Chapter 72 Be good, don’t run around

Jiang Suchu walked faster and faster, and his tears became increasingly unbearable. Just as she raised her arm to wipe her tears again, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

She was startled and looked up in panic. It was Lu Zhinian.

His face was a little red, and the short hair on his forehead was a little messy because he was running too fast and was blown by the wind. The school uniform is also open, revealing the gray sweatshirt underneath. His chest was heaving and he was breathing heavily.

Lu Zhinian saw her eyes red from crying and her face full of tears. He was stunned for a moment, bent down and asked her softly, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you crying?"

Jiang Suichu didn't know why Lu Zhinian suddenly appeared. She blinked and a big tear fell out again. She subconsciously broke away from Lu Zhinian's hand and wanted to wipe it, but she didn't break away.

Lu Zhinian did not let go of her wrist, but raised the pad of his other finger to touch her face, gently wiping away her tears.

"Where are you going?"

She lowered her head and shook her head.

Jiang Suchu actually didn't know where she was going. She just wanted to find a quiet place where no one was.

Lu Zhinian looked around. This was behind the school canteen, and not far in front was the grove where the two met before he recognized her.

The weather is cold in winter, and few people come to the woods.

Lu Zhinian bent down and tilted his head, asking her, "Shall we go over there?"

Jiang Suchu's eyes were still filled with tears. She glanced at where Lu Zhinian was talking and nodded.

Lu Zhinian was originally holding her wrist, but at some point their palms touched each other.

His hands were very hot after exercising strenuously. It felt a little warm against her palm, and he led her into the pavilion in the woods.

The stone table and bench in the pavilion were covered with withered yellow leaves. Lu Zhinian brushed off the dead leaves on the stone bench with his hands, then took off his school uniform and placed it on it.

"Sit here." Lu Zhinian pulled her over.

Jiang Suchu looked at the thin sweater he was wearing and shook his head, "Aren't you cold? Put on your clothes."

Lu Zhinian didn't listen to her and directly pushed her down on the stone bench covered with clothes.

Jiang Suchu wrung his fingers with both hands, looked up at him, and sobbed: "You... aren't you cold?"

Lu Zhinian bent down and brushed away a few dead leaves on the stone bench next to him and sat down, "It's not bad."

Then he looked at her eyes that were red from crying and asked, "Do you still want to cry?"

Jiang Suchu bit his lip and shook his head, "No... I won't cry anymore."

She said this, but tears continued to flow from her eyes.

She raised her hand to wipe it, but Lu Zhinian was one step ahead of her.

He held a tissue in his hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face, keeping his eyes on her face, "Can you tell me? Why are you crying."

Jiang Suchu felt that it was embarrassing for him to cry like this because he failed in the exam, but he didn't expect that Lu Zhinian would see him.

She lowered her head, clasped her fingers together, and said nothing.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Lu Zhinian guessed: "Did your classmates bully you?"

Jiang Suchu shook his head and murmured: "No."

Lu Zhinian glanced at the piece of paper she was holding tightly in her hand. Thinking that she had been called to talk by the English teacher in the office before, it seemed that she was like this, so he folded the test paper into tofu cubes.

The English teacher of Classes 1 and 7 is Guan Yanping, and her class also took a test in the morning.

He probably guessed what was going on.

"Can you show me the test paper in your hand?" he asked in a low voice.

Jiang Suchu suddenly clenched his palms, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, "...No."

Lu Zhinian knew that Jiang Suchu felt embarrassed. She had been a person with strong self-esteem since she was a child.

He put his arm on the stone table and tapped it with his index finger. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll go back to the classroom to get something. Can you wait for me here for a while?"

Jiang Suchu never looked up at him, just nodded.

Seeing her wanting to bury her head in the soil, Lu Zhinian curled up his lips helplessly.

He stood up and put his palm on her head, rubbing it and messing up her hair. His round head looked hairy before he took back his hand.

He laughed silently and said, "Be good and don't run around. I'll be back in a minute."

Jiang Suchu plucked the hair that was messed up by him and made a low "hmm" sound.