Yu Xing

The light shines through the dark curtains, and there was a slight afternoon fragrance.

The room was quiet.

Yu Xing woke up from a brief lunch break, facing the off-white ceiling, her eyes half-open and half-closed.

A minute later, she woke up with her thoughts entirely clear. She took up half a cup of chilly water from the table and sipped it, and her throat felt considerably cooler and more comfortable. Recently, the autumn air has been extremely dry.

Yu Xing grabbed her spectacles and went into the bathroom to wash her face, wiping away the moist drops before proceeding in an orderly manner.

Put the fringe down, combed them perfectly after drying, and cover the entire forehead like a heavy curtain. Wore the awkward black-rimmed glasses, which covered her eyes and pressed on her nose like a mountain. Styled her mid-length hair straight and pulled them down from the sides of her face. Yu Xing glanced at herself in the mirror.

It is not aesthetically pleasant. She raised her hand and slapped both her cheeks for a few times. Yu Xing went out of the restroom satisfied, wearing a solemn and somewhat dull demeanor. She made the bed, put on the school jacket, and grab the notebook all in one move.

When the room's door opened, another door appeared on the opposite side.

Yu Xing walked out of the dormitory, closed the door behind her, stood, and took a long breath. She's only been there for less than two months and am still getting used to things.

Is it because it's a place where money is piled up? The air in the sky is different from that in other areas.

…

The class started at 2:15. Yu Xing walked from the girls' dormitory to the senior high school's second-year teaching building, where there were few students in the third grade. Most of them are not completely there yet and it's quite natural. Every day, children from wealthy homes are "busy" with a variety of activities. Reading is only one among many.

Like the students dormitory, regardless of gender, at least half of the dormitory remains vacant for an extended period of time. The remainder occasionally lives on campus and frequently returns late or not.

Yu Xing finds the pen and file on duty as she prepares for the afternoon class.

A leg stretched diagonally behind her, kicking the leg of her desk.

"Hey—"

Yu Xing turned her head to see, squeezed her chin, and pursed her lips quietly.

"Huh?"

"Wait, I'll look for it." said Qiu Huini's deskmate while rummaging their bags.

Qiu Huini sighed slowly. When she noticed Yu Xing observing, she frowned and glared back: "What are you looking at, nerd?"

"found it." The same workbooks was in her hand, "Here."

Qiu Huini grabbed it and flung it to Yu Xing, saying, "Hurry up."

Yu Xing however, leaned down and returned the two workbooks to Qiu Huini's table after inserting a paper into one of the workbook.

"The parts of the last class assignment are written on it, you can copy it yourself." She said calmly, as if she wasn't irritated or had any mood swings, and then stood up, "I'm still on duty."

"It's really hard to ask you to copy homework," said Qiu Huini, rolling her eyes and puckering her lips.

"Let her copy it next time, why be angry with a coward?" spoke a friend sitting in the back.

She was branded a coward once, and a nerd once, but Yu Xing just dropped her head and left the classroom looking incredibly sincere.

….

Walking under the corridor covered in fall vines, Yu Xing looked at the screen on her cell phone as she left the senior high school's second-year teaching building.

Unread, there's her aunt's usual concern: [How was your lunch? Are you friendly with your classmates?]

Immediately, the sweet eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses are revealed. Word by word, Yu Xing answered, saying, [I'm very full! I really like the dishes in the cafeteria today, I even had two bowls!]

Regarding the second query, well…

[Everyone was really easy to get along with; just now, a classmate asked whether I wanted to borrow the workbook so that I could study. It was so nice of her!]

My aunt quickly replied, [That's good, take care of yourself.]

She also didn't forgot to remind, [Remember to say thank you the next time.]

This…

Yu Xing's expression remained unchanged and she responded, [Okay.]

There is no more time. She hurriedly ended the brief conversation:

[I miss you too today! =￣ω￣=]

She put away the phone, hasten her pace, turn left and right, traverse the massive playground, the "long journey" is difficult to complete, and eventually she arrive at the school gate.

The duty and security rooms are located on the left and right sides of the gate, with one ensuring safety and the other managing discipline.

Yu Xing bowed, "sorry, I'm late."

No, it was three minutes earlier than expected. However, since the other person is already on duty and they arrived earlier than her, it's courteous to say so.

Fan Xiangxiang clearly did not want to be nice, so she stopped looking at her when she averted her gaze and bowed her head to rummage through the duty file in front of her.

For more than a month, they were always together while on duty. Fan Xiangxiang rarely arrived so early, so today is an unusual sight.

In fact, even though it was said to be on duty, it was simply a formality. If you were at another school, you might catch someone who was late. But who could get caught in Lintian Private School? Or who even dare to arrest?

The father provided a library, the mother donated an art facility, and when the grandfather was satisfied, the track on the sports playground was reconstructed. If they were dissatisfied with the construction, they will just give a school gymnasium.

In a place like this where there are so many wealthy children, it is impossible to find the norm.