Someone said confusedly, "Hasn't Zhang Dong always taken care of Lin Wenxi?"
"What was going on?" Gu Yu asked Shu Xiaoman, the nearest bystander of the conflict, but she cried so hard that she could not utter a single word.
Chen Wanxin contemplatively looked at Shu Xiaoman and felt very surprised.
"Come on, they're grown-up men. Let them handle their own business. Let's continue to play," Wang Zhengjuan said and immediately came up with a game, which was similar to music chairs. Instead of snatching chairs, they passed around a sheet of paper with their mouths and the one who failed to pass the paper to the next person when the music stopped would be eliminated. The boys and girls felt excited upon hearing this idea. They asked the waiters to come in and clean the table for them. After that, they gleefully began to play.
Shu Xiaoman did not seem to be interested in this game at all. She stood up and wanted to go out. Zhang An'a
When Lin Wenxi woke up again, he saw Zhao Yuan bent over his desk, snoring. It was winter now, but Zhao Yuan still wore only a thin sweater and a coat. Upon seeing that, Lin Wenxi could not help but think worriedly, "It was really cold and windy last night. He drank so much beer and went out to find me in the chilly weather. It's not good for his health no matter how strong he is." His nose twitched and he began to weep. He thought to himself, "Zhao Yuan, I know that you're optimistic and humorous and can make fun of anything, but what do you really think about me? Do you take me seriously? Or do you just treat me well because of a bet? I don't blame you. I can't blame you. My body was dirty. I can't ask you to adore me and cherish me." He got out of his bed and saw a cup of cold ginger tea on his desk. Beside the ginger tea, there were a few buns and tarts and a bottle of soy milk. He found a note beneath the bottle. It was left by Gu Xi.
Gu Xi continued to talk despite being aware of Lin Wenxi's cold attitude toward him. He told Lin Wenxi that there was a newly-opened piano store nearby. As they shared this common interest, they went to the piano store together. It was called Ziyun Piano Store. When Lin Wenxi saw this name, he found it somewhat familiar. The sales girl in the store greeted them cordially and invited Gu Xi to play a tune. Gu Xi shook Lin Wenxi's arm. To his surprise, Lin Wenxi was intrigued and quicky sat on the bench to play a peice of classical music. When enjoying the music, the sales girl noticed that Lin Wenxi's sleeves were too long and it hindered him from playing the piano smoothly. Before the boy realized it, the girl went over to roll the sleeve up for him, revealing some new bruises on his arm. Lin Wenxi was bruised from belt beating. He quickly rolled down his sleeves to cover his bruises and left. Gu Xi grabbed his hand and burst into tears. "Why
There was a small bar called Jifu Bar near Jifu University. It preferred to use some old songs from the 1980s as the background music. Sometimes, it would also play some American country music, blues and jazz. Zhao Yuan and Zhang Dong kept drinking until Zhang Dong got tipsy and bent over the table. Zhao Yuan asked in a deep voice. "Is there anything between you and Wenxi?" Zhang Dong was tipsy, but his mind was still clear. He told Zhao Yuan about his past and what he had done to Lin Wenxi. About nine years ago, Zhang Dong's parents had managed to transfer him from a middle school in Inner Mongolia to another one in Central China, since they believed that their son could receive a better education in the new school. Beyond their expectations, Zhang Dong had much difficulty with his lessons in the new school and gradually gave up his studies. He skipped classes, made friends with street hooligans and often got into fights with the bad boys.
Lin Wenxi seemed to have returned to normal, but Zhao Yuan could not be sure whether Lin Wenxi was alright. Lin Wenxi was willing to talk to his roommates now, but every time he spoke, his sentence would contain only 3 to 8 words. He actively answered questions in the classes and he usually answered them exceptionally well. Everybody thought that Lin Wenxi was alright now. He was able to cope with Zhang An'an and Shu Xiaoman's teasing naturally. He somehow restored his relationship with Zheng Kai. They would pat each other's shoulder to great each other every time they met. He even helped Wang Xiang answering a roll call. All the boys in the dorm, except Zhao Yuan, thought that he was alright now. Lin Wenxi always smiled and treated everyone friendly. He treated Zhao Yuan friendly too, but just as an ordinary friend. He did not go to the bathhouse together with Zhao Yuan anymore. Neither did he go to the canteen together with him. Every time
"Miss Chen, why not upload this photo to the forum of your university? It'll definitely cause a sensation," Luo Yang said while pointing at a photo. Chen Yuxin had gazed upon this photo for a long time. She shook her head and replied, "Compared to that, it's better to make the rumor about him having AIDS spread faster and wider." Luo Yang felt confused and looked at the photo again. "Under the dim light, Zhao Yuan walked out of the bathhouse while only wearing shorts, and behind him stood Lin Wenxi who was topless too. What else could they do? This photo proves everything. We can use it to destroy Lin Wenxi. Why does Miss Chen refuse to use this evidence against him? This girl is so unpredictable." Lin Wenxi was content with his life now. His life was peaceful. No one would come to disturb him. Only Gu Xi would come to talk with him sometimes. Despite that, he still wanted to move out of his dorm. He planned to ask his mother t
The poem writing contest was considered to be the most challenging competition for liberal arts students, as most of them were not as talented as Cao Zhi. (Cao Zhi was an accomplished poet who lived in the late Han Dynasty in ancient China and was able to make a verse while taking seven steps.) A contestant had to write a poem in classical Chinese within 5 minutes on an assigned topic and then gave it to a hostess, who would read it out for the judges. The topic for the first round of the contest was the wind. Lin Wenxi was the last one to turn in his poem. The hostess read out all the poems one by one. Here was Lin Wenxi's poem: Flowers and bamboo trees danced beside the pavilion. Clouds and wild geese flew away from the land. Full-sail boats embarked on a long voyage. I walked away leaving the changing ocean tides behind. The judges spent 15 minutes reviewing all the poe
The results came out, and Chen Wanxin's team got only the third prize. Chen Wanxin, who was determined to win the first prize, felt annoyed upon knowing this, as she had worked hard and carefully rehearsed this dance again and again during the past month. She walked down the stage and slapped Shu Xiaoman across the face. Shu Xiaoman had felt guilty before, but after being slapped by Chen Wanxin, she felt irritated. After a moment of thought, she lifted up her hand and slapped Chen Wanxin across the face too. Chen Wanxin was stunned and stood in a daze. Upon seeing that, Shu Xiaoman pointed a finger at Zhao Yuan and shouted, "You really need to discipline your girl!" She stomped her feet and ran back to her dorm. Zhao Yuan touched his nose and felt somewhat awkward, as everyone knew that he had broken up with Chen Wanxin. Shu Xiaoman was pretty smart. By mentioning this thing again, she successfully shifted everyone's attention to Chen Wanxin
Compared to the other universities, Jifu University was unconventional in many ways, except for exam requirements. According to its university calendar, its students had to take many exams during the period between the New Year's Day and the last day of this semester. Lecturers at the university never highlighted or underlined any part of the books and never told the students which parts should they review for the exams. They just informed the students of the examination arrangements and then warned them that they often saw students get 59 in the exams. They said, "As students of this university, you should understand the cruelty of competition in advance." Upon hearing that, Wang Xiang pretended to give dying kicks and said, "My dear lecturer, just show some compassion!" After the lectures, the guys went back to their dorm. Zhao Yuan scanned the pervious examination papers for some time and then he threw them to the ground grumpily while sw