Lin Qinghe returned to A University and attended classes as usual. She had thought that after yesterday's incident of getting drunk, You Rong might have changed a little towards her, but nothing had changed at all!
The people looking for trouble with her at school continued to come one after another, incessantly.
Fortunately, Lin Qinghe had dealt with such situations many times and was used to it. They didn't dare to go too far, so she let them be.
Her only goal was to win over You Rong!
After the morning classes, Lin Qinghe, as she had done before, bought a gift and took it to You Rong's classroom. This time, she wasn't so lucky; the classroom was empty.
You Rong wasn't there.
Lin Qinghe couldn't help but frown.
Did You Rong leave early today? Or didn't he come to class at all?
Or perhaps he went to participate in the Math Olympiad?
Lin Qinghe took out her phone to check the schedule for the Math Olympiad. It was still a couple of days away.
So where was he now?
Lin Qinghe waited outside the classroom for quite a while. Finally, she encountered a classmate of You Rong and quickly stopped her, asking, "Excuse me, classmate, I'd like to ask if You Rong came to class today?"
The female classmate glanced at Lin Qinghe with a face full of disdain and said, "He didn't come. Who knows, maybe he didn't come because he dislikes some dirty thing clinging to him and not letting go!"
Lin Qinghe: "..."
This couldn't be called beating around the bush; it was outright scolding, and anyone with a bit of sense could understand it.
Since You Rong wasn't in class, Lin Qinghe didn't argue with the female classmate. She turned and walked back, her delicate face lost in thought.
If You Rong didn't come to school for the next few days, how would she give him the pen?
Or should she wait until he won first place in the Math Olympiad and then give it to him as a congratulatory gift?
Lin Qinghe thought this was feasible. The pen she bought with her hard-earned money from her part-time job had to be used to its full potential!
However, Lin Qinghe was quite lucky. The next day, expecting that You Rong wouldn't come to class, she went to his classroom again. This time, You Rong was there.
Lin Qinghe's face lit up with joy. After the person talking to You Rong walked away, she quickly walked over and smiled, "You Rong, you came to class today. You weren't here yesterday, and I was quite worried about you, thinking you were sick. But seeing you now, it seems you're not sick, so I'm relieved."
You Rong didn't even lift his eyelids. He turned a page of the book in his hands, completely ignoring Lin Qinghe in front of him.
The smile on Lin Qinghe's face froze for a moment, feeling awkward. But she quickly adjusted and continued, "I got drunk the night before last. Thank you for taking me back. I wanted to apologize to you in person when I woke up the next day, but you happened to be out."
You Rong's brows furrowed slightly. He finally looked up at Lin Qinghe, and the words that came out were filled with impatience, "Are you done? Hurry up and leave! You're disturbing my reading!"
"..."
Lin Qinghe gritted her teeth and endured, maintaining a slightly stiff smile on her face. "Oh, right. I heard you're participating in the Math Olympiad in a couple of days. I specially went to buy a pen for you to wish you success in the competition and another first place!"
Lin Qinghe took out the exquisitely packaged pen like a treasure and placed it on You Rong's desk, looking at him with anticipation.
You Rong's eyes drooped slightly. He stared at the pen for a few seconds, suddenly remembering Lin Qinghe working part-time at the KTV. He let out a mocking laugh, picked up the pen, and threw it accurately into the trash can.
Lin Qinghe was furious. "You Rong, you..."
You Rong responded coldly, "I don't need it."
Lin Qinghe was truly angered. She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
She gritted her teeth, suppressing the urge to step forward and slap You Rong.
Calm down! Must stay calm!
Being forceful with him didn't work; this scoundrel only responded to her playing the victim!
Lin Qinghe quickly adjusted her demeanor. Her eyes gradually turned red as she looked at You Rong, biting her lip, appearing as if she was about to cry.
She slowly walked over, retrieved the pen from the trash can, and said with a choked voice, "This is the pen I bought for you after working three days at the KTV. If you don't need it, you don't have to throw it in the trash. You... you're too much..."
You Rong's heart trembled.
A trace of disbelief appeared on his handsome face.
She worked part-time at KTV to give him this pen, not to hook up with other rich second-generation heirs?
Seeing the white mist gather in Lin Qinghe's eyes, forming tears that were about to fall, You Rong's heart ached fiercely.
The inexplicable irritability of the past few days resurfaced.
You Rong's thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.
Lin Qinghe raised her hand and wiped her moist eyes, looking utterly wronged. As if in a fit of pique, she threw the pen back into the trash can.
"If you don't need it, then you don't. It's true, things I give you, you would naturally look down upon..."
With that, Lin Qinghe sniffled and turned, running out of You Rong's classroom.
Watching Lin Qinghe run away crying, You Rong subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but after standing up, he suddenly froze.
No one knew what You Rong was thinking. The expression on his face shifted back and forth, finally becoming dark and gloomy.
Lin Qinghe ran a certain distance and saw that You Rong hadn't followed. She stomped her foot in anger.
A thought flickered through her mind, and she quietly walked back, hiding behind the back door of the classroom and peeking inside.
She wanted to see if, after she had played the victim so much, You Rong still wouldn't be moved.
When she saw the scene in the classroom, Lin Qinghe's eyes immediately lit up.
You Rong was squatting in front of the trash can, carefully taking out the pen, along with its box. Despite his洁癖 (germophobia), he didn't even blink, wiping the slightly dusty pen on his clothes.
Lin Qinghe saw You Rong's profile as he stared at the pen with a complex expression.
System prompt: "Progress increased by one percent, total progress is seven percent."
Lin Qinghe's eyes brightened.
The increase in the progress bar meant that her act of playing the victim earlier had been effective on You Rong! Although it was only a one percent increase, it showed that she had found the right direction to conquer You Rong!
Lin Qinghe didn't dare to watch for too long, fearing You Rong would discover her, so she quickly and silently left.
What Lin Qinghe didn't know was that after she left, You Rong stared at the pen in his hand for a long time before throwing it back into the trash can.
However, less than two seconds after You Rong returned to his seat, he went to pick out the pen from the trash can again.
After repeatedly throwing it away and picking it back up several times, You Rong's expression became extremely unpleasant. Finally, he stuffed the pen under his desk, deciding to ignore it.
For the next two days, You Rong did not go to A University. Firstly, he felt uncomfortable being at school, and he didn't know if it was because of Lin Qinghe. Every time he recalled her wronged, teary look, he couldn't control his irritable mood. Secondly, he needed to focus on preparing for the Math Olympiad.
During the two days You Rong was absent from A University, Lin Qinghe was somewhat relieved and had a more relaxed time. Every day, she "coincidentally" avoided various troubles that came her way. After all, You Rong wasn't at school, and she couldn't play the victim for him to see, so there was no need to continue to feel wronged.