Chapter 50: Walking Alone

  "Am I right?" Cen Yanqiu didn't take the painting handed over by Leng Yiyang, but looked at him disbelievingly and said, "Leng Zhi, is your brain out of cold jokes, so you have to pick such a joke to say?"

  "Maybe..." Rong Yiyang said, putting the painting under his desk, "You don't have to take it now, wait until I finish all three paintings and then give them to you together."

  Cen Yan Qiu was just about to say something, but at this moment, the school bell rang extremely inopportunely.

  Leng Yi Yang no longer paid attention to Cen Yan Qiu, and instead picked up his textbook, flipping through it casually.

  Cen Yanqiu was stunned for three seconds, and he didn't even know what he was thinking about in those short three minutes. Anyway, from his point of view, going to the United States for chemotherapy should be a very serious illness, but Leng Yiyang looked very healthy, so what kind of disease did he have that would require him to go to the United States for chemotherapy?

  "Qiu Yan, class is starting, go back to your seat!" It was the voice of Jin Mingmei, who had always been punctual and would probably arrive at the classroom door as soon as the bell rang.

  Xun Yanqiu looked up and glanced at Jin Mingmei on the podium, finding that she was wearing a heavy red sweater today, paired with a black autumn skirt. Such warm colors made it easy to get angry. Xun Yanqiu didn't want to provoke this Jin Mingmei, otherwise, she would make him stand for a whole class or recite texts and other old-fashioned and annoying punishments, seemingly having no other tricks up her sleeve.

  Cen Yanqiu no longer stayed, took a look at Leng Yiyang, and didn't say anything else. He lowered his eyes and left.

  For several classes, Cen Yanqiu didn't have the heart to listen to the lesson. He kept staring at the seat below the podium, and his eyes were fixed on Leng Yiyang's back, lost in thought. He didn't notice anything unusual. Leng Yiyang was still as usual, listening to the class when he should be, going to the bathroom during breaks, not chatting with classmates, always so quiet and reserved.

  "Hey, ball, you've been staring at the leftovers for an entire afternoon! Watch your drool!" Yang Chengyu, who was standing next to Qin Yanqiu, couldn't help but mock him. He often paid attention to his sworn brother's every move, and today Qin Yanqiu had been absent-minded all along, which he had noticed.

  Cen Yanqiu didn't refute this time either, and he didn't bother to argue with Yang Chengyu. He just turned his head, looked at Yang Chengyu, and asked: "Young Master Yu, have you felt that Leng Sha has been a bit strange lately?"

  "Strange?" Yang Chengyu's face was filled with doubt, then he smiled faintly, "Which day is he not strange? Every day holding a painting board in the classroom to paint, I ask you, who would do such a weird thing? Others go to the art room to paint, but he's always painting in class, and I haven't seen him draw any pictures for the animation club."

  "I'm not saying that... I mean, have you felt like he's been acting strange lately when speaking or dealing with people?" Shen Yanqiu was half-believing and half-doubting what Leng Yiyang had just said, but it seemed like Leng Yiyang didn't particularly care if he believed him or not.

  "Hmph..." Yang Chengyu suddenly burst out laughing. Cold and arrogant, that's the impression everyone in class had of him - just one word: cold! But towards his fellow anime club members, Leng Yiyang was surprisingly enthusiastic, all discovered from small details in life.

  For example, last time Ji Ningning's school uniform was caught on a nail and had a hole in it. Han Yiyang took out a red string and tied a beautiful bow at the hole, so that you couldn't see the hole anymore, but instead there was an inexplicable beauty. Another time, Zheng Kexin's "good friend" came over, clutching her stomach in pain and unable to move. Han Yiyang, although a boy, was still considerate and ran to the supermarket to buy her some painkillers. And then there was another time when Ge Jinghang fell while playing basketball and scraped his knee. Han Yiyang rushed off to buy him some Yunnan Baiyao amidst everyone's sighs of sympathy.

  Everyone is actually concerned about each other, but they always can't express it in a twisted way, after all, this is a sensitive age.

  "It's strange to say, but there is... " Yang Chengyu nodded and pretended to be thoughtful, "Today, Ouyang confessed in class and was publicly rejected by him!"

  "This is so cool!" Chu Yanqiu couldn't help but exclaim, feeling that today's scene of Ouyang Yunqing running out of the classroom with tears in her eyes was really because of Leng Yiyang!

  "Qiu Yanxiang, come and answer this question!"

  It's the last class in the morning, and unexpectedly, Xun Yanqiu forgot. The teacher standing on the podium was none other than Du Ming, the notorious devil teacher of the entire school. Xun Yanqiu raised his head, took a look at Du Ming's dark face, and silently shouted "not good" in his heart. Why didn't he remain calm just now? Why did he exclaim out loud? Indeed, Ou Yang Yunqing's confession was too sensational, unfortunately, he didn't get to see it with his own eyes.

  "What are you still dazing about!" Du Ming had been staring at Xun Yanqiu for a full half minute, and yet he still hadn't come back to his senses, which really infuriated him.

  Cen Yanqiu heard Du Ming's loud shout and couldn't help but secretly sigh, so he slowly got up and walked towards the podium.

  Cen Yanqiu didn't like people who did things half-heartedly, and of course, he had high expectations for himself too. However, when he was holding a marker to solve that quadratic equation on the whiteboard, he ended up doing it half-heartedly. He got halfway through the calculation but couldn't continue anymore. Suddenly, he felt particularly helpless, just like life itself - you never want to give up halfway, but sometimes you really can't do anything about it.

  "Teacher, I don't know what to do next..." Chu Yanqiu, who had been staring at the blackboard in deep thought, turned his head and looked at the math teacher beside him before compromising and saying a sentence.

  Du Ming was quite lenient with Cen Yanqiu, he had never treated him like a poor student. When he heard what Cen Yanqiu said, he didn't get angry, but coldly said: "If you can't do it, go back to your seat, don't whisper during class in the future. I know you and Yang Chengyu are good friends, but you have to distinguish between different situations. Now is class time, listen carefully!"

  "Haha......" Hearing Du Ming's words, the whole class burst into laughter.

  Cen Yanqiu didn't think much of it and walked down from the stage, glancing at Leng Yiyang again. Now all the classmates were laughing loudly, but only Leng Yiyang remained unmoved as if nothing had happened. For some reason, Cen Yanqiu suddenly felt a wave of loneliness in his heart. What was this feeling? You knew a secret that no one else knew, and you had to bear the torture brought by this secret alone, with no one to share your emotions with. It was like being a lone traveler searching for an oasis in the desert, unbearable.

  Back in his seat, Cen Yanqiu lowered his head and quietly read a book, listening to the laughter coming from beside him.

  "The math teacher is really too much, how can he openly reveal our relationship! Now you'd better be careful when going out, my three thousand concubines must have already listed you as a rival in love, take care!" At this time, Yang Chengyu still didn't forget to tease a few sentences.

  Cen Yanqiu didn't go listen to Yang Chengyu's words, instead he slightly lowered his head and didn't think about anything.