Strange and Weird

After seeing Han Wenwen's life, Little He Qing truly realized that the gap between people really was bigger than the gap between people and dogs.

On the surface, they were all going to and from school, but in reality, they were completely different experiences.

Out of nowhere, Han Wenwen asked, "Oh right, when we were talking just now about whether anyone had confessed to you, why did you suddenly freeze for a second? Did you think of someone? Is there a boy you like?"

Little He Qing blushed so hard she couldn't answer, stammering in a panic.

Han Wenwen smiled in understanding. "All right, pretend I didn't ask. Let's eat." Of course she had seen through her.

That night, after Little He Qing went home, she told Lin Zhengran about the rare thing that had happened today.

Actually, she hoped every day that something strange and weird would happen, because then she could call Lin Zhengran every day. Otherwise, she couldn't find a reason to call him. It wasn't like her reason could be that she missed him... That evening, Little He Qing leaned against the headboard in her bedroom, her desk lamp on, wearing white little pajamas, holding her mother's phone as she chatted with Certain Person. "Lin Zhengran, I'm telling you, today I helped a female classmate with something, and then that girl was really pretty and lots of boys were chasing her, and then... we ate together."

Little He Qing wanted to tell him every detail, but she also felt it wasn't very good to gossip about a classmate, so she picked and chose what to say.

So Lin Zhengran was completely confused. "Keep going."

Little He Qing played with her Ponytail with her other hand, winding it around her fingers. "There's no more. That's it."

Lin Zhengran: "."

Little He Qing: "."

Little He Qing asked, "What have you been doing lately? Are you still going to and from school by yourself?"

The other side answered, "Pretty much, but sometimes there are others too."

"Huh?" She was puzzled. "Girls?"

"Mm, female."

Little He Qing's expression instantly turned unhappy. Her eyes even grew wet and red, as if she was about to cry. In that instant, she imagined that mysterious girl might eat with him, leave school with him, practice Taekwondo with him on weekends, and even hug him while taking naps together.

But immediately after that, she heard Lin Zhengran say, "Recently, our neighbor went on a long trip and left her little female dog at our house. It keeps following me when I go home."

Little He Qing was startled. She clutched her heart, then broke into a smile through her tears. "So it was Puppy. Then besides Puppy?"

"No one. Oh, no, there are others too."

"Who?!"

"My parents."

Little He Qing let out another breath of relief. Every time she chatted with Lin Zhengran, she felt like she was shuttling back and forth between heaven and hell. She said softly, "Then after I go back, I'll go to and from school with you. Oh right, Lin Zhengran, I have a question I want to ask you."

She remembered the question Han Wenwen had asked her today. Back then, she had wanted to ask Lin Zhengran too.

Before fourth grade, children did not have a deep understanding of the words like or dislike, but after fourth grade, it seemed like the frequency of those words being used started to increase.

"Lin Zhengran, I'm a little curious. In these past two years, have any girls confessed to you?"

"The things you're curious about are getting weirder and weirder." He was blunt. "Yes."

Little He Qing had known there would be. Her tone became nervous. "So there really are lots of girls confessing to you?"

"Not many. You know I don't like chatting with little girls. I think it's annoying, so I'm not interested in them at all."

He Qing thought that she was also a little girl. Would he think chatting with her was annoying too? But annoying was fine.

She would annoy him. She would annoy—of course, she definitely didn't dare say that out loud, or she would get scolded.

Little He Qing continued winding her hair around her little hand, checking the ends of her hair. The topic stopped for a while.

Lin Zhengran asked, "We've talked long enough today. Nothing else, right? I'm hanging up."

"Yes! Don't hang up yet!" Little He Qing tried hard to think if there was anything else. "Let's chat a little longer, just a little longer. The Chicken Cutlet Rice in the cafeteria today was pretty good..."

"Really? Then bring me a serving back if you get the chance."

"Okay."

"Okay, my foot. Didn't you say the food in your cafeteria changes every day? Who knows if there'll even be Chicken Cutlet Rice in the future? Besides, who hasn't eaten Chicken Cutlet Rice before?"

Little He Qing secretly stuck out her tongue, looking as if she was very happy despite being scolded by him.

That night, although Lin Zhengran also told Little He Qing a little about the current state of his own life, there was one thing he didn't mention.

After all, Little He Qing didn't know the main person involved in this matter, and even now, he still hadn't figured out the cause and effect.

Early the next morning, Lin Zhengran packed his schoolbag.

He casually checked the panel.

Two years had passed, and Lin Zhengran was now about to break through the bottleneck to level thirty again. However, the higher the level, the slower improvement really became.

Today's weather is slightly overcast. There may be rain. You are cultivating as usual.

Current Spiritual Energy Level: 28

Your total attributes are:

Strength: 8

Energy: 9

Physical Strength: 13

Charm: 11

Strength assessment: already unmatched by anyone in the starter village.

"Ranran, it's time for school. The weather's bad today. Do you want to take an umbrella?" Lin Yingjun asked as he put on his leather shoes.

Lin Zhengran went to the door and opened it. "I have one at school. I don't need to bring one."

Dad drove him to Elementary School.

Lin Zhengran entered the classroom and looked toward an empty seat near the classroom door.

That was Jiang Xueli's desk. The two of them were still in the same class now.

She had not arrived yet.

Mornings in class were always noisy and chaotic, and it stayed that way until Jiang Xueli, wearing double ponytails, walked in through the classroom door.

Some people looked at her and suddenly stopped talking.

Jiang Xueli, who used to always act fierce and bossy in class, now looked as if half her life had been drained away as she saw the disgusted expressions everyone turned on her.

She sat back down in her seat.

She was no longer the Disciplinary Committee Member now. In fact, she had only been removed from the position two days ago, because two days earlier, a very bizarre incident had happened in class.

The class monitor, who had always been honest and well-behaved and had never broken the rules, had secretly brought a phone to the classroom, only for it to go missing on the very first day.

The next day, the class held a small fundraiser, but after the Vice Class Monitor collected the money, half of it was found to be missing.

The teacher was very angry and demanded that whoever had taken it hand it over at once. At the time, Jiang Xueli had even acted as the vanguard in the class's investigation of the thief, checking everyone's schoolbag one by one.

But in the end, it was found inside her own schoolbag.

Not only was the money found, but the phone was also found in the very back of her desk compartment.

Jiang Xueli panicked at once. Looking at everyone's shocked expressions, she hurriedly explained, "It wasn't me! I'm the Disciplinary Committee Member, how could I possibly steal everyone's money?! I didn't take this phone either!"

The class was half-doubtful, half-convinced, until her deskmate Jiang Xiao stood up and accused her. "Jiang Xueli was the one who took the money. I saw it when I came back to the classroom at noon."

Jiang Xueli looked at her deskmate in disbelief, her gaze trembling.

The class instantly exploded into uproar. Everyone started talking at once, and the way they looked at her changed. The teacher also stripped Jiang Xueli of her position and notified her parents about it.

Jiang Guniang had been confirmed by witness testimony to have stolen silver and a treasured sword. You had some past acquaintance with her and also saw some clues, but this matter was rather troublesome. Whether you helped or not would lead to two different opportunities.