin Hengzhi remained standing in the same spot. Upon hearing this, he slowly approached, his hands clenching silently: "Don't mention her."
"I don't have any money."
Lin Song: "Tsk tsk tsk, my good wife wouldn't have died on the street if it weren't for you. You ingrate, you don't even take care of me for her, and you're still occupying this house. Is it your property? And you're trying to kick me out."
"You wait, I will definitely have someone assess whether this house was left to you voluntarily by your mother or whether you tricked her into giving it to you."
Lin Hengzhi's eyes darkened suddenly. He raised his hand and his tone hardened: "Get out."
Lin Song's expression also turned unpleasant. He glanced timidly outside and said, "Keep your voice down. Aren't you afraid others will hear? Don't you know that family scandals shouldn't be aired in public?"
Lin Hengzhi repeated, his voice deepening: "Get out."
Lin Song, carrying fruit and canned goods, cursed before turning around. He saw the milk on the shoe cabinet and reached for it.
A book flew by and hit his hand, startling him so much that he pressed himself against the wall.
Lin Hengzhi remained in the motion of throwing the book: "Don't touch it."
Lin Song sneered: "Who cares about a box of cheap milk that costs only one yuan?"
He finally left, leaving behind a mess. Lin Hengzhi first slowly drew the curtains, and darkness descended. He closed the door, picked up the milk from the shoe cabinet, slowly opened it, and took a slow sip with the straw in his thin lips.
Lin Hengzhi leaned against the cold door, his gaze lowered, and stayed there until after eight o'clock in the evening.
He suddenly realized that there was still half a carton of milk left in his hand.
Only now did he truly taste it; the sweet honeydew melon flavor awakened his taste buds. There was nothing else to eat at home, and he didn't want to go downstairs for the time being; this was his dinner.
He put the milk carton back where it was, washed his hands, started tidying up the house, and went to bed as usual when it was time to rest.
It's always the same when he comes back; no matter how crazy Lin Song goes, he doesn't care anymore.
Once the college entrance exam is over, he will sever ties with him, move away, and never come back.
Lin Song's words were harsh, but he made one valid point. Lin Hengzhi, like his mother, was a cold-hearted person, not submissive, but indifferent, like a silent tree in the forest.
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