Chapter 34: A Casual Get-Together
After another round of fussing about, it was nearly midnight by the time Ling Feng got home.
"Living alone in this house, I surprisingly don't feel lonely at all."
Ling Feng changed into his pajamas and lay straight down on the bed. This wasn't the first or second time it had happened—had he gradually gotten used to it?
He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Dawn arrived. Another sleepless night!
In the early morning, sunlight still slumbered behind a thin veil of clouds. Linzhou City was immersed in an endless mist, looking delicate and colorful.
Cars along the roadside honked—their beeping shattered the morning's tranquility.
But none of that mattered much. Ling Feng had finally managed to sleep for a while when his Nokia suddenly started ringing furiously.
He fumbled for his phone by instinct, then answered it...
"Holy shit! Ling Feng, guess what I saw last night?" Zhao Ping shouted excitedly from the other end.
What the hell was this guy talking about so early in the morning? What did he see, a ghost?
Ling Feng was a little confused. He had slept poorly last night for some unknown reason, and the little drowsiness he had finally managed to get had been shattered again.
That voice belonged to Zhao Ping. Right, he had gotten into a car accident last night. Had they found the driver who caused it? Ling Feng wondered.
"Anyway, come over to my place when you're free. I've got something huge to tell you!"
Zhao Ping's tone was full of excitement, but Ling Feng simply hung up.
On the other side, Yuwen sat in Zhao Ping's living room. Looking at Zhao Ping across from him, he sighed in deep regret.
His buddy could have said anything, yet he insisted that he had gotten into a car accident last night and been saved by some angel?
And he had dragged him over first thing in the morning, and now he wanted to call Ling Feng over too. Was he sure he hadn't dreamed it all last night?
That was what Yuwen thought, but he didn't say it aloud. They were brothers, after all. It was fine to humor him for a bit.
"Okay, I already talked to him."
"You really want to go look for some white-haired angel?" Yuwen asked in surprise.
"There are even Magical Girls in this world. What else couldn't exist?"
Zhao Ping firmly believed it. Though his memory was a little blurry, he clearly remembered one thing that angelic girl had said to him.
"Transmigrate my ass. If I hadn't happened to see you while passing by, you'd already be lying in a hospital bed!"
Thinking of those words, Zhao Ping blurted them out as if possessed.
"Pfft!" Hearing all that, Yuwen couldn't hold back a laugh.
"You didn't seriously think you were going to transmigrate, did you?"
"Uh..." Zhao Ping scratched his head awkwardly. There was magic in this world, so transmigration didn't seem that strange, did it?
By the time Ling Feng woke up, it was already noon. Maybe because he had had a long dream last night, but even after waking up, he still felt exhausted.
He hadn't eaten breakfast, and he hadn't prepared lunch either. Laziness was a disease—it needed treatment!
Ling Feng understood that clearly, but honestly, he had become somewhat dependent on Ling Xiaoyu. With Ling Xiaoyu not home these past two days, he actually felt unaccustomed to it.
Ling Feng casually cooked some instant noodles for lunch. It wasn't until the afternoon that he met Zhao Ping and the others at the internet café.
Final exams were just around the corner, yet those two still acted like they didn't care at all.
And hearing Zhao Ping mention angels again and again reminded Ling Feng that he really had seen an angel last night. But what did that have to do with him?
For now, he should enjoy himself while he could. Once senior year began, he would hardly have any time to play.
Sitting at his computer, Ling Feng recalled the first time he had come to an internet café. He had sat beside the computer like a thief, guilt-ridden, finally getting his wish as he touched the mouse.
Yet he stared blankly at the screen before him. For the first time, those exciting scenes from the past seemed so embarrassing!
Back then, Ling Feng's heart had raced wildly. He had been terrified, unable to feel even the slightest joy from getting what he wanted.
Most importantly, the scene of Ling Xiaoyu catching him red-handed was still vivid in his mind.
Chapter 35: Meeting Again
Ling Feng and the others spent a wonderful afternoon at the Imperial Internet Café.
Around evening, everyone was getting hungry, and Yuwen made a suggestion.
"Zhao Ping, how about you go out and bring back some food?"
"Bring back your sister!"
The mention of it made Zhao Ping angry. He had gotten into a car accident for no reason at all last night.
If he knew where that driver lived, Zhao Ping would absolutely grab a weapon and head straight to his door without another word.
But then again, it was because of that driver that he had met his savior. Zhao Ping thought about it for a while, then still refused.
Normally, Ling Feng and the others either made do with instant noodles or ordered takeout. Of course, with Ling Feng's Nokia, how could he possibly order takeout? He could only borrow money first and use Zhao Ping's or the others' phones to place the order.
Ling Feng had just eaten instant noodles at noon, and seeing them now made him want to throw up. So he raised his hand and volunteered to bring food back for them.
