Ye Liangchen felt the torment in his heart suddenly release.
"I'm going to the restroom," Ye Liangchen said, taking advantage of the fact that class hadn't started yet, and headed toward the restroom at the end of the hallway.
As he passed by Class 7, he subconsciously stopped in his tracks.
He glanced inside Class 7 and saw Hu Yuying tidying up Long Aotian's desk and moving her own desk next to his.
At this sight, Ye Liangchen clenched his teeth tightly.
"Yuying, just wait. When you're completely engulfed in darkness, I will step in, transform into the sun, and rescue you from the abyss."
"Forgive me for standing by for now. Forgive me for not being able to save you yet."
"But I will remember every wrong Long Aotian has done to you, recording each one clearly. One day, I will make Long Aotian pay back a thousandfold."
After saying this, he immediately pulled out a notebook.
Flipping it open, he saw that he had already recorded seven or eight of Long Aotian's misdeeds.
"Today, Long Aotian forced Hu Yuying to sit with him again. What a beast."
After this sentence, he wrote the character for "pig."
The implication was that one day, he would make Long Aotian live, eat, and sleep with pigs.
Do you enjoy forcing beautiful girls to sit with you?
Then I'll punish you by making you live with sows!
After writing these words, he took a deep look at Hu Yuying, and sure enough, Ye Liangchen's mood improved.
Because he felt he was helping Hu Yuying in his own way.
"I look forward to our next encounter," he said before heading back to his own classroom.
Hu Yuying, who had just finished organizing her things, felt like someone was watching her. When she turned around, she saw Ye Liangchen exhale deeply and then walk away with a satisfied expression.
"What are you looking at?" Long Aotian followed Hu Yuying's gaze but didn't see anything, so he asked.
Hu Yuying shook her head. "Nothing."
Then she remembered the advice Long Aotian had given her: *"When you see someone who’s not right in the head, remember to steer clear of them in the future."*
After moving her chair over, Hu Yuying sat down, feeling a strong sense of security.
With an aisle separating them, it was inconvenient for her to tutor Long Aotian.
So Hu Yuying made a bold decision.
Without the teacher's arrangement, she took the initiative to move her seat next to Long Aotian.
This decision might seem insignificant to others.
But for Hu Yuying, it took a lot of courage.
Although she had only spent a day with Long Aotian, she had already sensed a great deal of kindness from him.
Hu Yuying had her own way of judging sincerity.
Having endured too much malice and insincerity in the past, she could tell when someone was genuine.
At the very least, Long Aotian could help her avoid being bullied by others.
People are like that—after long periods of oppression and humiliation, they naturally develop a dependence on those who extend a helping hand.
Because she knew this person wouldn’t bully her.
Time always flies when you're focused on something.
Whether it's playing games or studying.
Before she knew it, it was lunchtime.
"Let's go eat," Long Aotian said.
Hearing this, Hu Yuying slowed down her movements as she tidied her desk.
She smiled at Long Aotian. "I ate too much this morning. I'm not hungry yet."
"Long Aotian, you go ahead."
Long Aotian looked at Hu Yuying. With over a decade of experience navigating society, how could he not know what was going through her mind?
But seeing the look in Hu Yuying's eyes, he nodded.
"Alright then, I'll go by myself."
With that, he left the classroom.
Watching Long Aotian leave, Hu Yuying turned her gaze away, pursed her lips, and pulled out two steamed buns and some pickled vegetables from her bag.
What Ye Liangchen had said earlier wasn’t wrong—she really was struggling financially.
But Long Aotian had already treated her to two meals yesterday, and this morning, even though she had intended to treat him, he ended up paying again.
Hu Yuying genuinely didn’t want to trouble Long Aotian any further.
Just as she was about to open the bag of buns, her arm was suddenly grabbed.
"Gotcha! Sneaking off to eat something good behind my back, huh?"
Turning around, she saw Long Aotian, who had supposedly left. Hu Yuying was startled, but hearing his words, she instinctively wanted to explain that this wasn’t anything fancy—if she had something good, she would definitely share it with Long Aotian first.
"No, Long Aotian, this isn’t anything special. It’s just steamed buns."
"How dare you slack off as my little follower, Hu Yuying? You’ve got some nerve," Long Aotian said, acting unreasonable and domineering.
"Come with me."
"Long Aotian, I’m fine with eating this. I don’t want to go to the cafeteria," Hu Yuying said, sitting on her chair, not daring to look at Long Aotian.
"You’re not listening to me? Do you want me to hit you?"
"Hurry up, you cheapskate!"
Hu Yuying tilted her head, her eyes flickering, and then, as if suddenly deflated, stood up and followed behind Long Aotian.
She muttered softly, "I don’t want to keep troubling Long Aotian..."
"What are you mumbling about? Keep up."
On the way to the cafeteria, Hu Yuying held her meal card and kept talking.
Long Aotian suddenly stopped and said impatiently, "Stop chirping in my ear, okay? If people hear you, what will they think of me, Long Aotian?"
"Long Aotian, I might be frugal, but I’m not greedy. I don’t want to keep taking advantage of you."
"Enough! If this gets out, people will think I’m mistreating my little follower. Shut your mouth, or I’ll punch you so hard you won’t be able to get up!"
"But I’ll feel bad," Hu Yuying said, looking at Long Aotian’s large fist, feeling flustered.
Seeing Hu Yuying’s big, watery eyes, looking scared and pitiful, Long Aotian couldn’t help but pinch her cheek.
"Where’s that thick skin I taught you to have? Why are you still so shy?"
Her cheek was soft and bouncy, and Long Aotian couldn’t resist pinching it a couple more times.
"With such a petty attitude, you’d better not stick around me. I’d be embarrassed!"
Hu Yuying rubbed the spot where Long Aotian had pinched her. It didn’t hurt.
And she already felt like her skin was getting thicker.
At the corner of the school building, Ye Liangchen wrote in his notebook:
"Today, that damn Long Aotian threatened to punch Hu Yuying and then pinched her cheek."
After writing this down, Ye Liangchen took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Don’t worry, Yuying. I’ve recorded everything. Every bit of suffering you endure, I’m keeping track of it all!"
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