Chapter 32: The Most Hated Lu Li

Lu Li has the habit of checking WeChat messages when he gets up in the morning. In this life, he has very few WeChat friends, only Sister Yameng, Chu Jingyi and Secretary Long, so the abnormality of the chat history can be seen at a glance. And the only one who knows his lock screen password is Sister Yameng. It happened that he was drunk again yesterday, and it was Sister Yameng who helped him back to the hotel. Lu Li is not stupid after all, and he guessed what was going on after a little thought.

Sister Yameng has always been against his premature love. She must have been suspicious after receiving the message from Dai Tou E last night. The two of them probably had friction on WeChat, otherwise Zou Yameng would not have deleted the chat history.

As for the evidence?

The fact that Dai Tou E did not reply to the message all day is the best evidence.

After returning from shopping with Sister Yameng, it was already five o’clock in the afternoon. It stands to reason that Chuanhai No. 1 Middle School should have been dismissed, and Chu Jingyi should have seen the message. But the usually responsive Dai Tou E was out of character and ignored several messages from Lu Li. Clicking Dai Tou E’s Moments, I saw that she posted a status before going to school this morning.

“You are bored!”

This girl would not curse others publicly in Moments, so this sentence would only be self-deprecating. What happened? How could Chu Jingyi feel that she was “bored”?

There are generally two types of women who get angry. One is the type that is noisy and impetuous. This kind of anger is like a thunderstorm, which comes quickly and goes quickly. The second type is the “silent” type. After getting angry, she does not say anything, respond or shout. This is the real anger. Chu Jingyi is usually the first type. She has a stern face every day in school and will chatter about students not following the class rules.

Lu Li’s fingers stroked the phone case, trying to figure out the girl’s mind. People often think that the simpler a person is, the easier it is to guess their thoughts. In fact, this is not the case. Simple people’s motives are often pure and rarely related to external factors, so it is easy to guess their thoughts but difficult to guess accurately.

He put away his phone and walked out of the hotel, just in time to meet Sister Yameng.

“Li Zi, where are you going for dinner?”

“I’m going to buy some gifts.”

“?”

Monday. It has been a whole week since Lu Li left without saying goodbye. The second-year liberal arts class (one) is running as usual. Chu Jingyi manages the class in an orderly manner. She likes to keep herself busy so that she can feel the satisfaction of giving. Some people are busy for life, while others live for being busy. The monitor took down the attendance sheet at the door of the class and checked it carefully. Sure enough, only Lu Li’s column was not checked.

Chu Jingyi crossed out Lu Li’s column and happened to hear a familiar voice behind her: “Monitor, don’t cross it out, I’m not late!” It was Lu Li.

It has been more than three days since Chu Jingyi and Zou Yameng talked. If you count the days, Lu Li should be back, which means he has not violated the agreement. But Chu Jingyi’s little face was expressionless. She glanced at Lu Li indifferently, and her lips barely moved when she spoke:

“It’s already eight o’clock, record it as an absence.”

“Class monitor, are you angry?”

“No.”

“Then I sent you messages these days, and you didn’t reply.”

Chu Jingyi couldn’t help but put her hands behind her back, intertwining her index fingers: “I’ve been busy these days, and I didn’t check my phone when I got home.”

“Really?” Lu Li showed a relieved expression, “I thought you were angry, haha.”

Chu Jingyi saw that he could still laugh, and her eyes were slightly resentful: “Why should I be angry?” He skipped classes and was affectionate with his girlfriend. She, Chu Jingyi, was just a classmate and a class monitor. What right did she have to be angry? The more she thought about it, the more resentful she looked.

With a soft hum, Chu Jingyi’s tall figure turned around, ignoring Lu Li, and walked towards the teacher’s office with the attendance sheet.

Lu Li didn’t know what was wrong with him, but he followed him, muttering non-stop.