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For example, when he mistakenly mistook Bai Jiachen for sister Bai for the first time, he felt a sense of melancholy that he couldn't explain.
Also, when Bai Jiachen applied medicine to him, her gentle fingers touching his waist, he wished they could linger a little longer.
Today, when Bai Jiachen casually mentioned his identity, she didn't know that he was almost panicking and wanted to escape, but could only pretend to be calm.
He felt an unprecedented sense of shame, something he had never experienced in front of his teachers, Yang Tianyuan, Pei Yunlin, or his mother.
Because of his identity as a loser, he has lost his pride as a man.
Lin Xu sighed, as if he could no longer keep his eyes closed.
The soft sunlight is like golden threads, and the unique ethyl acetate of orange blossoms is intoxicating.
On such a beautiful morning, Bai Jiachen spread her arms on the balance bike, feeling as if she were about to fly, until a tall, thin figure broke into her sight.
"Good morning..."
The car suddenly braked, and Bai Jiachen awkwardly greeted Lin Xu with a smile.
I was planning to play with his balance car while he was still in bed, but I got caught red-handed. I hope he doesn't think I'm coveting his property.
In a moment of urgency, Bai Jiachen squatted down to feel the bottom of the car.
"I'm helping you test the car. Hmm, the screws don't fit properly, and the panel is a bit loose... Oh, why is this wire on the outside? I have to say, your expensive thing may not be that good after all. It's just a bunch of problems..."
Lin Xu quietly accompanied her in acting: "Do you want to return it?"
"Of course not, go under the stone table and bring the toolbox."
Bai Jiachen knelt on one knee, holding the thick wrench that was catching up to her, skillfully removed the cover plate, fixed the exposed wires inside the cable reel, and then reassembled it, tightening the screws once more.
Lin Xu gazed at the girl's serious profile, and had to admit that at this moment, he was quite taken by her charm.
Bai Jiachen get up.
"It's all good now. the Bai brand, guaranteed not to fall apart when going uphill or downhill."
"Who did you learn your skills from?"
"My grandfather."
Lin Xu half-jokingly: "Then you can open a car repair stall."
"Car repair doesn't make any money at all." Bai Jiachen looked at him with a look of contempt as if he were an idiot: "I tried it in junior high."
"Did you really try it?" Lin Xu was shocked.
Bai Jiachen decided to share his secret with him: "Back when I was in the second year of junior high, I needed money, so in order to attract customers, I even dug holes and buried nails on the road. When a classmate rode a bike past there and got a flat tire, I would fix it for them. I started doing it for free, but later I charged fifty cents each time. But it was still half the price of outside."
"You are really smart." Lin Xu was speechless. At thirteen or fourteen, he was either playing chess or helping Yang Tianyuan climb over the wall to go online. He was caught by the duty student and had to write a self-criticism, while Bai Jiachen had already started making money at that time.
"But to keep they repairing tires every day, how many potholes do you have to dig?"
"Not much, just fourteen or fifteen..."
Bai Jiachen looked regretful: "I was about to earn enough money to buy the limited edition Gundam, but I didn't expect that Dean of Students would fall off a pit and break his bones, and the whole thing got exposed. My aunt-in-law came back from the school in a rage, broke two chicken feathers and a basket, and even threw away my drawing board. Until now, I still haven't figured out where the problem occurred. I've never told anyone about this."
"Will people see you? It's very conspicuous for you to squat and dig soil there every day," Lin Xu began to analyze with her.
"It's impossible. I sneak out to do it in the middle of the night."
"That's deduction. Once the Dean of Students knew you were fixing the car, he could figure out it was you causing the trouble."
"Maybe."
"By the way, why are you always thinking about making money instead of focusing on your studies?" Lin Xu was a bit puzzled.
"I like money," Bai Jiachen admitted.
"You used to like painting, how come you now like money?"
"Who says you can't like both painting and money? They're not mutually exclusive."
"Despite you still being involved in art..."
Lin Xu muttered quietly, only to be heard by Bai Jiachen: "Young Master, those of us involved in art can't live on air and dew. The cost of paint and drawing paper is not cheap. Don't talk about money being vulgar. If it weren't for the 3000 yuan salary, a dignified person like you wouldn't be taking orders from me, would you?"
Lin Xu changed color.
This statement is a bit... heart-wrenching.
The thin atmosphere that had just been accumulated was instantly destroyed by her, but Bai Jiachen didn't feel anything wrong. She clapped her hands and said nonchalantly, "I'm leaving, you should try the car, it's quite fun."
Who wants to play.
Lin Xu stared at the intersection.
A cloud drifted over his head, slowly moving across the roof and merging into the deeper, thicker clouds. Lin Xu's heart also felt wrapped in clouds, suffocating, until Song Yi, disheveled and carrying a backpack, bumped into him.
Two disillusioned men looked at each other and saw the desolation in each other's eyes.
"Playing hooky?" man smirked.
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