Chapter 41.3: Come here, let me touch.

Lin Yujing didn’t know what it was to be liked. She’d grown up to this point with no one except her friends liking her.

There had been boys who pursued her in junior high school; she’d been very pretty since she was a child. During the muddled years of junior high, everyone would begin to awaken to this kind of realization. There were quite a few boys who had pursued her, but it was really just a simple kind of pursuit and it never struck her as sincere.

Lin Yujing didn’t pay much attention to it. Anyway, every time it happened, after a few days Lu Jiaheng and Cheng Yi would go looking for the boy as if they were her brothers and have a heart-to-heart chat, and then that person would never appear before her again.

In her freshman year at an attached high school there was someone who seemed sincere, but Lin Yujing was very straightforward with him. She had always kept a respectful distance from this kind of thing and flatly refused, leaving no room for maneuver.

In addition, her circle of friends was independent and it was difficult for others to fit into it, so there was no chance for this particular situation to occur.

This particular situation was that she met someone in an unfamiliar environment, with an unfamiliar family, at an unfamiliar school, feeling unfamiliar, bewildering emotions, who can’t help but make her feel dependent without even thinking.

Because in this kind of situation, she so badly needed such a person to exist.

A person who she could rely on, who she could vent to, who could accept and shake off all of her negativity.

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This thing called love had been torn apart by her parents’ own hands, spread out in front of her so she could see the cheapness and fragility inside it, and then tossed at her feet and rendered worthless.

The love between adults is even like this, to say nothing of sixteen- or seventeen-year-old adolescents.

Isn’t it even more volatile, even more unstable?

Lin Yujing dropped the empty biscuit bag on the ground, completely collapsing onto the bed, and breathed a sigh as she stared squinting at the long strip of lights on the ceiling.

She raised her hand and slapped her face a few times.

“Study,” Lin Yujing closed her eyes, telling herself over and over in a quiet voice, “I love to study, studying makes me happy, the most beautiful word in my life… studying…”

Perhaps because day by day she had been thinking of him and daydreaming, Lin Yujing dreamed of Shen Juan again that night.

Lin Yujing had naturally gotten used to it. She got up numbly, washed up, and changed into her school uniform. Then she went downstairs and thought about what to have for breakfast while walking out the door.

Shen Juan leaned against the pillar by the door of the dormitory. He had changed into a dark gray coat and wore earphones with a white cable that hung down his chest.

Shen Juan saw someone come out from the corner of his eye, and when he raised his head he saw Lin Yujing standing at the door.

He raised his hand, a small plastic bag hooked on his finger. He brought it in front of her, and inside was a rice ball.

“There weren’t any dumplings with three salted egg yolks left, but rice balls with three salted egg yolks are still available.” He spoke casually, tilting his head to the side.

Lin Yujing froze in place, and the construction around her heart that she had just finished last night nearly fell short.

Seeing that she didn’t respond, Shen Juan shook his arms slowly. “Did the fever leave you in a daze?”

Lin Yujing came back to her senses and took the bag with her head down. She slowly removed the plastic wrap and quietly said, “Thank you.”

Shen Juan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

The two walked towards the school building, neither speaking along the way. The whole time, Lin Yujing kept her head down and ate quietly.

Shen Juan had really added three salted egg yolks. The whole rice ball looked bigger than the ones she had eaten before, and the egg yolks from this shop weren’t very salty so she wouldn’t feel too thirsty.

When they reached the entrance of the school building Lin Yujing hadn’t finished the one rice ball; half of it was still left, and she was already full. She didn’t want to throw it away, so she put it back into the bag and carried it with her upstairs.

Liu Fujiang came in early today. When she entered the classroom, he was already sitting in front of the podium. Seeing the two of them come in, Liu Fujiang got up, patted Shen Juan on the shoulder, and walked out of the classroom door. “You two come with me.”

Lin Yujing blinked, looked sideways at Shen Juan, pointed to herself, and silently mouthed, “Me?”

Shen Juan nodded and took the half-eaten rice ball from her hand, then put it on the desk and walked out first.

Lin Yujing followed behind him. The two of them entered the office one after the other, and Lin Yujing closed the door behind her.

The teachers in the biology department office weren’t there at the moment. Liu Fujiang sat at the table with two forms in front of him. He glanced at them, then raised his head and stared at them with a smile for a short time.

He gave a sincere, heartfelt exclamation, “I really like you two.”

Lin Yujing: “…”

Shen Juan: “…”

After Lin Yujing analyzed it, this sentence and Liu Fujiang’s catchphrase “What a good child!” should have meant almost the same thing.

According to her experience over the past two months, however, when Liu Fujiang said such things, nothing that followed in the next few moments would be good.

For example, last time he said “What a good child!” and what followed was that Shen Juan got first place in the grade.

It was a disaster for her.

Liu Fujiang paused for a little while, probably waiting for the two of them to answer. When neither one did, he waved his hands with a smile and continued, “It’s alright, you don’t have to be afraid. It’s nothing, I just called you both in to ask–” He paused and leaned forward, “There is a scholarship in our school to encourage everyone to study hard, are you two interested?”

The author has something to say:

The relationship between parents will have a great influence on the child’s view of love. Isn’t Master Juan provocative enough?!?!

The first sentence every morning: “Cheer up Master Juan, let’s go Master Juan!!!”

Edited By: ceres