Chapter 1 I'm Not the One You Remember 04
"He Qingkong, please don't bother me anymore."
A cold and ruthless voice spread in a corner of the F University Academy of Fine Arts. Even though the voice was deliberately lowered, it still couldn't cover up the slight tremor in the voice.
However, even though his hands could not stop shaking slightly, the owner of the voice remained stubborn and indifferent.
The story began a week ago.
That day, Lin Mobai came to the school studio as usual, preparing for the sketching class.
However, just as she stepped into the studio door, a strange yet slightly familiar voice floated over - "Xiaobai, you came to class? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
When the deep and charming voice filled his ears, Lin Mobai had not yet digested the nickname that he had not heard for a long time, but the owner of the voice had quickly caught his eye.
"you……"
Lin Mobai tried hard to suppress the shock in his heart, but his eyes couldn't help but widen.
If the last encounter with He Qingkong at F University was an excusable "accident", then what about seeing him in my class this time?
"Don't deny it anymore. You are obviously Xiao Bai, and you recognize me. Although you were a little cold last time, it doesn't matter. I am very happy to meet you again. I have completed my treatment and am now studying fine arts painting at Z University. It just so happens that Z University is holding an art exhibition these days. You are also studying fine arts. If you are interested, you may want to come and have a look. Or, if you are free after class, I can take you for a walk..."
"Wait... wait!" Lin Mobai, who was still immersed in shock, was obviously unable to resist the extent of He Qingkong's thoughts jumping around, and he subconsciously refused immediately, "I... I don't have time."
"No time? That's okay. Let's make an appointment for a day when you are free. I'm available anytime anyway. By the way, what do you need after class? Do you need my help?" As if she had expected Lin Mobai to refuse, He Qingkong didn't care at all. She showed a warm smile and offered seemingly well-intentioned words of help. Her beautiful eyes, blinking, made Lin Mobai feel like a piece of pork on the chopping board, to be slaughtered at will.
So, Lin Mobai quickly shook his head and took a deep breath: "You...what do you want to do?"
He Qingkong still smiled: "Xiaobai, although we have lost contact for a few years, I think we are still good friends."
Hearing this, Lin Mobai opened her eyes wide, with a look of disbelief on her face. Then, she thought that He Qingkong, who was receiving treatment abroad, might not know about Ding Zhiyou's situation, so it was not contradictory to want to reconnect with her old friend after returning home. But even so, her heart pounding with shock and fear made her helpless, and finally induced the most cowardly conscious reaction in her heart. So, Lin Mobai turned around quickly and stumbled away from He Qingkong.
Whether he knew it or not, she had already decided that she had lost the qualifications to be friends with them.
Just as Shi Xujun once said, how could she still call herself a member of "He Lu Shi Ding Lin" when she watched someone dying without helping?
As I thought about it, the wound in my heart began to bleed again, and an indescribable pain quickly came over me.
In the next few days, He Qingkong, who had already mastered Lin Mobai's course schedule, would run to the F University Academy of Fine Arts whenever he had a staggered class time.
After the last impulsive skipping class incident, Lin Mobai would still avoid He Qingkong when he saw him, but he also knew how to control himself and no longer skipped classes.
After all, every class is very precious to her.
However, neither Lin Mobai, who has always been low-key, nor He Qingkong, who has never realized that he has always been the center of attention, expected that this pursuit under the name of "friendship" has already spread to the entire Academy of Fine Arts, set off a wave of discussion on major online platforms, and attracted beautiful girls from the art department to come and see the legendary "Zth Talent".
It was not until Lin Mobai felt the number of eyes watching him gradually increase, and the pointing and whispering became obvious, that he realized belatedly that he had become famous without realizing it.
Then, she was called out for questioning about her relationship with He Qingkong more and more often, and her daily photos with malicious comments and uploaded to the Internet became more and more rampant, not to mention those who deliberately found fault and made friends with ulterior motives. All of this was something she was not good at dealing with, so she, who had rarely received attention, became more cautious because of the inexplicable increase in attention, but she unconsciously caused many small accidents and became the laughing stock of many girls obsessed with He Qingkong .
For example, in the series of photos on the computer screen right now, it is clear that she deserves sympathy , but as the heroine, Lin Mobai only receives ridicule all over the post.
Looking at the sarcastic sarcasm, Zhou Shiqing couldn't help but frown and sigh, and from time to time she turned back and glanced at Lin Mobai cautiously.
She was so restless because there was something Zhou Shiqing had never told Lin Mobai.
Although she didn't expect things to be so different from what she imagined, she felt very sorry every time she saw Lin Mobai frowning because of his recent popularity.
Finally, Zhou Shiqing looked at Lin Mobai who was reading a book, and decided to confess: "Mobai, there is something I want to tell you."
"Huh? What's the matter?" Hearing this, Lin Mobai looked up at her.
"I ..." The moment they looked at each other, the dark circles under Lin Mobai's eyes were reflected in Zhou Shiqing's eyes. Then she couldn't help but clasp her hands together, close her eyes, and make a look of repentance and apology, "I'm sorry! It's... I gave our class schedule to He Qingkong."
"Ah? No wonder..." Lin Mobai suddenly realized. She had always wondered why He Qingkong knew her courses so well. So that's it.
"I'm sorry, when he asked me for a favor, I really couldn't think of a reason to refuse. I... I didn't expect him to..."
His target is you. Zhou Shiqing swallowed the last unfinished words in frustration.
Hearing this, Lin Mobai nodded slightly.
In the past, everyone had never refused any request from He Qingkong, so she could understand Zhou Shiqing's difficulties.
However, since He Qingkong knew the schedule of all her classes, she had no choice but to face He Qingkong and put an end to the continuation of this "chase" drama.
This is the simplest and most effective method that Lin Mobai can think of so far.
So, when Lin Mobai met He Qingkong again on the F University campus, she did not hide immediately for the first time. Instead, she approached him and took him to a more secluded corner near the garden. Then, she put on an indifferent expression imitating Zhou Shiqing's when she got rid of an annoying suitor, and said mercilessly: "He Qingkong, please don't bother me anymore."
Hearing this, He Qingkong was stunned and pursed his lips awkwardly: "Why?"
"No reason, I just find you annoying. I don't want to have anything to do with you guys anymore. With your current popularity and charm, you have no shortage of friends, so please let me go."
Lin Mobai had practiced this passage in front of the mirror no less than twenty times, and he imitated Zhou Shiqing's eyes and tone very seriously.
However, no matter how well she imitated him, when she looked at He Qingkong, her words were obviously lacking in confidence.
He Qingkong stared at her for a long while, as if he had already seen through her poor disguise, and sighed softly: "Xiaobai, I..."
"Please, please don't call me that anymore. I'm no longer the Lin Mobai you knew. We really can't go back."
She was afraid that she would be accidentally moved by him, so she simply didn't give him a chance to speak. After she finished speaking, while He Qingkong was slightly stunned, she turned around and strode away.
Even though those words were spoken so decisively, the embarrassment I showed when I left still betrayed my insincere nature.
Therefore, He Qingkong, who had already realized that she felt extremely guilty about Ding Zhiyou's death, also realized at this moment why she panicked and denied her identity and refused to recognize him when they met again.
It turned out that she was so self-blaming that she couldn't face them.
After the sudden realization, He Qingkong felt as if his heart was stabbed by a needle, causing unbearable pain.
This was like the pain that came in waves without warning during previous attacks, so impressive that he couldn't help but cover his chest.
