Chasing You Like a Tenacious Falcon

With the thick clothes, Quan Zhisui was no longer cold, and her mood improved significantly. She not only ignored Zuo Zichen but also Wei Shixu.

When he spoke to her, she put on noise-canceling earplugs.

When he brought her things, she casually placed them on the seat next to her.

When he messaged her, she didn’t even glance at it.

Quan Zhisui demonstrated the pinnacle of revenge through sheer indifference!

She acted as if he didn’t exist, treating him like air.

This was not only torturous but also utterly disheartening, leaving Wei Shixu completely helpless.

She had completely cut him out of her life!

At lunchtime, Ling Ruoyun came to find her.

The long-distance runner often visited Class 1 to hang out with Quan Zhisui and frequently ate meals with her at school.

Both of them had high energy expenditure and ate a lot, so neither judged the other. They were the perfect meal companions.

“I’m going for training camp, ten days!” Ling Ruoyun said between bites.

Quan Zhisui cheered her on: “Do your best! Next time, try to outrun me.”

Ling Ruoyun laughed: “Haha, that’s a bit difficult!”

She was someone who knew her limits.

Quan Zhisui asked, “When are you leaving?”

Ling Ruoyun: “This afternoon, after packing up. Ugh, it’s so annoying. When I come back, I’ll have to catch up on academic classes. Why is everything so annoying!”

Quan Zhisui joined in the complaint: “I’m annoyed too. I have to catch up on all of second-year content while keeping up with third-year classes.”

Ling Ruoyun was surprised: “The regular classes have already started teaching third-year material?”

Quan Zhisui: “Exactly. They’ve finished the first semester of third year and are now teaching the second semester. It’s like they want to cram the entire high school curriculum into the first semester of second year.”

Ling Ruoyun expressed deep sympathy: “Well, good luck to you too.”

Quan Zhisui high-fived her. They both had to shine in their respective fields!

After the first class in the afternoon.

Senior Zi Yin checked out of the hotel and came to Liang High School to say goodbye. She brought the clothes she had bought for Quan Zhisui and placed them in the corner by her seat in the last row. She also slipped her two thousand yuan.

Quan Zhisui reluctantly walked Zi Yin to the school gate.

“Go back now. I’ll visit you again when I have time,” Zi Yin said, patting her head.

Quan Zhisui’s eyes turned red, but she didn’t say anything. She knew this was just a comforting remark. Zi Yin was her master’s prized disciple and had her own family and daughter. The responsibilities and pressures of adulthood were different from the academic stress of a student.

Zi Yin patted her back again and said, “The master has a message for you.”

“What is it?” Quan Zhisui’s eyes lit up.

Zi Yin smiled: “Cultivate in the secular world, the diamond path, no breakthrough without destruction.”

Quan Zhisui was stunned. Her master already knew about her situation.

She hadn’t said a word.

Had her master divined it?

Zi Yin gently stroked her cheek: “Zhisui, Wudang Mountain will always be your home.”

Quan Zhisui blinked hard, trying to hold back her tears.

Her senior left, carrying her guqin and sword.

The moment Quan Zhisui turned around, large tears began to fall.

The class bell had already rung, but she didn’t return to the classroom. Instead, she sat on a bench under the teaching building, lost in thought.

The past two days and one night felt like a dream. Her senior’s warmth had been so fleeting!

In the classroom.

It was math class, and Qian Ya was enthusiastically teaching from the third-year textbook, getting more excited the harder the problems became.

She had no idea that the students below were on the verge of passing out.

The high school math in Jiangsu Province was notoriously difficult, practically incomprehensible!

Wei Shixu wasn’t paying attention. He had already mastered all the high school curriculum. Instead, he gazed out the window, looking at the bench below the teaching building.

The cold wind was blowing outside, but she wasn’t cold anymore, wearing the sweater her senior had bought for her.

She seemed so lost, sitting on the bench for a long time.

Finally, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she raised her hand to wipe her face with her sleeve.

“This formula! Everyone, pay attention! You must memorize this formula!” Qian Ya was emphatically highlighting key points on the blackboard.

Wei Shixu suddenly stood up and walked out.

