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Thinking about how she was now sitting at the same table as Lu Chenyu, facing him every day, Lin Xi was unwilling to be annoyed by him daily. The moment she stepped out earlier, she made a decision: it was fine to share a desk with him, but she would not say a word to him and would avoid provoking him.
"That's true. I wonder what Mr. Li was thinking. Your grades are so good, yet he arranged for the worst student to sit with you," Meng Ni expressed her dissatisfaction on behalf of Lin Xi.
During the class division, Lin Xi had ranked first in liberal arts in her class. As for Lu Chenyu, it was said that he was originally assigned to an average liberal arts class. However, the number of students in those classes happened to be even. If he were added, it would make them odd-numbered, and the homeroom teacher used this as an excuse, saying that it would be difficult to arrange seating if he joined.
Coincidentally, a student from the key class had just transferred out right after the class assignments were confirmed, leaving one spot open in the key class.
The final result was that none of the homeroom teachers from the average classes accepted him and pushed him into the key class. Mr. Li from the key class, being a newly graduated young teacher who was easygoing, accepted him.
"Why does this person always have good fortune falling into his lap?" Meng Ni said indignantly.
"But now that we are desk mates, we have to accept reality! We can't hold it against Mr. Li," Lin Xi's helpless expression seemed to convey a sense of unfairness that she could not resist.
Indeed, many destinies and fates in life are like this; even if you think they are unfair, they appear before you in an irresistible manner that you must face. Sometimes, what seems like a troublesome fate requires you to find a way to cope with it; blindly yielding or resisting may not yield good results. However, if handled well, even a troubled fate can become advantageous for you.
So we still say that no matter who appears in your life, it does not change anyone's destiny; fate is still in your own hands.
Lin Xi was convinced of this.
Therefore, in the days that followed sitting together, Lin Xi indeed maintained peace with Lu Chenyu as the teacher hoped. More accurately, Lin Xi hardly spoke a word to Lu Chenyu.
However, not speaking to him did not mean she was at peace.
In class, Lu Chenyu liked to shake his legs under the desk, causing Lin Xi's desk to gently sway along with it.
Whenever this happened, Lin Xi would roll her eyes at Lu Chenyu, and he would stop for a moment. But after a while, he would start shaking again.
"Will you die if your legs don't shake?" Lin Xi wrote these words on a piece of paper and tossed it to him.
Lin Xi had sworn to herself not to talk to him, so she could only communicate with him through notes.
Lin Xi thought that by speaking to him in such a harsh tone, he would get very angry. To her surprise, when he unfolded the note and took a look, he actually broke into a smile, shining like the sunlight outside.
He wasn't angry; instead, he laughed, which left Lin Xi feeling somewhat perplexed. Was this person not only mischievous but also a bit foolish, only knowing how to laugh and never getting angry?
Because the first time she met him, he had been grinning foolishly the whole time. After sitting next to him, she realized that aside from smiling, he rarely showed any other expression.
Lin Xi watched as he randomly tore off an irregular piece of paper from his notebook and then began writing intently.
Lin Xi guessed what he might write—something insulting or infuriating.
But after he finished writing, he crumpled the note into a ball and tossed it like a dart. The paper landed precisely on Lin Xi's homework notebook.
Lin Xi unfolded the note: "You won't die, but your heart will itch."
After reading the note, Lin Xi secretly chuckled, but her outward demeanor still showed her anger. She crumpled the note again, tore it into shreds, and threw it into the trash can.
Returning to her seat, Lin Xi turned her body away from Lu Chenyu, resting her chin on one hand, feeling both amused and exasperated.
What annoyed her was that according to what he wrote on the note, it meant he wasn't planning to stop shaking his legs during class.
What amused her was that if a person's legs didn't shake and their heart itched instead, then it seemed he must be quite uncomfortable since he couldn't shake his legs all the time.
Whenever Lin Xi turned her face away and refused to look at him directly, he would tap on her desk and say, "Excuse me, I need to step out for a moment."
Lin Xi had no choice but to lift her head and slowly glance at him before getting up to let him pass. At that moment, he seemed to feel a sense of victorious satisfaction in his heart as he whistled happily while walking out of the classroom to play.
Since sitting at the same table as Lu Chenyu, Lin Xi has had to spend some effort every day dealing with various troubles or unexpected events that arise from him.
Outside of studying, everything has been thrown into chaos by Lu Chenyu, leaving her overwhelmed. For a long time, Lin Xi almost forgot about Qinglan and An Shaojie, who were far away in the county town.
Although in the past years Lin Xi didn’t think of them every day, there would always be moments of leisure when she would inadvertently recall them, imagining what they looked like now, how they dressed, and what their current demeanor was. She wondered about their relationship now—whether it was like the one she had with Chen Yang, where they could tease each other and joke around without any gender differences.
After all, they grew up together as playmates; it shouldn’t lead to any other feelings, and they shouldn’t be too estranged!
Even though Lin Xi remembered An Shaojie's unfriendly words and actions towards Qinglan, she thought that so many years had passed. Moreover, from elementary school to middle school and now high school, they had always been classmates. An Shaojie should have long since put aside past grievances and reconciled with Qinglan.
Currently, Lin Xi was completely caught up in dealing with various unexpected situations caused by Lu Chenyu. Her mind was filled with the troubles he created for her, and she had to constantly think of strategies to handle the mess he made.
For example, it was pouring rain outside now, and everyone was holding umbrellas while he strolled casually in the rain.
By the time he reached the classroom, he was soaked from head to toe.
When he returned to his seat, it was unclear whether he did it on purpose or if he was just an oblivious person. He stood at his desk with his head down and suddenly shook his head vigorously from side to side. He seemed to be trying to shake off the rainwater from his hair.
As a result, the rainwater from his hair flew towards Lin Xi's face, her body, and even onto the homework notebook placed on her desk like scattered stars.
Lin Xi stood there like someone who had just been splashed with water, head down and motionless. Just as his head swung towards her direction, he realized he had made another serious mistake—he had once again offended the goddess beside him.
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