Fate slapped Zhou Lin in the face.

Fate slapped Zhou Lin in the face.

After picking up leaves for two days in a row, Lin Shih-ren finally couldn't take it anymore. As soon as he got out of school, he immediately took over the mop and refused to let go.

But Song Ci and Li Pengfei, this pair of brilliant strategists, were clearly a cut above the rest. They left the broom to Zhou Lin, and then the two best buddies held hands and happily went to the playground to collect leaves.

After three days of duty, Friday brought good news.

The campus radio announced that a typhoon was expected to make landfall over the weekend, and classes would be suspended for two days. The entire campus was in an uproar.

The boys were incredibly excited: "Are there too many typhoons in the Western Pacific this year?"

"The sea surface temperature remained above 26 degrees Celsius, and the easterly wave provided power for the tropical cyclone..."

"While I'm grateful that the typhoon gave us a holiday, I'm worried about fishermen in coastal areas. So, is it possible for the typhoon to be redirected towards Japan?"

"Sure, as long as Bureau 749 is involved."

At one point, these people reminded Lin Shiren of the quails he raised as a child, chirping incessantly in a language that humans couldn't understand.

Dong Rui was excited at the moment, but then she thought of something and her face fell: "It's such a dilemma. I like holidays, but I tend to slack off as soon as I'm on holiday... Renren, how about we go to the library to study?"

Lin Shih-jen smiled and reminded her, "If there's a heavy rain, the library will definitely be closed."

The classroom was noisy; the sounds of students reading aloud and the clatter of desks and chairs drowned out their conversation. Dong Rui propped her chin up and looked over.

Lin Shih-Jen has the kind of looks that grow on you. There's a natural sense of innocence in her eyes and brows. Her personality seems aloof and indifferent, but the more you look at her, the more you realize her innocent and adorable charm. Every time she blushes shyly, it makes you want to tease her even more.

"Renren, if I were a boy, I would definitely pursue you like crazy."

Her expression was a bit exaggerated, which happened to be seen by Shen Xuqing, who was handing out physics homework. A handsome smile appeared on his lips: "I also want to know, just how crazy can President Dong be?"

Lin Shiren didn't dare to meet his gaze. She pretended to cough twice to interrupt the conversation.

Dong Rui went from lying on her side without any bones to straightening up, exuding a domineering CEO vibe, "You little devil, what am I supposed to do with you?"

"Woman, you can't spend all of this ten million, so you're not allowed to come home tonight."

"I need all the information about my rival in three minutes."

Lin Shiren started coughing for real this time, his ears burning, and he desperately covered her mouth.

Shen Xuqing smiled mischievously: "It's dawn, the Dong family has gone bankrupt."

The surrounding conversations were coming from near and far, about all sorts of things, but his voice seemed to stand out from the clamor, as beautiful as broken jade.

Lin Shiren's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He mustered his courage to speak, but then he heard Xu Yiqiao calling his name from the front door. He went over without hesitation, and there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Dong Rui, oblivious to everything, suddenly perked up and her tone became cheerful: "Right, we can find a place to study, and invite Zhou Lin and Song Ci along. Since we've formed a study group, we should at least make some use of it."

Perhaps because the suggestion was made in such a casual tone, Lin Shiren hesitated for a couple of seconds before seeing Dong Rui secretly pull out her phone and efficiently type to call for help. She didn't even have time to stop her.

No one knew about the awkward relationship between her and Zhou Lin. She could only stammer and make excuses during the brief intervals: "Maybe we should just forget about it. What if they're afraid to go out in a downpour?"

Dong Rui clicked her tongue: "Two boys who are 1.9 meters tall, they can't drown even in the heaviest rain, right?"

...

"Why didn't they drown?"

As Xin Xiaomei finished speaking, a rumble of thunder sounded in the sky.

