Eighteen, Enigmatic Man

  After the eleven-day holiday, everything returned to calmness.

  Fang Ji Xin continued his school life.

  He walked out of the library with a book in his arms that afternoon, lost in thought about a theory he had just read.

  During this time, he consciously sealed his own power, making himself more like an ordinary person.

  This made him lose his acuteness about some things.

  In an environment without crisis, those extraordinary abilities that surpass ordinary people become a burden in the mundane life of ordinary people.

  He doesn't want to make things complicated.

  Fang Jixin, who was immersed in his book, did not notice that a bicycle was slowly approaching from behind. Sealed and hidden with the Dragon Absorbing Technique, he had no foresight of the 'crisis' that was about to arrive.

  With a loud crash, he was heavily knocked to the ground, and his books scattered all over.

  Fang Jixin, who was knocked to the ground, did not think of going forward to reason and demand justice for his own innocent injury. On the contrary, he himself seemed to be at fault, hastily getting up, picking up the scattered books on the ground, hanging his head in shame, wanting to leave.

  But was caught by a hand.

  Are you going to just walk away after hitting someone?

  A girl asked loudly.

  Yes, how can he become so rude and uncultivated?! He didn't think about the other person's arrogance, but instead found fault with himself first. This was a habit Xu Fu had developed over the years, after being scolded and reprimanded by Xu Dingkun.

  Sorry, are you hurt?

  Fang Ji Xin bowed his head and finished his bow, then lifted his head, he saw a face, a beautiful face.

  This face looks somewhat familiar.

  Fang Jixin, you can't just apologize and consider it settled after hitting someone, can you?

  How did she know her own name? Did she and herself know each other?

  Fang Jixin was somewhat perplexed, searching through all his memories, as if there were no traces left behind by this person...

  What do you want me to do? Either I compensate you, as long as you're satisfied.

  In front of the unreasonable girl, Fang Jixin appears to be very unprincipled. Of course, sometimes when boys do this, in the eyes of girls, it is a gentlemanly behavior that understands how to cherish and appreciate them.

  You're doing alright, it's not hard for me to help you out, just find a way to fix the car and that'll be it.

  Okay, I'm going now.

  Fang Jixin picked up his bicycle from the ground as if he had just been granted a great amnesty and pushed it forward to ride away.

  He walked two steps and suddenly stopped.

  Sister... no, classmate, can you tell me your name and which class you're in? I'll return the bike to you.

  Fang Ji said timidly.

  I'm speechless, is this still a human being? He doesn't even recognize me, and we've been in the same class for almost a year. Is he pretending to be like that? If not, his life is truly a failure.

  Don't you know me?!

  The girl student tried tentatively.

  I'm looking at you and you seem a bit familiar, but I just can't recall where I've seen you before.

  You... you... idiot.

  The girl student turned around with a huff and walked away with puffed up anger.

  Return it to me in class tomorrow.

  She walked out ten steps and then turned around and threw down a sentence.

  What does it mean? Fang Jixin was a bit bewildered.

  The next day, Fang Jixin pushed his cart to class.

  As usual, he sat in the front row of the teacher. College students attend classes, and seats are casual, completely based on their preferences, not fixed.

  He sat in the front row to make himself more focused on listening to the class. The back row was a bit noisy, affecting his studies, he had a weak foundation, and could only fly first as a silly bird, creating conditions for himself.

  One morning, except for the feeling of being stared at by a pair of eyes, no one came to ask him for the car. He was somewhat nervous. Not being able to return the item to its rightful owner had always been a source of anxiety for him.

  Han Yu sat in the back row of the classroom, sulking all along.

  I've never been ignored by anyone like this before. This feeling is really uncomfortable. If it were someone else, say a slightly better guy, I could forgive him and find an excuse for myself. But why did it have to be him, the most inconspicuous boy in the whole class, who has treated my existence as if I'm transparent air for almost a year?

  Should I just go smash myself to death with a block of tofu. With the deadline for her bet with her roommate approaching, seeing Fang Jixin still being nonchalant, she felt annoyed.

  It seems like this time one's own face has been utterly lost.

  Treating others to a meal is just a small expense, it's not a big deal. What matters is saving face. How can you still hang out with your female classmates in the future? You even call yourself the class flower, department flower, school flower - what a joke!

  Shall I go remind him for you?

  Her good friend Wu Juan poked her. Although she knew she was kind-hearted, at this moment, no matter how she listened to it, she felt like she was being ridiculed.

  No need.

  The voice is loud but lacks substance.

  During recess, several boys were chatting and gathering around him, trying to get close to him. Didn't he see that? But Fang Jixin seemed to really not notice, for the entire morning, except when going to the bathroom, he didn't leave his seat, nor did he lift his eyes once. Was he always like this?!

  Ding Ling, the most terrifying sound she didn't want to hear herself, finally rang out. Looking at several good girlfriends who had gathered around, Han Yu Xin finished speaking. What qualifications did she have left, what pride was there to speak of?

  A pizza set meal has been ordered.

