Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Chapter 412: The Bully Cousin in Campus Fiction (Sixty)

Lin An did not show her swollen face in front of the teachers and students of the whole school, but her goal was achieved in another way.

Someone called the police, and the arrival of a large group of police officers forced the school, which had originally wanted to smooth things over, to take the matter seriously.

Not only was she transferred to the best hospital in Huai'an City, she also received visits from school leaders in turn. Even those who had beaten her were brought to her by their own parents, and they apologized to her in tears.

She and her grandfather also received a considerable sum of money, enough for them to not have to worry about their lives for a while.

Everything went smoothly and beautifully, just like the happy ending in a TV series. Justice was upheld, the bad guys were punished, and the protagonist who had been oppressed for a long time lived a happy life.

Although Lin An was not clear about the inside story, he vaguely guessed that someone was fanning the flames.

After all, judging from so many precedents in the country, even if a student like her with no identity background and poor family background was bullied at school, those who bullied her would at most only receive a few verbal criticisms. Even if they were reported, their names would be covered with thick codes because of the Law on the Protection of Minors.

Who would help her like this? Helping someone like her who was unknown and had nothing. Lin An cast his eyes on the school uniform that she had put aside.

Even though I covered her wet head and stayed with her in the hospital for a week, a faint fragrance still remained on the blue and white school uniform.

Lin An couldn't tell the specific name of this fragrance, but he knew that this fragrance would only appear on girls who came from a good family and had a gentle personality.

Everyone has a different smell. Lin An has known this clearly since he was a child. This smell is not the smell of deliberately applied perfume or ointment.

It is a smell that has been engraved into the skin and bones after being immersed in the environment for many years.

For example, no matter how often a fishmonger takes a bath, he will still have a fishy smell on his body. No matter how well a chef cleans himself, his hair will still have an oily smell.

Lin An and his grandfather lived in a small, dark house. The house never received sunlight all year round, so no matter how clean it was, the furniture and clothes would still emit a faint smell of dampness and mold, and even Lin An looked slightly damp.

But there was no such smell on this school uniform. Lin An brought the school uniform to his nose and took a deep breath. The sweet and clear female voice he heard that day emerged in his mind.

Only a person who is so warm and brave can have such a pure and unadulterated smell, like the sun in winter, which makes people want to get closer.

Lin An turned the school uniform over and found the name of the owner of the clothes on the name tag on the inside - Lin Xi, who had the same surname as himself.

The day after being discharged from the hospital, Lin An took out his piggy bank, took out a large pile of scattered coins, and picked and chose in the supermarket for a long time. Finally, he chose a box of fruit candies that were expensive but looked delicious.

This box of fruit candy was finally stuffed into Lin Xi's desk along with the washed school uniform and a thank-you letter that she had spent a long time writing.

Lin An took advantage of the break when no one was in Class 7's classroom to secretly put her things there. But when she got to the classroom, she found someone sleeping on the table. She woke that person up while moving.

"Who are you? What do you do?"

The boy with a buzz cut, a purple face and an impatient expression stared at the envelope and fruit candy in Lin An's hand with unfriendly eyes.

"I..." Lin An was frightened by his unfriendly attitude and stammered, not knowing how to start.

"Who asked you to deliver a love letter? Get that bastard out of here as far as you can, or I'll break his legs."

Hearing the boy's tone, Lin An realized that he had misunderstood him as someone delivering a love letter. He quickly shook his head, pointed to the school uniform on the table, and explained his purpose.

"Oh! It's you. You still have a conscience. Then go away. I will talk to her."

Lin An looked at the boy and saw that he seemed to have lost interest in him after listening to his explanation. He waved his hand and lay back on the table. He then breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left Class 7 classroom.

Lin An didn't know why she went there secretly. She was obviously very grateful to Lin Xi for helping her, but when she actually saw Lin Xi, she strangely felt homesick.

In fact, the day before giving the thank-you gift, she had intended to thank Lin Xi in person. In order not to mistakenly recognize the wrong person, she went to see her near Class 7 classroom in advance under the pretext of going to the toilet.

At that time, Lin Xi was leaning on the corridor railing and talking with a friend. They seemed to be talking about something happy, and they both burst into laughter.

She has fair and delicate skin, round eyes and a round face. When she smiles, a pointed fang is exposed. Her eyes are pure without a trace of haze.

At just one glance, Lin An could tell that she was a well-off girl who was loved by her family, just as she had imagined.

But at that moment, Lin An suddenly gave up the idea of thanking her in person, because she suddenly thought of herself in the bathroom in a terrible state, and that she and the beautiful girl in front of her were completely from two different worlds.

Although she was now dressed very appropriately and looked no different from any other ordinary student at Huai'an No. 1 Middle School, Lin Xi had never seen her at her most miserable.

Lin An thought, if she had really fainted at that time, then now she could have walked up to Lin Xi with a clear conscience and said thank you, but she didn't do that at that time.

Lin Xi's worry, concern, and careful protection of her self-esteem were all genuine, but her pity, helplessness, and coma were all pretended.

Sincerity and hypocrisy, beauty and embarrassment, are not from the same world.

After sending the thank-you gift and the thank-you letter, Lin An never asked about Lin Xi again. After all, even if two people from different worlds had a brief contact due to an accident, they would eventually return to their respective worlds.

But Lin An didn't expect that on such an ordinary rainy night, the person she thought she would never have any intersection with again in this life took the initiative to step into her world, and with an extremely familiar attitude, once again easily resolved her predicament.

"I'll take the candy, but I haven't read the letter. Please take it back. I feel guilty about it."

"Actually, I didn't do anything that day. When I found you, our teacher had already rushed downstairs with you in her arms. I was so scared that I lost my mind."

"I didn't even see your face. It was only after the school-wide notice was released that I saw your photo from others."

"I saw the midterm exam results today and realized that our homeroom teacher saved a college bully."

"Congratulations, Lin An. Can I get a friend status with the top student?"

Lin Xi smiled and told a white lie, hoping to downplay her role in the whole incident in order to reduce the girl's gratitude towards her and forget the unpleasant experience.

But she didn't know that the girl in front of her was awake from beginning to end, so she fully understood the purpose of her words.

Lin An looked down at the envelope in her hand, her eyes gradually filled with mist. Who says a white lie won't make people sad? She felt extremely upset.

She is a seemingly well-behaved girl, so how come she lies so naturally?

Lin An sniffed and felt that the stone pressing on the most secret corner of her heart suddenly turned into soft clouds, floating slowly, carrying her whole body as if she had fallen into the clouds.

Because the sound of rain was getting louder, Lu Jiachuan, who was not far away, only saw the two people wiping the cat together and then passing things, but he did not hear their conversation clearly.

Watching one person leave, while another girl suddenly wiped her tears, he couldn't help but sneer, put away the cold expression on his face, and instead put on the gentle face he was best at, and slowly walked up to the girl who was crying alone.

"Classmate, what's wrong with you..." Lu Jiachuan nodded slightly, his tone was just the right amount of gentle concern, his peach blossom eyes were sparkling.

But before he could finish his concerned words, the girl in front of him suddenly raised her head and looked straight ahead, without even a glance at him.

"Excuse me, can you lend me that for a moment?"