Puits profond - Chapitre 25
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---janeadam
Reply [80]: Great! ~
---lw007
Reply to [81]: ding~
---Apples without worms
Reply [82]: Support
Are there any more?
---California Timber
Reply [83]: etc.
---Water Fairy
Reply[84]：Hao く
---tomma2000
Reply[85]：Early くで下さい
---tomma2000
Reply [86]: I finally made it to the break between classes with a sleepy and confused feeling. In order to avoid being questioned by the group of guys again, I had to run into the toilet as soon as possible. Fortunately, I could still tell the difference between boys and girls and did not go to the wrong one.
After finishing, he washed his hands at the tap while racking his brains over various possibilities, but couldn't come up with anything plausible. Of course, he knew very well that this was just a fabricated excuse to make it easier to ask for leave, just like "Yuan Peilin is sick" or "Yuan Peilin has a family emergency."
"His childhood sweetheart, who had been with Lin since childhood, passed away from illness, and he went back to his hometown to attend the funeral." Such an extremely unexpected reason might be understandable if it came from someone like Qi Guangjian who likes to stir up trouble.
The other party, however, turned out to be Qing Lin Anxue.
"...What...what's wrong with Qinglin Anxue...?"
Just as he was about to enter the classroom, Yuan Peilin finally voiced the questions that had been nagging at him.
"What's wrong, senior...?"
The calm voice that suddenly came from behind almost made Yuan Peilin stumble.
"Qing...Qinglin, junior..." The startled boy, sweating profusely, managed a weak laugh. "What brings you here? Hehe..."
"I've come to bring you clothes."
"Clothes?" Yuan Peilin then noticed that Qing Lin Anxue was holding a neatly folded pair of uniform trousers. He remembered that they were covered in blood and mud and looked terrible back then.
"This has already been washed. The shirt was so badly damaged that it couldn't be repaired."
"Ah... thank you for your help." Yuan Peilin scratched the back of his head sheepishly, then reached out his hands to take it.
"Senior, before you do that, please clean your hands first," Qing Lin Anxue said calmly.
After being reminded by his junior, Yuan Peilin realized that his hands were still dripping water. But... he was never one to carry a handkerchief. So he froze there, looking rather silly.
This is truly a rare sight.
Whether it was psychological or not, Yuan Peilin seemed to notice that Qing Lin Anxue's originally icy expression softened slightly. Then, he saw her gracefully take out a clean white handkerchief and hand it to him...
...Hesitating for a moment, he mechanically took the handkerchief and carefully ran it around his hand. It was light and soft, without any uncomfortable feeling. Also...
It is indeed pure white, which suits her taste perfectly.
Although it was only a short while, Yuan Peilin felt it was rather long. So he immediately thanked the girl who was waiting quietly in front of him and handed the handkerchief back.
---janeadam
Reply [87]: Taking the trousers, I could faintly smell a light soapy scent, indicating they had been carefully washed; there was no trace of blood. Did Qing Lin Anxue wash them herself?
A vague sense of happiness welled up within me.
"Well then, senior, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now." Qing Lin Anxue interrupted Yuan Peilin's reverie and turned slightly to leave.
"...Ah! Wait a minute!" The boy, suddenly realizing something, finally remembered the "important matter" at the crucial moment and hurriedly called out to his junior.
"What is it?" Qing Lin Anxue turned her head, her long sideburns swaying gently with her movements, making her look elegant and charming.
"I want to know..." Yuan Peilin quickly crafted her thoughts, a truly exhausting "exercise," "What reason did you use when you asked for leave for me?"
"That..." Qing Lin Anxue smiled faintly, "It's roughly about how the senior went to attend his lover's funeral..."
"Wh...what!? How could you say that!?" Even after confirming it, Yuan Peilin still couldn't believe it, after all, it was almost impossible for this usually cold girl to come up with such a reason.
"I'm so sorry I caused you trouble..." Qing Lin Anxue's smile faded, and she bowed deeply, which only made Yuan Peilin more flustered. "My cousin told me to say that..."
"Cousin?" Yuan Peilin immediately pictured that handsome face with its ever-present mischievous smile. "That guy named Lu Fengjian?"
"Well, I didn't want to say that, but..."
"but?"
"Ah, never mind." Qing Lin Anxue hesitated, her expression returning to its previous calm. "Just consider it a joke." With that, she said goodbye again and turned to leave.
What?! That wasn't a prank at all! Yuan Pei stood there like a fool for a while before the school bell rang, pulling her back to reality.
"Fine, let's just make it a prank..."
---janeadam
Reply [88]: Post so many at once! It's taking so long to read this.
---tomma2000
Reply [89]: Reply [88]: Post more at once! It's been such a long time reading this.
---tomma2000
This is a forwarded post; the author isn't very diligent, and there's nothing I can do about it. Besides, with such strong anti-Japanese sentiment right now, the author "Fiers" is hesitant to post anymore. I'm not particularly interested in this post either; if it weren't for the strong support of several friends, I would have stopped updating it already. However, since I'm going to continue, I will definitely post the latest chapter. If I really can't post the next chapter, I will let you know.
---janeadam
Reply [90]: Hhe, not bad. (Mark)
---fingertip
Reply [91]: Keep it up, keep writing.
What does being anti-Japanese have to do with this? I really don't understand what those angry young people are thinking.
---Temjin
Reply [92]: I want to keep reading~
---The Strange Cat
Reply [93]: Oh my god!~~~ It's gone????
---yijoseph
Reply [94]: Strolling on the increasingly bare road surface "cleaned" by the winter wind, I hunched my neck and enjoyed the slight warmth produced by each step I took.
Winter is the most desolate season, but also the most authentic. During this time, everything sheds its disguise, revealing its true nature. Even humans, who constantly boast to nature in other seasons, can only shiver in the cold wind.
Although the psychic boy before him might not be much stronger, he himself feared the summer heat more than the winter cold. So, while shivering, he could still imagine other things.
Upon closer reflection, he found it truly unbelievable, even to himself. Logically, being tricked and manipulated like this should have made him extremely angry, or at least indignant. But simply because the other party was Qing Lin Anxue, this unexpected girl, the boy couldn't muster any anger whatsoever.
Not only that, but Yuan Peilin felt a sweet feeling welling up inside her.
"Do I have masochistic tendencies?" Yuan Peilin muttered to himself with a self-deprecating tone. Then, he tugged at the collar of his winter coat and suddenly quickened his pace.
He was really hungry!
And so, the hungry and cold boy returned to his relatively warm apartment not long afterward.
The pure white pigeon was surprisingly awake, but it remained motionless on the soft bed, refusing to get down, which made Yuan Peilin exchange a helpless glance with it.
"Hey, Crow, are you really okay?"
"What do you mean?" the crow asked the boy, standing up and shaking for a while. Inevitably, a few white feathers fluttered down and fell onto the bed.