As for money? Naturally, they had to give Ling Feng some first. Otherwise, how was he supposed to buy anything?
A convenience store had recently opened in Linzhou Ancient City. Ling Feng had heard it was a franchise from Japan called "Meow-Meow Classroom," and it was open twenty-four hours a day.
It wasn't far away. Ling Feng saw it after walking through a few intersections.
The convenience store had a wide range of products and attentive service, so many people came here to buy things.
Ling Feng casually picked up three boxed meals and paid for them.
The moment he walked out, Ling Feng saw the pink-haired girl sitting on the steps in front of the store.
He didn't know why, but he had instinctively given her that nickname.
Without thinking, he walked over and sat down beside her.
"..."
"..."
Sitting there, Ling Feng didn't say a word. The two of them simply remained silent.
Finally, the pink-haired girl spoke.
"I still owe you money."
"??"
Ling Feng was stunned. He really was a little stunned.
"No need."
"Then... all right."
"Can I know your name?" the girl spoke again. Her tone was calm, and her face held no expression at all.
Under normal circumstances, Ling Feng would definitely have decided that she was expressionless, but he didn't think so at that moment. Instead, he answered honestly.
"Ling Feng."
"What about you?" Ling Feng asked.
The girl did not answer his question. Instead, she slowly stood up and patted the dust from her dress, though there wasn't any dust on it.
Only then did Ling Feng notice that she was wearing a light pink dress, which harmonized perfectly with her shoulder-length pink hair.
Paired with white stockings, she looked more cute than purely beautiful. It would be better if she showed a little expression, Ling Feng silently evaluated.
"I understand."
"Are you in a bad mood?" Ling Feng couldn't help asking.
"Why would you say that? Do I look like I'm in a bad mood?" the girl said flatly.
"Because you always have such a cold expression."
"I..."
Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, Ling Feng didn't press her further. He sensibly left with the food in hand.
Though it had only been a few minutes, quite a few passersby had gathered to watch, most of them drawn by the girl's peerless beauty.
Ling Feng even suspected that she might be some celebrity. In terms of aura alone, she completely outclassed the girls in his class.
They were clearly around the same age, perhaps only first- or second-year high school students. Why was her disposition so cold? That was exactly what Ling Feng was curious about.
Not long after Ling Feng left, the girl received a call.
"Hello, my young lady, where are you right now? Have you had enough fun?"
"I don't know."
Even when speaking to someone she knew, the girl's tone was still cold and flat, entirely devoid of emotion. The person on the other end seemed used to it and continued.
"What kind of answer is that?" The girl on the other end of the call was dumbfounded.
"Forget it, let's not talk about that. Did you deliver the letter? You have to hand it directly to the president of the Linzhou Magic Association. Revealing it in advance could cause unnecessary trouble."
"They weren't there," the girl replied.
"This... Then put that matter aside for now. I'm over at Linzhou Plaza right now. There's still a performance tonight, so don't forget, my young lady."
"Mm."
On the other end of the phone was an exceptionally adorable girl.
She had violet eyes, curved willow-leaf brows, long eyelashes, and flawless fair skin tinged with a faint rosy blush. Her thin lips were as delicate and alluring as rose petals.
A short pinkish-purple cape jacket further accentuated her petite, adorable figure.
"Su Xiaoxiao, over here! Did you make the call?"
"I know! I called!"
Although Su Xiaoxiao had grown used to the girl's coldness, she still felt deeply sorry for her.
The young lady had never known how to express her emotions since childhood and had suffered a great deal.
Even so, she had never uttered a single complaint, as if all of it were only natural.
It was a pity that such a beautiful and kind-hearted girl remained unmoved even by the eager devotion of countless heirs from wealthy families.
Chapter 36: Study Materials?
Linzhou City
Dragon Soaring High School
Class 1, Year 2 Classroom
Today was Monday, one of the few remaining days they had to review.
The atmosphere was rather tense. Everyone was studying their textbooks, so the classroom was much quieter than usual.
Homeroom teacher Liu Yan sat at the podium. Seeing the tense study atmosphere throughout the class, she nodded in satisfaction.
Under normal circumstances, this class of hers was constantly singled out and criticized by the school administration. Mainly because so many of the kids were unruly and impossible to manage. Sigh, being a teacher wasn't easy these days.
At that moment, Ling Feng sat at his desk reading seriously. As the teacher had said before, he was cramming at the last minute, but Ling Feng didn't care.
Elsewhere
Class 2, Year 2
Zhao Ping had already learned from Qiu Yun'er that the benefactor who had saved him before was the Astral Mark Girl.
Though he usually enjoyed watching pretty girls in JK uniforms on Douyin and Kuaishou, this was different.
He had heard that she was a being with powerful abilities, just like the Magical Girls.
Beside him, Yuwen saw Zhao Ping spacing out and reached over to nudge his arm, reminding him to look behind him.
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