Chapter 29: Pitiful?
Leaving the restroom, Lu Zhiyin returned to the classroom.
Unable to get help from Long Qinxin, she had to start thinking of other viable solutions.
Hmm… If the deity wasn’t around, she could completely stop studying and ignore Leng Qing Qiu and Long Qinxin, she could go to another city to make a living.
As for the video… such a thing didn’t matter. As long as she left this city, that indecent video wouldn’t affect her at all.
However, even though she knew returning home was hopeless, Lu Zhiyin couldn’t openly give up the mission.
“Sigh…”
Sighing, Lu Zhiyin returned to her seat.
Her collar was a bit messy, the hem of her school uniform was stained with some things, and there were scattered tearstains in the corners of her eyes that hadn’t dried yet.
Her reputation was indeed very good, and soon people noticed her abnormality. Those who had a good impression of her came forward to ask if she had been bullied by anyone.
Lu Zhiyin remained tight-lipped about it, only saying that she had fallen.
Some videos could not be known to everyone, nor could she mobilize her classmates to encourage Long Qinxin to retaliate against her.
“…”
Lying on her desk, Lu Zhiyin’s mind was in a mess.
The classmates surrounding her, seeing that she said nothing, dispersed.
Long Qinxin also returned to the classroom after a while. She noticed the sullen Lu Zhiyin.
“If you need help, come find me before the afternoon. Actually, my suggestion isn’t that bad, is it?”
Approaching Lu Zhiyin’s desk, Long Qinxin reminded her in a low voice.
Long Qinxin could know how difficult Lu Zhiyin’s current predicament was. She tried to force Lu Zhiyin with words, forcing her to make a choice between Leng Qing Qiu and herself.
Hmm… After a few minutes of thought, Long Qinxin stopped worrying that Leng Qing Qiu would actually release Lu Zhiyin’s indecent video.
She knew how perverted Leng Qing Qiu’s possessiveness was.
In other words, Long Qinxin was now completely without worries. She was confident and didn’t worry at all about her deceased wife’s reputation being damaged.
“Get lost.”
Before Lu Zhiyin could answer, Ouyang Qing’s cold words came first.
She coldly looked at Long Qinxin, who was standing in front of the desk.
“You’re blocking my view, get lost, you’re an eyesore.”
Still arrogant and overbearing, her words carried undisguised disgust and contempt.
To Ouyang Qing, this world and everything in it were her toys.
However, toys are also divided into likes and dislikes. Clearly, Long Qinxin was not among the ones she liked.
“…?”
Frozen in place, Long Qinxin didn’t react immediately. In her memory, it had been a long time since anyone dared to yell at her like this.
She turned her head, and what greeted her eyes were sharp, knife-like golden eyes.
Making eye contact with Ouyang Qing, Long Qinxin immediately felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, as if something terrifying was about to swallow her.
She fled shamefully.
“…”
Remaining silent, watching Long Qinxin’s retreating back, Ouyang Qing felt inexplicably annoyed.
It was clearly just her toy playing with another toy, so why would she be unhappy?
Placing the turtle doll hanging from her waist on the desk, Ouyang Qing poked the doll’s soft belly casually.
“…Thank you…”
Lu Zhiyin’s brain had been frozen for a long time, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions. She wasn’t sure why Ouyang Qing drove Long Qinxin away.
Was she pitying herself? Or simply disliked Long Qinxin? It couldn’t possibly be because her line of sight was blocked, could it?
Before Long Qinxin arrived, the classmates surrounding Lu Zhiyin also blocked her view, and Ouyang Qing had shown no reaction then.
With a messy mind, Lu Zhiyin finally managed to utter a “thank you.”
“…”
Ouyang Qing glanced at Lu Zhiyin and shook her head.
She didn’t think she was helping Lu Zhiyin out of a difficult situation; she just drove away anyone she couldn’t stand.
She was still herself, still a high and mighty deity.
“Don’t flatter yourself. You’re just a toy, what right do you have to thank me? You don’t think I’m helping you, do you? If you do, you’re really stupid.”
Sharp words came out of her mouth, but Ouyang Qing’s mood remained just as bad.
It felt like a heavy stone was stuck in her heart, making it impossible to feel relaxed.
“Okay.”
Nodding, Lu Zhiyin was already used to Ouyang Qing’s overbearing words. She also knew that Ouyang Qing would never pity her.
Perhaps it was really Long Qinxin blocking her view.
Feeling a little disappointed, Lu Zhiyin closed her eyes.
“…”
Ouyang Qing was still agitated. She glanced at Lu Zhiyin again.
There were faint tear marks in the corners of Lu Zhiyin’s eyes, and coupled with her dejected demeanor, she looked rather pitiful.
Clenching her fist, Ouyang Qing pushed Lu Zhiyin’s shoulder.
“Hand, give it to me.”
Her tone was stiff, and after speaking, Ouyang Qing didn’t wait for Lu Zhiyin’s response. She pulled out one of Lu Zhiyin’s arms and held Lu Zhiyin’s palm herself.
The girl’s cold palm made Ouyang Qing feel slightly better.
“Uh oh?”
Her body was yanked forcefully by Ouyang Qing, and Lu Zhiyin turned her head in a daze.
She felt a cold touch on her hand, and she still couldn’t understand what was wrong with Ouyang Qing.
“…”
Ouyang Qing continued to remain silent. Holding the hand of her beloved toy made her heart calm down. She thought that holding hands didn’t seem to be as useless as she imagined.
Casually pinching Lu Zhiyin’s palm with her index finger, Ouyang Qing became more engrossed, as if she had found a new way to play with her toy.
As for Lu Zhiyin, her hand was freezing and uncomfortable, and strange feelings stirred in her heart.
She tried to pull her hand back, but failed.
“Don’t move.”
Ouyang Qing commanded dominantly, continuing to play with Lu Zhiyin’s palm.
She didn’t think there was anything strange about it; her toy, she could play with it however she wanted.
Further away, Long Qinxin, sitting in the last row of the classroom, quietly watched the strange interaction between Ouyang Qing and Lu Zhiyin, a black pen spinning between her fingertips.
In Long Qinxin’s eyes, the interaction between Ouyang Qing and Lu Zhiyin was another form of flirtation.
The emotion called jealousy took root and sprouted, and her eyes deepened.
Jealousy? Perhaps. She could confirm that she didn’t like “Lu Shiyu.” She liked Lu Zhiyin and desired to possess Lu Zhiyin exclusively. Naturally, she hated seeing anyone wearing Lu Zhiyin’s face getting close to others.
The thought of this person, wearing Lu Zhiyin’s face, possibly getting married and having children in the future made her furious.
With a slight “crack,” the plastic casing of the pen in Long Qinxin’s palm shattered.
Long Qinxin secretly made up her mind. She was determined to get “Lu Shiyu.” Even if she didn’t use her, she would simply imprison the girl. She wanted to hide that face that made her yearn, so that no one except herself could see it.
If she really couldn’t get her, then she would destroy her.
The pen core in Long Qinxin’s palm was bent, and her eyes sank into darkness.
Beside Ouyang Qing, Lu Zhiyin sensed an ill-intentioned gaze. She turned around, and Long Qinxin’s deep, malicious eyes intruded into hers.
Lu Zhiyin got goosebumps all over. She quickly turned back, no longer looking at Long Qinxin.
