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  Rong Ling was very busy, so busy that Lin Meng woke up again and couldn't see him. However, Rong Ling left her a letter, which he placed on the headboard. She picked it up and took a look, and it was his handwriting, which was like a dragon flying in the sky, bold and full of overbearing aura.

  Remember to apply ointment on the wound on your wrist three times a day, the ointment is placed at the head of the bed.

  You seemed to enjoy last night's dessert, so let the kitchen make some more for you.

  If you're bored, you can watch a home theater, think about what you want to see, customer service will arrange it for you, or go online.

  I'll come back tonight and have dinner with you, think carefully about what we want to eat!

  This is going to let her take charge!

  Lin Meng held the note that revealed a domineering and gentle tone, and couldn't help but laugh softly to herself, looking a bit silly. The grievances of last night had all been swept away.

  Around 10 o'clock, someone sent over some flowers and said they were from Rong Ling.

  She took over the small potted plant in surprise, looking at the white one that looked like snowflakes and the green one that resembled jade, curiously asking: "What's this called?"

  The maid who was specially serving the presidential suite smiled and replied: "Lilac, a very pure flower, suits you well."

  Lin Meng's face turned slightly red with praise, and she saw the maid off, closing the door behind her. Immediately afterwards, she floated lightly to the tea table, intently staring at a small potted plant called Ling Lan. The thick leaves, a vibrant green, gently wrapped around the slender stem of the tiny flowers, silently guarding them.

  Lin Meng counted, and there were eight small flowers on the stem, all growing on one side, each like a shy little bride, wearing white wedding veils, bowing their heads, waiting for others' pity. The white flower buds faced downwards, resembling small bells or wind chimes, extremely beautiful, with a bright, jade-like luster, uniquely lovely.

  Lin Meng didn't dare to reach out and touch it, afraid that she might accidentally knock off the small white flower in the shape of a tiny bell. She smiled happily and leaned in close to the string of flowers, gently taking a sniff. The faint fragrance was refreshing and elegant. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. And this was a potted plant, so it should be able to be kept, right? This white lily shouldn't wither easily like that bare-branched white rose did.

  "Hehe..."

  It must be his compensation for her!

  Last night, he threw away her white rose!

  The floor was covered with luxurious and expensive carpets, so Lin Meng lay on the floor, propping up her chin, staring at Ling Lan with great interest, and this look lasted for more than an hour, until lunch.

  The doorbell rang again, and she ran over excitedly. Through the peephole installed next to the door, she took a look and was taken aback - it was that girl from yesterday who looked like a noble princess, whose name seemed to be He Ya!

  She pressed the reply button.

  "Hello!" A soft and sweet voice came from outside the door. "I'm looking for Brother Rong!"

  "He's not here."

  He Yaqi frowned and said "Oh" in a commanding tone: "Let me go in!"

  This is Rong Ling's friend, Lin Meng didn't want to offend either of them, so he immediately opened the door and invited He Ya in.

  He Yada swaggered around the room, seemingly admiring the setup of the presidential suite. Lin Meng stood to one side, feeling somewhat awkward and unsure how to speak to her. After a moment's thought, she forced a smile and asked: "Are you thirsty? I'll get you a bottle of juice."

  "It's unnecessary!" He Ya's tone was very cold, her refusal also carried a hint of chill.

  "This suite is really good!" She made such a judgment as if she were an expert, and then her almond eyes stared straight at Lin Meng, with a sharpness hidden in them, and a natural look of superiority on her face.

  "I heard you're from Fourth Middle School?"

  Lin Meng was taken aback for a moment and nodded. She indeed was a student of J City Fourth Middle School, but she didn't expect that this girl who had just taken a photo with her yesterday would know.

  He Ya's eyes sparkled, and she suddenly wiped the disdain off her face, smiled slightly, changed her expression like a Sichuan opera actor changing masks, and a hint of intimacy flowed out on her face.

  "So you really are a student of Fourth Middle School!"

  It seems that "fourth" is a very enchanting word, which can bring her and Lin Meng closer.

  "Rong Gege used to be a student at Fourth Middle School too, you two really have fate, hehe..."

  Lin Meng was slightly surprised, and her pale face flushed with a faint blush as He Ya spoke to her in such a joking manner. Alma mater, alma mater, it's like a motherly school, and students who come out of it will always unconsciously feel close to each other when they find out the other person is from the same school, probably because of the "same mother". Upon hearing that Rong Ling was from the same school as her, Lin Meng felt a thread of sweetness she herself hadn't noticed, and suddenly felt a little closer to him.

  "So many years have passed, the Fourth Middle School should have changed a lot... " He Ya seemed to be muttering unintentionally, and was heard by Lin Meng, who immediately responded. "Yes, it has changed a lot, several new buildings have been built in recent years!"

  "Really?!" He Ya murmured again, her mind seeming to wander afar, gazing at Lin Meng's eyes, as if also seeing through her, looking elsewhere.

  "Have you been there before?" Lin Meng asked curiously.

  He Yaqing's eyes flashed, and she smiled, but didn't respond. Instead, she suddenly said: "I have to go!"

  As she spoke, she didn't care about Lin Meng's reaction and walked towards the door by herself. Lin Meng hurriedly followed her to see her off. At the doorway, He Ya suddenly added: "Things have changed, you should go back to your alma mater to take a look."

  The voice was very soft, as if it were only a whisper on the lips, but somehow Lin Meng could hear it. Before Lin Meng had time to ponder the deeper meaning of He Ya's words, He Ya had already closed the door and left. Leaving Lin Meng alone, kneeling on the carpet again, staring at that one thriving, delicate orchid, lost in thought.