She earnestly advised the person on the other end of the phone, "The weather is so bad, why are you going out to listen to a lecture? Are you risking your life for just two pounds of eggs?" As she spoke, her eyes kept glancing towards the door.

These words carried a hint of sarcasm, but Lin Shiren ignored them and continued to put on his shoes in the entryway. Half a second later, the door clicked shut.

As the typhoon passed, the light rain at night finally turned into a torrential downpour in the early morning. The sound of rain covered her umbrella as she walked out of the stairwell.

The ride-hailing car was waiting on the side of the road with its hazard lights flashing.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and saw her fold up her umbrella and get into the car. He was quite surprised: "Young lady, you're out in this downpour?"

"Um."

"Parents will worry if their children run around outside in the rain."

Lin Shiren leaned against the window, and through the mottled, water-stained glass, she saw Xin Xiaomei looking down. Before the car turned out of the residential area, she looked up at the building one last time, but there was no one there anymore.

At that time, I suddenly had the idea of ​​quitting.

A voice inside her told her, "Go back, Xin Xiaomei still cares about you. Besides, what chance encounter is there in this world? True fate doesn't need to be like this." For a moment, she suddenly wanted to give up.

Just as she was lost in thought, her phone popped up a new notification sound.

Dong Rui: "Renren, are you really not coming today?"

Dong Rui: "I didn't tell my dad that I was in a study group with two boys. Remember to cover for me."

Dong Rui: "Song Ci said he'll take us to a nice place in a bit. I'll send you the location when we arrive, and you can come over once you're done with your work."

Lin Shih-ren didn't reply to her message immediately. Just before getting out of the car, she typed: "I'll probably be busy until very late, so you don't need to wait for me."

The rain poured down, leaving the entire city covered in rain streaks.

"Wuyu Bai" is located on Fenglin Road. The store is very large, decorated with wrought iron, and has many Renaissance-era oil paintings on the red brick walls. There are also many different breeds of cats.

Lin Shiren put away her umbrella at the door. Water droplets fell from the tip of the umbrella to the ground, forming a small puddle. She then placed the umbrella into the shelf.

The boss's outfit was also very appropriate for the weather, with an artist's braid and a very enthusiastic t: "Anyone who can go out in this kind of weather is a warrior."

The kittens in the shop weren't afraid of people. Lin Shiren took out some cat treats he had prepared beforehand from his bag, and the kittens affectionately gathered around him.

After playing with the kitten for a while, she found a seat by the window. At the next table, a woman in her fifties was reading a book. She glanced at it and saw that the cover read "21 Days of Daily Practice of Wang Yangming's Philosophy of Mind: The Unity of Knowledge and Action." Just as she was admiring it, the woman actually fell asleep on the book.

The coffee machine whirred, accompanied by the soft patter of rain. She faintly heard someone calling her name and paused. The footsteps grew closer, and her heart pounded faster. She regulated her breathing and then turned around naturally.

Lost in thought, his gaze soon settled on a face.

How could it be him?

Zhou Lin was also taken aback when he saw her, but he quickly composed himself and before he could speak, Dong Rui peeked out from behind the sound and rushed towards him: "Renren, are you here on business? What a coincidence."

If there were a specific timeframe for an asteroid to hit Earth, Lin Shih-Jen would hope it would be now.

She forced herself to explain, "I made plans with a friend, but the weather was bad, and she stood me up."

Dong Rui didn't press the matter further. She hugged Lin Shiren's arm and shook it, saying, "That's great! Thank goodness your friend stood me up, otherwise I would have been so lonely."

After Song Ci brought over the coffee, she was also stunned: "Team leader?"

From the day he was on duty, he kept calling her that, and Lin Shiren didn't even have the strength to argue.

Song Ci seemed to have figured something out, her eyes revealing a deeper meaning: "You see, this is fate."

Lin Shiren was on the verge of tears. Why couldn't she find her true love by chance, but instead, she was presented with a cursed fate? She had tried to avoid it for so long, but in the end, she still ran right into it.

