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Even though we passed the final exam, this final exam only represents the culture class, which is also the grade of normal mathematics and physics. Our school mainly studies business and economic management, so after the final exam, it is only half of the semester, and in the second half of the semester, we mainly study business and economics.

Even though they usually don't like me, isn't it a little too much to point fingers and talk about me today?

"I heard you talking about Mu Huainan."

I was very calm, and looked at her with indifferent eyes. I knew that in this year, she had held back a lot of her anger towards me, but because of Mu Huainan's huge backer, she could only be angry and not move.

But I wasn't as bored as she thought.

"If you don't want to talk about it, say so."

I turned and walked away. I had only taken half a step when I heard her eerily talking to her tablemate behind her. Her voice was not loud enough for me to hear.

"I read a novel yesterday. It's about high school students being taken care of by the president. What do you think the ending would be?"

Fang Wu never lacked a follower who agreed with her.

"Hurry up, hurry up. What's the final outcome of a high school student who's been raised?"

She purposely said the words "a high school student who has been taken care of." It hurt my eardrums, so I couldn't help but clench my fists.

The sounds of ridicule and laughter. For a moment, my ears were filled with the sharp tones of female high school students.

I forced myself not to explode, but I didn't want things to get out of hand. I swallowed my anger and didn't want to argue with her, so I sped up my pace and returned to my seat.

When I saw the photos on my desk, I realized that their taunts were just a tiny beginning.

It was a picture of me and Mu Huainan at Disney. As the sun was setting, he was kissing me under a big tree, and having some intimate banter with me. He was holding me by the arm as he ate, carrying the drunk me into the hotel. There were a total of ten photos.

I heard their mocking voices still going on, but they were getting farther and farther away, and they were getting emptier and emptier. My head hurt and I felt dizzy, and I tried to lift my legs to sit in the seat, but I couldn't help but stagger forward.

Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed my arm, forcing me to stand firmly in my seat.

"I threw it away for you."

Ai Meng frowned, she rarely revealed such a stubborn temper, she just stacked those photos together and threw them into the trash can at the back of the classroom.

"Ignore them." She patted my shoulder. "I believe you."

I just looked at her and didn't say a word until the head teacher walked into the classroom.

Ai Meng said that she believed in me, but everything that happened was real, the intimate relationship was real, the light kiss was real, and everything in the photo was real. How can I answer Ai Meng? It was even more impossible for her to personally destroy the image of herself that was a little bit nice and kind in Ai Meng's heart.

Old Wang's hair seemed to be a little bald again. He stood at the podium and supported his golden framed glasses. He raised his head and saw me, who was nearing the back row.

"Cough, cough, cough." His voice was soft and he did not look away even when he spoke. "There are some students in my class. The teacher can understand the changes in your family, but you have to keep to your bottom line. You can't betray yourself just for the sake of a little benefit!"

Although the teacher in charge of the class didn't say 'nominate', everyone who heard it clearly knew who he was. My entire body was burning, but in the end, I didn't lower my head.

Old Wang looked at me and I returned the same gaze to him until he pursed his lips in embarrassment. After pausing for a moment, he looked away and continued, "Teacher's words aren't directed at a single student, but at everyone. I hope everyone will remember this principle!"

Faced with everyone's cold gazes, teacher's sarcasm and mockery, I sat here and thought of all this. After seeing all of this, I unconsciously felt relieved.

Now that things have come to this, I can't think of anything worse.

He wanted to take revenge on the fact that I had left without saying goodbye. Now, everyone said that I was being provided for, that I was living a wealthy life, but that I was in debt, that I had lost my father's company, that I had mortgaged my home for many years, and that I had been left to fend for others.

When bad things come one or two times, I may suffer, I may suffer, I may be depressed, but now, when these things happen, I gradually understand that these are things that I cannot change, nor can I struggle with, and the only thing I can do is to bear and wait, and if I am lucky, wait for that moment, and take my revenge.

If his luck was bad, he would just come back in his next life.

I didn't even remember the contents of the first period. All I could hear was the sound of the bell ringing, the ruckus in the classroom, and the bread that Ai Meng had passed over.

"Cream of coconut, delicious."

I shook my head, too tired to lift it.

"Lu Weian! Someone is looking for you at the door. "

It was unknown who shouted at the back of the classroom, but when I heard the voice, I looked towards the door. That pair of pure white Nike shoes, with their school pants rolled up and their school uniform coat hanging loose, Peng Haobai just leaned against the wall, as casual as ever.

I don't really want to see him now, he should have seen the picture of Mu Huainan and I. Thinking back to how the two of them were facing each other at the family meeting, I felt even more ashamed.

"Lu Weian! Peng Haobai is looking for you! "

The student in charge of the notice, perhaps thinking I hadn't heard him, called out again impatiently, and as more and more people around me began to look at me, whether in envy or contempt, I couldn't tell, but stabbed me like a knife, and I got up and went out.

"Xiao Wei!" As usual, Peng Haobai ruffled my hair the moment he saw me.

This time, I wasn't in the mood to mess with him. Seeing him raise his hand towards me, I tilted my head to avoid his gaze.

"What's the matter?"

"I want to invite you to dinner tonight. I have something to discuss with you."

I never had the courage to raise my head. My eyes were either looking out the window or circling around my feet, Peng Haobai's voice floated from above my head to my ear. I saw that his feet had taken half a step towards me.

I took a quick step back.

"I have something to do tonight."

"What about tomorrow?"

"I have something to do as well."

"Then the day after tomorrow …"

Peng Haobai asked endlessly. I don't believe that he was so smart that he didn't understand me. Towards a guy like him who only knew how to pretend to be confused, I didn't have any patience.

I looked up at him, frowning, bored.

"Are you annoying? I said that I'm busy so I'm not free."

Peng Haobai was startled, his smile froze on his face, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

I didn't dare to continue reading. I lowered my head and hurriedly said, "I'm going back to my book."

I turned to leave, but my arm was grabbed.

"Lu Weian."

Recalling that this should be the first time Peng Haobai had called me by my full name, his voice carried a bit of heaviness and a bit of frivolousness.

I stood still, but I didn't look back.

"I know why you avoided me."

I withdrew my hand and turned to look at him with my head held high. "Then you can leave me alone."

"I believe you."

He couldn't wait to say it, and I knew he was serious, but for now, the more serious he was, the more I felt ashamed.

"Nervous." I cursed him.

From the corner of my eyes, I could also see my fellow classmates sticking their heads out of the windows of the classroom. With so many pairs of eyes staring at me, I felt that it was really too embarrassing.

"Alright, I'll wait for you at the back of the canteen tonight."

I said this in a low voice and turned away, and before I stepped into the classroom I heard him call me again.

"Xiao Wei! "Listen carefully."

… ….

The noise in the surroundings became louder and louder. Peng Haobai, this huge disaster, really doesn't care if there's too much of a commotion. He isn't afraid of being squeezed into the public opinion center at all, but I just want to keep a low profile. I might as well explain everything to him tonight, and it would be best if I never have to contact him again.

No one wants to be close to me, no one wants to be close to me, no one wants to be nice to me. That's for the best.