  In the evening, Rong Ling came as promised and took Lin Meng to eat another meal of steamed buns at Yu Jin Restaurant. Lin Meng had a special fondness for the steamed buns at Yu Jin Restaurant, and since eating them once before, she couldn't stop thinking about them. Today, she finally got to eat them again. This also indirectly showed that this girl was someone who cherished old memories.

  Biting the last small bun, Lin Meng hesitated and hesitated again, and finally spoke out the idea that had been lingering in her mind when Rong Ling took a wet wipe to wipe her hands.

  "Do you... want to go take a look at my school?!"

  Some abruptness, provoking Rong Ling's raised eyebrows. Lin Meng hurriedly smiled and looked at him sweetly. "I'm also a student of Fourth Middle School, the school has changed a lot compared to a few years ago!"

  Rong Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, under Lin Meng's shining gaze, she remained silent for a moment before... gently nodding her head. On Lin Meng's face, a big smile immediately reappeared. Indeed, speaking out was the right thing to do. In that case, Lin Meng could be considered a good tour guide too.

  This time, Rong Ling drove the car himself, with Lin Meng sitting in the passenger seat. It was already 8 o'clock at night, and the peak traffic hour had passed, so there weren't many cars on the road. The sleek and agile black Porsche sped along the road like a black leopard, quickly arriving at Lin Meng's school - Fourth Middle School!

  "I... can I not get off the car?" Although Rong Ling had parked the car outside the school, she was also afraid that if she got off the car, she might be seen by her classmates. At this time, it was exactly the time when high school students were having their evening self-study session, and it was possible that some of her classmates would come out to buy snacks.

  Rong Ling didn't say anything, but he didn't move either, which seemed like tacit consent.

  Lin Meng's mood was good, seeing the familiar campus made her feel affectionate. The school had streetlights on, and each teaching building had students and teachers inside, so most of them were lit up. The dark night didn't hinder the view of these buildings at all; instead, their sharp edges, made of cold steel and concrete, became softer in the dim light, making people feel more intimate with them.

  Lin Meng didn't mind Rong Ling's silence too much, and as fellow alumni, she felt her whole body become lighter, her cheeks slightly red, and her emotions somewhat stirred up as she explained the school's layout to Rong Ling. Chattering away, she became unusually talkative, with a light and enthusiastic tone, like a little girl desperately introducing her treasures to a newly made good friend in hopes of gaining their favor!

  Rong Ling listened, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. The streetlights outside shone through the car window and onto his face, making this angular face look somewhat obscure. Lin Meng didn't notice, and continued to explain excitedly.

  "See that seven-story building? That was built last year, specifically for third-year students. Usually, we first and second-year students can't get close to it, probably so as not to affect their college entrance exams..."

  ……

  "That building with the iron triangle on top is also newly built, um... I think it's been two or three years now, it's the library. I heard that when it was first built, the book collection wasn't complete, so the school encouraged students to donate their unused books, and at that time, many people donated. Later, this book donation became a tradition of the school... Hmm, after we finish our freshman year, there should be another book donation activity..."

  ……

  "Hey, have you seen the tallest building? It's thirteen floors high! It's our school's only elevator building, and it's the gymnasium. Inside, there's a swimming pool, an indoor basketball court, a volleyball court... But it's not usually open to students. The art students get to go in often though. There are lots of classrooms set up just for them, like one whole floor is just piano rooms! I went once and it was huge, with tons of pianos laid out! Hey, Rong Ling, do you know what our school is most famous for?"

  She smiled and withdrew her gaze from the outside, turning to look at Rong Ling. In the darkness, Rong Ling's profile was tense, exuding a cold aura that was completely different from his usual leisurely demeanor. He didn't seem to be infected by her joy at all, and instead furrowed his brow, his tightly clenched jaw revealing a hint of suppressed impatience, which made the smile on her lips gradually fade away.

  She felt as if she had done something wrong!

  "You... don't you like listening?"

  His silence was something that Lin Meng could never guess, making her feel embarrassed, awkward and at a loss.

  She lowered her head slightly, and the joy that had just surged in her heart retreated quickly, like a defeated clown. She pulled up a smile to wave away the loneliness, opening her mouth to whisper softly, because she needed to see it through from start to finish.

  "Our school is most famous for its piano department. Every year several excellent students go to Vienna... you may know that!"

  The piano fame of the fourth middle school has been around for a long time, and since Rong Ling was also a student at this school, he must have known it too. Lin Meng felt that his previous question was simply stupid! This eager-to-share heart is truly foolish!

  Her voice was low, but it had enough killing power to make Rong Ling tense up instantly. It seemed that Lin Meng's words had stimulated him, and he could no longer bear it. He shifted gears, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and slightly turned the steering wheel. The car shot out like an arrow off a bowstring. Lin Meng was caught off guard, fortunately, she was wearing her seatbelt, otherwise, she would have definitely crashed into the door.

  His movements were abrupt and violent. She didn't understand where she had offended him, provoking such a fierce reaction from him. After calming down, her heart returned to its normal place, and only then did she turn her head to look at him. Then, her heartbeat stopped abruptly. The bright neon lights flashing by on the road finally illuminated Rong Ling's face, and she finally saw the gloominess on his face.

  It was obvious that he was angry, and his anger was seething. Unlike the exposed anger of last night, at this moment, his anger was suppressed, hidden, and accumulated in his body, not showing on the surface, so it made him exude an aura that warned people to stay away, even his handsome face revealed a dark and icy atmosphere.

  Lin Meng fell silent, his silence filled with unease and trepidation. The current him was ten times more terrifying than when he had beaten Gao Xi that day, she couldn't even imagine what would happen if she accidentally provoked him again, or what ability she would have to avoid his wrath.