Zhou Lin had stopped paying attention to the topic. Wearing headphones, he opened his workbook, his chest rising and falling slightly with his breathing, his elbows rubbing against the table, and thin calluses on his fingers as he held the pen.

The coffee arrived quickly: two cappuccinos, one iced Americano, and one latte. To express their gratitude, the owner also gave them a complimentary Earl Grey tea crisp. Lin Shiren and Dong Rui then went to the restroom together to wash their hands.

As soon as their figures disappeared from sight, Song Ci dragged a chair over and said meaningfully, "Isn't it a coincidence? The team leader has the same taste as you, we both drink cappuccino..."

Zhou Lin turned his head to look at him: "Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Song Ci: "Don't look at me with that idol drama male lead look, I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you."

Zhou Lin leaned back in his chair, a cold smile on his face: "Go to South Korea for plastic surgery first, then go to Thailand to change your personality, and I'll think about it."

Song Ci added dramatically, "That's the taste."

His phone vibrated at that moment. He glanced at the screen, hesitated for half a second, and then moved the phone toward Zhou Lin: "It's my sister calling. Answer it."

Zhou Lin remained unmoved and continued working on his problems, not even bothering to glance at him a second time: "It's for you, not for me."

"Brother, I need your help urgently!" His features scrunched up. "Tell her I'm currently immersed in my studies, in a deep meditation, and ask her not to disturb me." His voice was a bit loud, and several eyes glanced over from the surroundings.

Zhou Lin disliked stirring up trouble, especially when it came to the siblings. He glanced at Song Ci, whose expression resembled that of a wronged woman, and answered the phone: "Hello, Sister Shi..."

"..."

When Lin Shiren returned, Zhou Lin and Song Ci were quietly doing their homework. She quietly pulled out a chair and sat down opposite them.

Time passed by unnoticed. After finishing a set of questions, Song Ci's mischievous side started to stir again. He chuckled and tapped the table: "Should we switch seats?"

Lin Shiren blinked, but before he could reply, Dong Rui said disdainfully, "I don't want to be next to you."

Song Ci was so angry she laughed, and said in a strange voice, "You think I want to sit next to you? Didn't you see that the group leader left several questions blank on his physics test?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her. Lin Shiren was putting Earl Grey tea crisps into her mouth, and now she didn't know whether to eat them or spit them out.

After a moment, she swallowed hard and said, "It's okay, I can use Zuoyebang (a homework help app)."

Song Ci raised his chin at her: "The problem-solving process is important, but the key is the approach. We have the national team here, so why not use them?"

The proposal, upon closer listening, is logically sound, but coming from Song Ci's mouth, it sounds like he's just stirring up trouble.

Knowing her personality, Dong Rui pushed her to sit down next to Zhou Lin and whispered a reminder: "Old Chen will probably have to take another exam next week."

The rain outside the window continued incessantly, jazz music filled the air, and the person sitting next to her was still panting. Lin Shiren felt a little restless, and she inexplicably glanced at them out of the corner of her eye.

Unexpectedly, we made eye contact.

"Which question don't you understand?" Zhou Lin gently lifted his eyelids.

"ah?"

Lin Shih-ren was just thinking of a reason to politely decline when he heard him say, "Don't move!"

His dark pupils changed subtly for a moment as he slowly leaned closer. His collar tilted as he moved, revealing his well-defined collarbone and the delicate Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Lin didn't reply to her.

The intense masculine presence made her uneasy. His long, slender fingers traced a path from her ear to her cheek, almost touching her skin. Lin Shiren's eyes widened, and she instinctively waved her hand away.

"Smack!"

She slapped Zhou Lin.

A note from the author:

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Sorry everyone, because there was a plot adjustment in Chapter 6, I rewrote almost all of Chapters 6-10. If you can't connect, please go back and review them again.

100 red envelopes as compensation~