Chapter 75

Chapter 75

Su Ci pulled Lu Zhe away.

She had never tried eating in the cafeteria before, and it was crowded all around. Lu Zhe led her to the third floor.

The third floor of the cafeteria was a restaurant with private rooms. Sometimes, teachers and leaders would choose to dine here. The view from the private rooms was excellent, but of course, the cost was higher. The first and second floors of the cafeteria were already sufficient to meet the students' needs.

Lu Zhe ordered a few dishes that Su Ci liked.

"Drink some water," he placed a glass of lemon water beside her hand.

Su Ci took a few sips, then turned her head to examine Lu Zhe with her dark eyes. Today, he was wearing a black T-shirt, and his features were clear and handsome. Even though he had tanned a bit, he was still very attractive. No wonder that girl had tried to use little tricks to get close to him.

Su Ci let out a soft hum, raising her chin as she began to settle accounts, "If I hadn't shown up, were you planning to keep chatting with that girl, making me wait?"

Lu Zhe felt that if Su Ci still had her rabbit ears at this moment, they would definitely be standing tall, showing off her pride.

Lu Zhe chuckled softly, "No."

Su Ci's eyes curved at the corners, and the small teardrop mole below her eye was captivating. She began counting on her beautiful fingers, "That girl isn't as pretty as me, her voice isn't as nice as mine, her personality isn't as good as mine, and her character isn't as kind as mine..."

Su Ci couldn't help but sigh, "I have so many good qualities."

She looked at Lu Zhe, "You better not be blind and give up on someone as excellent as me to like someone who is inferior in every way."

Otherwise, she would be utterly disgusted.

Lu Zhe reached out to pinch her long, silky hair and the small, delicate ear bead beneath it. "What are you talking about?"

The softness of her ear made Su Ci hum in dissatisfaction, and at that moment, her phone rang.

Su Ci glanced at it and saw that it was information sent by her older brother.

Earlier that morning, she had asked her brother to investigate the matter on the forum about Lu Zhe, finding out who was deliberately stirring up trouble and leading the charge to discriminate against Lu Zhe.

Investigating such a small matter didn't take much time. Su ZhiYuan not only sent the information to Su Ci but also added a message: Prioritize your studies, and treat dating as secondary.

Su Ci automatically ignored her brother's latter message. In her eyes, Lu Zhe was more important than anything else.

She opened the investigation results and saw that the person who posted those threads about Lu Zhe was a girl named Yang Shujing. The information included her photo and a detailed investigation of her family.

Su Ci looked at the familiar face in the photo and narrowed her eyes.

"Take a look," Su Ci directly placed her phone in front of Lu Zhe.

Lu Zhe glanced at the girl, then took the phone.

"What does she want?" Su Ci wondered, "She deliberately smeared you on the forum, leading the charge to mock you, yet in reality, she puts on a caring act, trying to get close to you."

What exactly was this girl's intention?

Su Ci leaned closer to Lu Zhe, "But no matter what her plan is, I'm angry that she maliciously attacked you on the forum."

Lu Zhe stroked Su Ci's head. He didn't care about others' words and gazes; he only cared about her feelings. "I'll delete those posts."

"Don't delete them yet," Su Ci raised an eyebrow, her dark eyes flashing with a strange light, "Can you make her reveal her identity when she posts on the forum?"

Lu Zhe nodded, "Yes."

Su Ci said, "Then make her reveal it."

The other party was clearly a rat in the gutter, hiding her malicious intent, pretending to be a kind and gentle flower, which was really annoying.

Since she had led the charge to incite online bullying against Lu Zhe, let her experience the taste of being bullied online.

Lu Zhe cooperated, "Alright."

After eating, Su Ci and Lu Zhe planned to take a walk around the school. She hadn't had the chance to properly explore the campus.

At noon, the sun was fierce.

Many people had already returned to their dormitories to rest after lunch, so there weren't many people on the road.

Su Ci slipped her hand into Lu Zhe's palm, letting him hold her hand.

Lu Zhe's body temperature was on the lower side, and in this hot weather, she felt comfortable leaning against him.

