Chapter 93: Your turn after mine.
Put down again, Lu Zhiyin stroked her neck that had just been pinched, and looked at Leng Qing Qiu in front of her. She closed her eyes slightly.
After that, Leng Qing Qiu did nothing more, just stood at the door of the toilet stall and quietly watched Lu Zhiyin.
Why did she suddenly take Lu Zhiyin out of the classroom to this place and do something strange to her?
She herself wasn’t quite clear.
Perhaps she just wanted to warn her not to get too close to Long Qinxin.
The girls fell silent, gazing at each other without speaking.
While Lu Zhiyin and Leng Qing Qiu were staring blankly at each other, Long Qinxin was standing outside the toilet stall.
“…”
Silently, she came to the washbasin and looked at herself in the mirror.
“…Why…”
Gripping the edge of the washbasin with her hand, Long Qinxin recalled what Lu Zhiyin had just answered Leng Qing Qiu.
She said that her relationship with her was not good, and that Leng Qing Qiu could do whatever she wanted to her.
Although she knew that her acquaintance with her wasn’t too long, Long Qinxin still felt inexplicably sad.
She placed one hand on her chest, and the other hand gripping the edge of the washbasin tightened, until her knuckles turned white and her fingers slipped off the edge of the washbasin, scraping bloody marks along the sharp corners.
The pain brought Long Qinxin back to her senses.
She thought that after spending a night with Lu Zhiyin, her relationship with her had made great progress.
“…She must be…lying?”
Muttering to herself, Long Qinxin tried to convince herself.
She turned on the faucet and rinsed the bloodstains on her fingertips with cold tap water.
The wound was shallow, and the blood flowed very little, not even needing bandaging. The blood flowing from her fingertips was perhaps less than a milliliter, not a significant injury.
Rinsing the wound with cold water was just to numb herself.
A girl’s heart is always sensitive and fragile. Even though she knew that Lu Zhiyin’s words might have just been to placate Leng Qing Qiu, Long Qinxin still felt anxious.
She only had Lu Zhiyin as her friend, and she didn’t want to be deceived or hurt by lies.
Didn’t Lu Zhiyin also say she liked her?
She pursed her lips, turned off the faucet, and left the place in a daze.
She didn’t know what to do next. Should she question Lu Zhiyin about what had just happened? She would be disliked, wouldn’t she? Even if she was deceived, even if she was a false friend, it would be better than having no friends, right?
Long Qinxin didn’t know.
She returned to the classroom, sat in her new seat, and stared blankly out the window. New classmates kept coming into the classroom, but she remained indifferent.
At the same time, in the toilet stall, after hearing the sound of water, Leng Qing Qiu stopped daydreaming.
“Time to go back.”
She pushed open the stall door, then picked up Lu Zhiyin again and took her back to the classroom.
Time moved forward, and the corridor bustled, but everyone’s spirits were much lower than before the heavy rain.
One reason was that the rain had caused great losses to many families, and the other reason was that today was the day exam results would be released.
Lu Zhiyin seemed to have forgotten about the exam. After all, she didn’t expect to get high scores. She just felt a little embarrassed.
After all, students in the corridor had seen her being carried by Leng Qing Qiu.
She didn’t want to attract attention.
Shrinking herself in Leng Qing Qiu’s arms, Lu Zhiyin covered her face with her hand. Leng Qing Qiu didn’t express any dissatisfaction. She didn’t care about Lu Zhiyin’s behavior.
On the contrary, Lu Zhiyin’s shyness made her like her even more.
Carrying Lu Zhiyin back to the classroom, ignoring the curious glances of her classmates along the way, and the hostile gaze of that annoying Long Qinxin, Leng Qing Qiu put Lu Zhiyin back in the wheelchair.
As soon as she put Lu Zhiyin back into the wheelchair, Long Qinxin stood up.
“Classmate Zhiyin…”
Bypassing Leng Qing Qiu, Long Qinxin stood behind Lu Zhiyin, holding the handles of Lu Zhiyin’s wheelchair.
“Ah…? Yes, I’m here.”
A little slow to react, Lu Zhiyin’s face was still a little flushed because of Leng Qing Qiu. After she came to her senses, she immediately responded to Long Qinxin.
Then she became inexplicably flustered.
Fortunately, she managed to cover up her confusion.
“What was it just now…”
Long Qinxin opened her mouth, about to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Zhiyin.
“Let’s talk outside if there’s anything.”
Pointing to the corridor outside the classroom, Lu Zhiyin sharply realized that what Long Qinxin was about to say might be related to Leng Qing Qiu.
After all, when she was carried back to the wheelchair by Leng Qing Qiu, she also noticed Long Qinxin’s strange look at Leng Qing Qiu.
Those green eyes were almost burning with fire, and the hostility they held was too obvious to ignore.
She didn’t want to cause any more trouble.
“…Yes…”
After a long silence, Long Qinxin softly hummed and nodded.
Lu Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Long Qinxin was understanding and didn’t ignore others’ opinions stubbornly like Leng Qing Qiu. Otherwise, she really didn’t know what to do.
Long Qinxin pushed Lu Zhiyin’s wheelchair. As they passed Leng Qing Qiu, Leng Qing Qiu grabbed Lu Zhiyin’s injured left hand.
She seemed reluctant to let Lu Zhiyin be alone with Long Qinxin.
“…”
Saying nothing, Lu Zhiyin just gave Leng Qing Qiu a pleading look.
Leng Qing Qiu thought for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and let go of Lu Zhiyin.
Lu Zhiyin thought that she would probably suffer again soon, but for now, she had to solve Long Qinxin’s problem first.
She sighed silently in her heart, lamenting her misfortune.
Long Qinxin naturally noticed the small interaction between the two girls. Her doubts grew.
Pushing Lu Zhiyin, she slowly left the classroom. At the classroom door, Long Qinxin slightly bent her body, placing her hands on the armrests of Lu Zhiyin’s wheelchair.
She looked at the girl in front of her carefully.
The strap meant to hang her arm was broken, and the girl’s hair was a little messy. Her clothes, however, were fine, still neat.
Her gaze slowly moved up to her neck, where she noticed the red finger marks still lingering on the girl’s slender neck, and a few tear marks on the corners of her eyes.
“What do you want to ask, classmate Qinxin?”
The girl in front of her seemed to ignore her own marks and asked with a gentle smile.
Long Qinxin’s heart clenched violently, and she suddenly didn’t know how to ask.
“I… I…”
Her words even stammered, her hands gripping the armrests of Lu Zhiyin’s wheelchair, Long Qinxin was a little at a loss.
At this point, she probably knew that what Lu Zhiyin said to Leng Qing Qiu was not true. She began to feel guilty for her suspicion.
Lu Zhiyin saw the troubled look on her face.
“What’s wrong with your hand? Are you hurt?”
Gently grasping Long Qinxin’s right hand, Lu Zhiyin softly touched the small cut on the pad of Long Qinxin’s right index finger. A tiny drop of blood, barely noticeable if not paid attention to, was hanging beside the cut.
Lu Zhiyin blew on the small, inconspicuous wound for Long Qinxin.
