Senior Brother, You Deserve to Die

"Senior Lin Mo! I like you. You don't have to answer me right away, but I hope you can give me a chance!"

At the end of the corridor, a junior schoolmate in a brand-new uniform held out a pink envelope to Lin Mo with both hands. Her cheeks were so red they looked ready to bleed. As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and fled down the stairs as if running for her life.

The sound of her footsteps gradually faded away in the empty stairwell.

Fang Jun almost spat out a mouthful of water. He thumped his chest hard, then bumped Lin Mo's shoulder with a wicked grin.

"Good heavens, that's the third letter this week, right? These junior girls nowadays really have commendable courage."

Lin Mo did not even bat an eyelid. Holding the letter that still carried the girl's lingering warmth, he walked over to the trash can in the pantry and relaxed his wrist.

The envelope traced a small arc and fluttered lightly into the bin.

"Whoa, so ruthless?" Fang Jun leaned in, smacking his lips. "Aren't you afraid of breaking the little girl's heart?"

Lin Mo glanced at him and retorted, "If it were given to you, would you dare accept it?"

Fang Jun shook his head like a rattle drum. "No way. I, Old Fang, am famous for being loyal and honest. How could I casually accept someone else's affection?"

"Tch, what if it was given to you by someone surnamed Cai?" An Yuexin, who had been leaning against the wall in silence, suddenly chimed in.

Fang Jun's expression changed instantly. He let out a goofy laugh and scratched his head, saying, "Ah, well, the nature of that would be completely different."

Looking at his foolish, lovestruck appearance, Lin Mo found it rather amusing.

This guy had indeed changed recently. In the past, he would drag Lin Mo to play video games whenever he had free time. Now, he wouldn't budge even if called. He was either burying his head in practice questions or glued to his phone, chatting passionately with a certain someone.

The most outrageous part was that Cai Junhuang was actually quite cooperative with him.

Could it really be that his rebirth had caused these two people, who had absolutely nothing to do with each other in his past life, to prematurely develop some wonderful chemical reaction?

But it didn't make sense. Someone of Cai Junhuang's caliber, the class beauty, received love letters until her hands went soft. What virtues or abilities did Fang Jun possess?

Lin Mo's gaze inadvertently swept over Fang Jun's arm. The moment he raised his hand to scratch his head, his uniform sleeve slipped down, revealing a small patch of dark purple bruising.

And there was more than one.

Lin Mo's divine sense had already perceived everything. The injuries hidden on this guy's body were far more numerous than what was exposed.

It was because he had signed up for Li Yongkang's Taekwondo training class (the class's resident Taekwondo black belt student).

He picked up his water cup and asked, seemingly casually, "So, why did you suddenly go and sign up for Taekwondo?"

"How... how did you know?"

But he quickly brushed it off. He puffed out his chest, looking as if it were a matter of course.

"Well, you know, as a man, I have to learn some self-defense. That way, if anything happens in the future, I can protect her."

There was nothing wrong with his reasoning. As for who this her was, anyone with a brain would know.

"Besides, with Kangkang, a black belt, teaching me personally, I'm improving really fast!" Fang Jun said, waving his fist proudly, seemingly not caring about his injuries at all.

The reason he didn't ask Lin Mo for help was that Fang Jun felt Lin Mo had to deal with three people, so he must be very busy.

Just look at how considerate his brother was.

While chatting, the group returned to the classroom.

The class was as noisy as ever, like a boiling kettle.

Jiang Yunlu was also there today, sitting upright, but her eyes, which occasionally stole glances at Lin Mo, betrayed her inner turmoil.

However, it seemed she still didn't know the news that Situ Yunshu had returned.

Probably the Old Geezer was still considering when to announce it.

As for Xie Yuling, when she and Lin Mo dropped Ning Qingcheng off at school in the morning, there was zero communication between them the entire time.

Once this iceberg decided to freeze someone out, she could completely isolate the other party from her world.

Jiang Yunlu keenly sensed the alienation between the two. She didn't know the specific reason, but that didn't stop a trace of secret joy from rising in her heart.

Xie Yuling was ignoring Lin Mo? Wasn't that a godsent opportunity.

It was just that she didn't know right now that she was the reason for their cold war.

If she knew, who knows what kind of mindset Jiang Yunlu would have.

Therefore, for the entire morning, Jiang Yunlu's seat seemed to be fitted with springs, frequently leaning toward Lin Mo's side.

"Lin Mo, I still don't quite understand the solution to this problem. Could you explain it to me again?"

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough for the circle of people around them to hear, carrying an undisguised sense of intimacy.

All of this fell perfectly into Xie Yuling's divine sense without the slightest deviation.

She didn't even need to turn her head to clearly see the image of Jiang Yunlu leaning over, her hair almost brushing against the side of Lin Mo's face.

The pen in her hand was gripped tighter and tighter.

It was clearly her who had told him to go and resolve Jiang Yunlu's issue, but when things actually developed this way, her heart felt like it was blocked by something, leaving her suffocated and panicky.

Forget it.

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Let that pair of dogs toss and turn on their own.

Hmph!

Xie Yuling's eyes turned cold. She completely turned her head away, treating the clouds outside the window as the only scenery in her eyes.

Chu Miaomiao in the adjacent seat saw all of this. She blinked and silently pushed a fruit candy to the corner of Xie Yuling's desk.

A silent comfort.

Xie Yuling withdrew her gaze from the window and let it fall on the candy wrapper. Then she looked at Chu Miaomiao, and her tightly drawn lips seemed to soften by a fraction.

As soon as the noon dismissal bell rang, Xie Yuling packed her things and went home.

After being picked up and dropped off so many times, Ning Qingcheng could now come back on her own.

After eating lunch, Ning Qingcheng slipped into Xie Yuling's room with practiced familiarity, closing the door behind her.

"Sister Yuling, are you really planning to give up on Senior Brother?" The little girl got straight to the point.

Xie Yuling didn't speak. She just walked to the bed, scooped up the half-human-tall fox plushie, hugged it in her arms, and punched it absentmindedly.

She didn't deny it, but she didn't confirm it either.

Ning Qingcheng sighed like a little adult and leaned closer.

"I'm firmly on your side! Senior Brother is just like a central air conditioner, warming everyone. His heart is too soft, and he can't stand seeing the people around him suffer grievances. He's a typical bleeding heart."

She wasn't wrong about that.

But this good person was precisely the one she had pushed away herself.

She understood the logic, but emotions were unreasonable.

"Who cares about him."

Xie Yuling said gloomily, the force in her hands increasing a bit. "He's just a big idiot."

It wasn't her fault; this was how most people felt in their hearts.

"Yes, yes, yes, my Senior Brother is a big idiot, but you like the big idiot."

Ning Qingcheng blinked.

"Hmph! I don't like him anymore!"

Xie Yuling was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She suddenly sat up straight. "Let him go cool off wherever he wants!"

Saying that, she grabbed the two ears of the fox plushie and unleashed a flurry of punches left and right, thoroughly ravaging the fluffy fox face.

Ning Qingcheng could only pretend to be an adult and sigh silently.

"Senior Brother, you really deserve to die."