Su Ci happily curved her eyes, about to say something to Lu Zhe, when she saw Yang Shujing not far away.

She frowned, feeling quite displeased.

Yang Shujing was walking beside a boy, who was half-dragging, half-pulling her away.

Shen Shi stepped forward, his single hand gripping both sides of her face, his tone cold, "Are you playing with me?"

Yang Shujing quickly shook her head, her face painfully pinched by the other person. Feeling wronged, she started to cry, "I really wanted to help you."

Shen Shi's fair, refined face was cold. "Chasing me down, then dumping me—is that your way of helping?"

Yang Shujing was stunned. She retorted, "That's not it..."

"The one you like now, Lu Zhe, has ALS, right?" Shen Shi tightened his grip, leaving red marks on her face as he watched her shocked expression. "Are you planning to pursue him the same way you pursued me?"

Yang Shujing looked at him in astonishment. How did Shen Shi know?

"One with autism, one with a limp, one with heart disease, and now another with ALS," Shen Shi sneered at Yang Shujing. "Are you collecting patients? Or do you think you're some kind of saint? Saving the sick? Offering us redemption?"

Yang Shujing felt both ashamed and humiliated. Tears in her eyes, she retorted, "Don't humiliate me like this."

Down the stairs, Su Ci and Lu Zhe had not left yet. Instead, they were eavesdropping from the stairwell, with Lu Zhe extending his phone out to capture the scene.

Through the phone screen, they could see the boy and Yang Shujing arguing.

When they heard the boy accuse Yang Shujing of liking Lu Zhe, Su Ci huffed unhappily at Lu Zhe. But as the boy went on to list all the people Yang Shujing had liked before, Su Ci was shocked.

So, Yang Shujing only liked Lu Zhe because he had ALS?

As the boy put it, did Yang Shujing think she was some kind of savior?

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Su Ci was utterly speechless.

She could probably guess the reason the boy was killed.

Su Ci's legs were getting numb from crouching, and Lu Zhe's phone was extended from the bottom corner of the wall. They could only watch by crouching.

Listening to the argument, especially Yang Shujing's feeble explanations, Su Ci wanted to roll her eyes.

Bored, she propped her chin on her hand and glanced at Lu Zhe, gradually losing herself in thought.

The boy's side profile was sharp and defined, his face no longer rigid with illness as it once was.

His brows and eyes were refined and otherworldly, exuding an indescribable charm.

He was simply perfect in every way, hitting all the right notes for her.

As Su Ci looked at Lu Zhe, she suddenly felt that crouching by the wall wasn't so boring after all.

The girl's gaze was bright and intense, burning with intensity as she looked at him. How could Lu Zhe not feel it?

He turned his head to look at her, and the girl's eyes lit up even more, sparkling with tiny, beautiful fragments.

In her gaze was the mischievous intent he was familiar with.

Sure enough, the girl leaned in and whispered, "Don't look at me. Turn your head back."

Lu Zhe glanced at her but didn't respond, turning his head away.

The next moment, warm breath landed on his ear.

Lu Zhe smelled the familiar, faint scent of Su Ci.

Then, a moist sensation touched his earlobe, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the phone stood out.

An overwhelming sense of pleasure rose, and the boy nearly gritted his teeth.

His voice was very low. "Su Ci!"

On the phone screen, Yang Shujing was pushed by the boy to the edge of the rooftop railing, as if about to be pushed off.

Yang Shujing screamed in terror.

Lu Zhe's dark eyes were deeply intense, and the sensation of the girl's light lick on his earlobe sent a wave of numbness through him, almost causing him to lose control.

He glanced at the scene on the phone and asked the girl in a low, hoarse voice, "Should we save her?"

Su Ci was surprised to see that Lu Zhe's ears were completely red, and the little mole on his earlobe looked especially adorable. She had heard Yang Shujing's scream, but she didn't want to intervene.

"No," Su Ci said. Yang Shujing wouldn't die until two days later.

For now, it was just a taste of her own medicine. Who asked her to have such bad intentions?

She deserved it!