Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

Lu Yan actually wanted to not come to school today. He had often skipped classes before, but he felt that he would be inferior to Xu Meir if he didn't come today.

Yes, he had already found out that the girl's name was Xu Meir.

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt. After knowing that Xu Meir was in Class A of Senior 3, he had already decided where to meet her after school.

During the entire day's classes, the students in Class E of Senior 3 were very well-behaved and didn't even dare to move. The teachers were stunned by Class E's performance today, and more than one teacher praised them.

The students in Class E wanted to cry but had no tears. Who could understand? The school bully didn't skip classes, sleep, or fight today. He just sat on the chair with an expressionless face, and stared at anyone who made a sound with a sinister look. Who could resist this?

In Class A's classroom, Xu Meir was taking notes seriously, writing every stroke as if she was treating some treasure. She looked at the teacher who was writing furiously at the podium without blinking.

After class, Xu Meir looked out the window with a distant gaze, and some things that had been buried deep in her memory vaguely revealed some outlines.

Although she has a college diploma in reality, she has never had any other schooling experience other than college, especially high school, a scene she has seen countless times in her dreams.

Without any reason, she inexplicably recalled the past.

Sometimes you always feel that the past has long gone like smoke, but suddenly at some moment it resurfaces, hitting your heart violently and won't let you feel at peace.

The bell rang, Xu Meir turned her head to look at the blackboard again and began to listen to the class carefully.

After school, Xu Meir put on her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom alone.

It was a dark night and students were swarming towards the school gate. Xu Meir was hidden in the crowd and was not conspicuous.

A pair of strong hands pulled Xu Meir away from the crowd and walked her behind a big tree.

Lu Yan carefully observed the girl's expression and was disappointed to find that she was still expressionless. "Why don't you react at all?"

The girl looked at him without saying anything.

Lu Yan got angry all of a sudden: "Look at your attitude. You said you like me, but how can you say you like me?!"

The girl looked up at him and answered slowly, "Teach me how to not be angry."

Lu Yan turned his head away: "Do you still need me to teach you this? Aren't you a top student? Study hard on your own."

The girl hummed and nodded.

Obviously, Lu Yan came to cause trouble for Xu Meir, but compared to causing trouble for her, he didn't want to see her calm look.

It seemed as if he couldn't move her emotions at all, and what she said about liking him was just casual talk. He hated that feeling.

"Well," Lu Yan said awkwardly, "Write me a few love letters first. I heard that this is what you should do if you like someone."

He said this in a tone of "it's your honor", but he looked at her hurriedly, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, as if he was afraid of her rejection.

After hearing this, Xu Meir frowned. Why is falling in love so complicated?

Seeing the girl frowning, Lu Yan was annoyed: "Didn't you say you liked me? How can you say you like me if you don't even want to write a love letter?!"

The girl hesitated, but finally nodded.

Lu Yan became visibly cheerful: "Write carefully, I will check it later."

Before the girl could say anything, the boy ran away, and soon, he disappeared.

As the girl's eyes moved, her dazed look disappeared. Hmm, a love letter, she seemed to have never written one before. How should she write it?

Lu Yan forced himself to stop his running legs. Damn it, why was he running so hard?

Also, he was clearly trying to save face, but what was he doing? Why did he bring up the love letter for no apparent reason? The little bully Lu Yan once again wanted to strangle himself to death a few minutes ago.

Until he went to bed, he was still thinking about the conversation between him and Xu Meir. He felt a little embarrassed when thinking about the love letter tomorrow, but he couldn't help but think about what she would write to him, when would she give it to him, and how would she give it to him?

Lu Yan was unwilling to admit that there was actually a slight expectation in his heart.