  Fang Ji Xin pushed his bicycle and stood at the gate waiting.

  He said he would pick it up during class, but now it still hasn't been claimed and he's getting anxious.

  A group of girls chattered and walked in his direction, he glanced over, didn't notice, and continued to look around.

  Fang Ji Xin, that's enough, how long are you going to play with this girl?

  In the second that Fang Ji's eyes stayed on his face, Han Yu felt a little happy. However, his gaze didn't stay on his face for long and turned away soon. Han Yu's confidence was crushed.

  She wants to cry.

  Fang Ji Xin, thank you for your pizza.

  A few girls passed by and threw out this sentence for no reason.

  He is somewhat at a loss.

  Do I know you?

  He asked a wooden question.

  In the process of confirming the results, he found yesterday's girl.

  Female classmate, your car, I'll return it to you, sorry about that.

  No one paid attention to him.

  The girl who lost her car seemed to have not seen him at all. When she walked past him, it was as if he didn't exist.

  Friend, your car.

  Fang Jixin couldn't care less about these things, he had to complete his mission just like completing a superior's arrangement. Failing to complete the mission meant failure, and in his dictionary, those two words had long been erased.

  He took two steps forward and grabbed Han Yu's hand.

  I don't know you. Please let go of me.

  The tone is icy cold.

  It doesn't matter if you don't know me, but this is your car, shouldn't you recognize it?

  "This isn't my car. I don't know you, let go, or else I'll call for help."

  Han Yu's expression remained very cold.

  Several girls stared at her with strange eyes. In their hearts, they thought: What's wrong with Han Yu today? Why is she completely devoid of any elegant demeanor?

  "Hey, hey, what are you doing? Let go! If you don't let go, I won't be polite anymore."

  Han Yu's voice startled the people walking by. Someone jumped out and saved her heroically.

  The newcomer was a third-year student named Zhou Jun, who had been paying attention to Han Yu for a long time, since the day she entered school.

  Han Yu was always lukewarm towards him, which made him very depressed. As the striker of the school football team, the organizer of the basketball team's backcourt, and a member of the three major ball teams, he could be considered a celebrity. Moreover, his family background was not bad either, and there were many girls secretly in love with him behind his back. But Han Yu just didn't seem to have much interest in himself.

  He was very dissatisfied.

  Maybe it's because I haven't found the opportunity to show myself off yet. Today is a rare chance, and I should make my move. Who let this kid be so blind, daring to mess with my woman? He deserves his bad luck. Zhou Jun thought to himself.

  Resign yourself to it, kid. He has already made up his mind, and is giving a once-over to Fang Jixin, who is half a head shorter than himself, not handsome, and dressed like a migrant worker.

  This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a name for himself and become rich, he won't let it slip away easily...

  Fang Jixin also found his actions were inappropriate and wanted to withdraw, but unfortunately it was too late.

  He saw the stars in the night sky. Very close, they twinkled before his eyes.

  He was punched twice in the face and fell to the ground.

  When the stars faded away, he saw a face, a boy's face staring at him.

  Fang Jixin got up from the ground, he didn't pay attention to Zhou Jun. Today was about returning the car, other things were irrelevant and could be ignored.

  Zhou Jun was about to take action, but was stopped by Han Yu.

  What's wrong with you, must you go so far?!

  She didn't take it kindly and instead felt a bit resentful.

  The blood on Fang Ji's face made Zhou Jun's plan fall through. Due to improper handling, what was originally a good thing turned into a bad one. Saving the beauty is great, but putting someone in harm's way reveals Zhou Jun's ruthless true nature!

  Women admire the strong and sympathize with the weak!!!

  I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting for so long. Here, it's yours.

  Fang Jixin didn't wipe the blood off his face, instead he got up and steadied the car, slapping the car keys into Han Yu's hand. Then he turned around and walked away without looking back.

  Just now he stood, a few drops of blood fell on the cement floor, looking like plum blossoms blooming in the snowy winter landscape of an abstract painting!!!

  The people present were left stunned. What a strange person! He's as mysterious as an enigma, an enigmatic man!

  Fang Jixin came from rural areas.

  Fang Jixin's family conditions were not good, and he ate the cheapest dishes in the cafeteria every day.

  Fang Ji was not doing well in his studies when he first entered school, and was even the last one in the whole class or even the whole grade. Now, he has slowly risen to a mid-level. After the start of professional courses, his academic performance showed a trend of rapid improvement. He often received praise from professors for several major subjects.

  Fang Jixin has no friends and does not participate in social activities. When the whole class organized a volunteer service activity for the Olympics, he was the only one who did not sign up.

  Fang Jixin is not actively demanding progress, and now it seems like he's not even a team member.

  Fang Jixin, Fang Jixin...

  Han Yu didn't know when he started, but he began consciously collecting information related to this strange person.

  That Fang Ji newly repaired bicycle, she never rode again. However, the bicycle was well maintained, every other day Han Yu would go to the garage to take a look, wipe off some dust...