Li Yan wore a pained expression.
"I swore to myself back then that I absolutely wouldn't listen to my mom next time..."
Li Yan suddenly chuckled.
"Looks like there won't be a next time."
This was his final semester at school.
"Besides, I said the same thing every time I came to school carrying bags and bags of stuff."
"But when the next time came, I still..."
The past was too painful to recall.
Li Yan sighed.
"Ah."
Li Yan cried out.
"Did I get off topic?"
"You realized that?"
Zhuge Yun quipped.
"That's not easy."
Li Yan was speechless.
He wore a foolish grin.
"Ahem~"
He cleared his throat.
"Let's get back to the point."
"Actually, I wasn't completely off topic earlier..."
Li Yan tried to salvage his dignity.
Sensing the gazes on him growing sharp again, Li Yan hurriedly sat up straight.
"When I got off the high-speed train, I seemed to hear something by my ear..."
"A voice saying I was going to have bad luck?"
"But you all know how noisy high-speed trains are."
"People's voices are noisy too."
"I thought I had heard wrong."
"Or maybe someone else had been talking, and it had nothing to do with me."
"But then-"
Li Yan spread his hands.
The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily twice.
"You really had bad luck?"
Zhuge Yun obligingly picked up the thread.
"Heh heh."
Li Yan gave two dry laughs.
"Just as I was about to get off the train, someone stepped on my shoe from behind, then someone pushed me."
"Do you know how pathetic I looked then?"
Li Yan's voice rose unconsciously.
"One of my shoes fell off."
"I almost pitched forward and fell flat on my face."
"My luggage dropped to