Qian Ya’s excited expression faded as she asked in surprise, “Wei Shixu, where are you going?”

“I’m not feeling well,” he said, already disappearing into the hallway.

Qian Ya continued teaching but couldn’t help wondering.

Wei Shixu was somewhat special at Liang High. He didn’t do homework or pay much attention in class, but his grades were exceptionally good, so the teachers left him alone.

However, he seemed to have a peculiar attachment to the school. Even though he didn’t need to study, he showed up on time every day, sitting through every class as if it were a formality.

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Kong Mingze, who had been sleeping in the back row, suddenly opened his eyes, looking around with concern.

Zhuge Ying, sitting in the front row, turned around and glanced at the empty seat in the last row.

……

On the bench.

Quan Zhisui’s face was scrunched up as she cried. This was the second time she had cried since coming to Liangxi.

The last time was because she was hungry.

She wasn’t afraid of hardship or the bullying from the Zuo family, but her senior’s brief visit and departure had left her heartbroken.

And she missed her master.

She longed to return to the small forest behind Wudang Mountain, to the modest and somewhat dilapidated Martial Arts School. She had planted so many Sedum lineare and Sedum spectabile in the backyard, making the small courtyard especially beautiful!

She wondered if her fellow disciples had been watering her little plants in her absence.

At this thought, Quan Zhisui raised her sleeve to wipe her tears again.

Suddenly, a shadow fell beside her, and a hand holding a tissue appeared.

“Using your sleeve? That’s not very hygienic.”

Wei Shixu didn’t sit down. He just stood there, watching her cry until her sleeve was soaked from wiping her tears.

Quan Zhisui quickly wiped her face with her sleeve, stood up, and walked away without looking at him.

She would never accept a tissue from Wei Shixu!

Wei Shixu looked up at the trees above the bench. Their yellow leaves fluttered down with the gentle breeze.

Damn it, he felt like crying too!

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Two days later.

Another transfer student arrived at Liang High. She was a sports student named Lu Qin, assigned to Class 8.

Lu Qin became famous almost immediately. On her first day, during the first break, she walked from one end of the U-shaped teaching building to the farthest end, reaching Class 1.

“Hi, I’m looking for Wei Shixu,” she said with a smile, asking a classmate by the window to relay the message.

At that moment, Quan Zhisui, Zhuge Ying, and Kong Mingze were eating snacks in a corner of the hallway. Hearing this, Kong Mingze and Zhuge Ying immediately turned to look.

Only Quan Zhisui showed no reaction, opening another pack of crackers.

Crunch, crunch!

The classmate by the window was surprised. It had been a long time since any girl had come looking for Wei Shixu, ever since Quan Zhisui had appeared.

But the classmate still turned toward the front corner and called out, “Wei Shixu! Someone’s here to see you!”

Wei Shixu glanced outside, waved his hand, and went back to watching a movie.

The classmate shrugged at Lu Qin: “Sorry, he’s busy. Haha.”

But Lu Qin remained calm and composed. She smiled and said, “Could you tell him that I have something I’d like him to pass on to Old Mr. Wei Jingsan?”

The classmate was taken aback. This time, he didn’t shout. Instead, he walked over to Wei Shixu’s seat to relay the message.

Not long after, Wei Shixu stepped out of the classroom.

He stood two meters away, sizing up Lu Qin, and asked, “You have something for my grandfather?”

This was certainly unusual.

Lu Qin didn’t move, maintaining the safe distance Wei Shixu had established. She took out a small wooden box, about the size of a phone, and handed it to him.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Hello, Wei Shixu. My name is Lu Qin. Twelve years ago, there was an accident at my kindergarten. Your grandfather’s private rescue team was the first to arrive and pulled me from the rubble. He saved my life.”

“Now that I’ve grown up, I found out that we’re in the same school and the same grade. I was so happy!”

“Could you please pass this small gift on to your grandfather for me?”

As she spoke, many people by the window leaned out to watch.

Hearing this, everyone was visibly surprised.

A girl saved by Wei Shixu’s grandfather twelve years ago had transferred to his school, and now they were meeting to pass on a gift.

It felt like fate!