Chapter 10

Lin Qingle saw Xu Tingbai chewing, and her eyes lit up and quickly took another piece and handed it to his mouth.

"Actually, isn't it?

Well…you eat another piece.”

Xu Tingbai couldn't see it, but he could feel something against his lips.

"I don't eat it, you have to eat it yourself."

Lin Qingle said: "But you have to supplement your nutrition. You are a little thin, so you have to eat more."

Her tone seemed to be coaxing people.

Xu Tingbai brows pressed down: "Do you think I am a child?"

"Children are easier to feed than you..." Lin Qingle murmured.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing is nothing!"

Lin Qingle quickly put the plate with the cut apples in his hand, "For you, then you can eat it yourself, I'll do my homework!"

“…”

Eat well... I really think he is a child.

There were a lot of weekend papers, and Lin Qingle sat back and kept writing questions.

The house is small and if the door is not closed, Xu Tingbai can feel the movements of the people in the living room.

The sound of the pen tip sliding across the paper, the sparse sound of turning pages, and the annoying stinging sound she made when she probably couldn't think of any questions.

He felt that his world was amplified many times because it was invisible. When he was outside, he often felt uneasy and irritable because the surrounding area was too noisy, so he almost never went out except to go to school.

When he was at home, the world was quiet, and he could only feel himself.

Xu Tingbai put down the fruit plate in his hand and heard the chair move because the person sitting outside moved, rubbing against the ground.

He frowned and told himself again that she was a little noisy too.

He can't let her stay here, nor can't... keep her here.

——

During dinner, Lin Qingle returned home.

When she got home, Lin Yufen had prepared two dishes and invited her to come and have dinner.

"You are going to take the midterm exam, too?"

Lin Yufen asked.

"Yeah, next week."

"How much preparation is, you can keep up with the class."

Lin Yufen was only in elementary school in the past. What she could ask about her academic studies was "Can you keep up" and "Can you understand" and other superficial words. Lin Qingle couldn't tell her "Can you keep up even if you understand, but sometimes she wouldn't be able to do the problem."

"I think it's OK."

Lin Yufen put down his chopsticks and said earnestly: "Then you still have to review well these two days. You have to get the first place in the exam and see the people around you."

"Mom, it's not that simple to be the first place..."

"So you have to work hard."

Lin Yufen laughed lightly, "These people used to be laughing at each other, but now they are false and false. They don't know what they are talking about behind their backs... You said that our mother and daughter live a good life, and they have a lot of trouble at home, so why don't they look down on us?

It's so funny."

Lin Qingle took a bite of the rice in a slut and tried to comfort him: "Mom, just take care of yourself, don't worry about others."

"But I just want to prove that I can take good care of you. It doesn't matter what kind of bad person your dad is! He will never affect us both!"

When talking about that father, Lin Qingle would still see resentful expressions on her mother's face. She thought that Lin Yufen would look like this in her life when she mentioned him.

She was used to it and wouldn't feel anything wrong.

Because she is the same, as long as she thinks of the soulless murderer, she is also full of resentment.

**

The midterm is a class-based exam. Lin Qingle and Jiang Shuyi are not in the same exam room. On the first day of the exam, the two went to find the classroom separately after breakfast.

"Qingle, what class are you taking the exam?"

When I went upstairs, I met Yu Jiayou.

Lin Qingle stopped at the entrance of the stairs: "I'm in Class 7."

"Such coincidence, so do I, let's go together."

Yu Jiayou is familiar with Jiang Shuyi, and Jiang Shuyi is the most talkative person she can speak in the class. Over time, she and Yu Jiayou become familiar with each other.

The two walked up and chatted as they walked.

"I memorized ancient poems all night yesterday, and I don't know which sentences I took. I don't like memorizing these things anyway."

Yu Jiayou said a little distressed.

Lin Qingle: "I am... political history is not very good."

"So you will choose science in the future, right?"

"Well, I may be more in science."

Yu Jiayou smiled: "You are so special. It is better for girls to have liberal arts."

"Yeah."

"Yes, look at the girls in our class, there are many--"

"elder brother."

Yu Jiayou's words were interrupted. He looked back and saw that he was a familiar person: "Dai Rong, are you the same level?"

"Well, I'm in Class 7, where are you."

"I'm in Class 7, too."

Lin Qingle looked back when she heard the name Yu Jiayou said. Yan Dairong today is different from when she was at Xu Tingbai's house that day. She was wearing a white dress and fluttering long hair that day.

Today, she was like her, wearing a school uniform of No. 4 Middle School, her long hair tied into a ponytail, and she was young and upright.

When she turned around, Yan Dairong also saw her. The two of them had a pair of eyes, so they naturally knew where they had met.

"I'll introduce it. This is from our class, named Lin Qingle.

Qingle, her name is Yan Dairong, my cousin."

Yan Dairong stood in front of her: "Hello."

She didn't want to mention that day.

Lin Qingle nodded slightly: "Hello."

"Brother, you classmate is so cute, I have never seen him before."

Yan Dairong said with a slightly bent corner of her mouth.

Sometimes when I praise someone for being cute, I have no words to praise, but Lin Qingle is different.

Yu Jiayou glanced at her. Lin Qingle was well-behaved and cute, with big eyes and white skin. With bangs, she looked like a doll in the window. She was really cute.

"Ah...yeah."

Yu Jiayou withdrew his gaze and coughed lightly, "Qingle transferred to school halfway through, you have never seen it."

Yan Dairong raised her eyebrows slightly.

Yu Jiayou glanced at the watch: "It's almost time, don't stand here, go to the classroom first."

"OK."

Yan Dairong said, "Oh by the way, let's have lunch together."

Yu Jiayou: "Whatever."

Yan Dairong paused and suddenly said, "Then your classmates should go with you, let's have a meal together."

Lin Qingle: "No need..."

Yan Dairong was enthusiastic: "It's okay, let's eat together and get the answers."

While the three of them were talking, they also entered the classroom. Yan Dairong did not give her room to refuse, so she turned around and found her own place.

Lin Qingle glanced at her back, silent for a moment, and no longer refused.

Because she thought Yan Dairong and she might be the same type of people, although Xu Tingbai said that they were not familiar with each other that day, they didn't look like that.

Perhaps, she is also doing good for Xu Tingbai.
To be continued...