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Chapter Ninety-Three

  Chapter 93

  I'm tapping on the desk, dryly waiting for a reply. If I don't get an answer before the exam, I'll be curious to death.

  Half a while later, the mobile phone vibrated. When I picked it up and took a look, it was Youxuan's text message, but unlike before, there were only a few lines of words.

  "Su Qianxue, female, seventeen years old, second year class A, Miss Su."

  It's not that Yu Xuan hadn't investigated people before, but this time was completely different. Her phone still had the results of her previous investigations stored in it, page after page of dense text that would take hundreds of pages to flip through, basically covering all the trivial matters of every friend from kindergarten to now, but this time...

  Forget it, Su was never an easy person to deal with, maybe You Xuan has done his best.

  I smiled slightly, put away my phone, took out the pen I needed, and waited for the exam to start.

  When the bell rang at the end of the first day's exam, I collapsed onto the desk, although I had some confidence that I wouldn't barely pass like before, but it still took a lot of effort. Without even looking, I swept everything on the table into my bag and walked out the door with a mixture of relief and exhaustion.

  "Xiao Fei." You Xuan's voice wasn't as excited as usual, although it was accompanied by a smile, but I saw a hint of pain in her eyes. I had a feeling that the matter was related to that doll named Su Qianxue.

  "Is the exam going smoothly?" Although she was always No. 1 in Class B during formal exams, her usual test results were just so-so, just like mine.

  Yu Xuan smiled lightly and replied, "What could possibly be wrong?"

  Indeed it is, abnormal.

  If it were the usual Mu Yuanchen, he would definitely be patting his chest with an extremely self-loving tone and repeating this sentence.

  I laughed somewhat vaguely: "Forced smile, doesn't suit you."

  She was taken aback, biting her lip tightly, and remained silent for a while. As if she had finally made up her mind, she asked: "Qianxue, did you provoke Xiaofei?"

  As expected, they knew each other.

  I continue to smile leisurely, although it's really heartless to be smiling so sarcastically at a difficult time like this. But I don't know if I can still manage a smile after what happened. Yuxuan's expression clearly tells me that it wasn't a beautiful past. I don't want to accompany her in sorrow because she'll become even more grief-stricken, so for now, I'd rather be despised...

  You Xuan, where is your usual rationality at this time? Otherwise, how could she not see the desolation in my eyes?

  "It was just a trap set by someone and I happened to deliver a note." I tried to sound nonchalant.

  "So why are you investigating?" You Xuan asked with a glare.

  I still maintained that one relaxed and leisurely disgusting expression: "You know, I've always been worried about something going wrong, so to be on the safe side, I asked you to investigate."

  She let out a quiet sigh of relief, but in my heart it felt like there were several thousand tons of rocks hanging.

  After that, Youshen and I parted ways at the school gate. I didn't let anyone else investigate Su Qianshuang's affairs. At least, I wanted to maintain respect for Youshen. Who would have thought that Youshen, who had always comforted me, would also make me feel so suffocated today?

  The way home was a bit unsettling, and the road I walked on led to that small house where only I lived. The sky was still dark and fast, and the fear that spread out in front of the door was still palpable. For some reason, I suddenly thought of a young boy who had appeared on this road with a smile. My head felt like it was going to explode, except for when I got carsick or seasick or airsick and my head would split.

  That was something I had been unwilling to face all along, a harbinger of being forcibly torn apart.

  Suddenly, the rotation of heaven and earth stopped, I felt myself being wrapped in a refreshing and warm embrace, that was a voice I would never forget for this life: "Xiao Fei."

  I lifted my head in a daze, saw the man's black long hair, and chuckled, muttering: "Chen Yi, have I forgotten you for four months and seven days?" My mind echoed with him now, him then, the current scene, past dreams...

  Today's me is indeed too weird. I've always known that You Xuan also has secrets, but why do I want to explore them today? Why can't my emotions be controlled because of the sadness between You Xuan's eyebrows and this gloomy weather? Clearly, the former Cheng Xiaofei could laugh openly and forget everything.

  I said to Ye Chenyi who suddenly fell silent again: "Chenyi, I've really become very curious lately."

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