He told himself not to take it seriously, but that night, Xiao Jinyu suffered from insomnia. As a result, Xia Lin was surprised to find dark circles under Xiao Jinyu's eyes the next day.
Noticing Xia Lin's gaze on his eye area, Xiao Jinyu coughed and said, "Come on, Xia Lin. Insomnia is a normal thing."
Xia Lin shook his head. "No way, Jinyu. You can't underestimate insomnia. It's really uncomfortable. Oh right, I saw a pillow in a store on Huarong Street the other day that's very effective for insomnia. I'll pick one up on my way back from school today. You might as well give it a try."
After saying this, Xia Lin glanced at his phone, took a hasty bite of his toast, and rushed out for school.
Before leaving, Xia Lin shouted, "Jinyu, remember to take a nap. You'll need your energy this afternoon!"
Xiao Jinyu smiled helplessly. It felt so good to be cared about. To be more precise, it felt really good to be cared about by someone he liked!
Although he felt at ease and happy at home, Xia Lin had been having a tough time at school recently. In the new semester of his sophomore year, there were awards and merit evaluations. Due to Xia Lin's special family situation, his grades were almost the same as a certain boy's, but in the end, the highest - level scholarship, the National Scholarship, was given to Xia Lin.
That boy was always dissatisfied. What annoyed him the most about Xia Lin was that the girl he liked had feelings for Xia Lin. This boy came from a well - off family and had many so - called buddies in school. So, his constant targeting of Xia Lin had indeed caused Xia Lin a lot of trouble.
For example, one day after school, when Xia Lin came out of the restroom, he saw that boy and two of his lackeys standing at the door. As soon as they saw him, they closed the door.
"What's so important that you guys have to corner me in the restroom?" Xia Lin was really fed up with these boys. Although he put on a fearless act, he was actually a bit nervous inside because he didn't know how to fight.
Zhang Haike sneered. "Xia Lin, you'd better voluntarily give up the National Scholarship!"
Just as he expected! "No way! This is my honor. Why should I give it up? You're daydreaming!"
Zhang Haike flew into a rage. "Your honor? Bullshit! Our grades are almost the same! Just because your parents died and the teachers feel sorry for you, they give this scholarship to you! Why? Because your parents are dead?"
These words were really too much. Xia Lin's face darkened immediately. He felt a surge of boundless anger welling up inside him. The death of his parents had always been a pain in his heart, and this Zhang Haike dared to insult them so brazenly. How could he bear it!
In a fit of rage, Xia Lin punched Zhang Haike in the face. Strangely enough, Zhang Haike didn't fight back. Instead, he laughed. "You're done for." His words made Xia Lin's heart skip a beat. He looked at the other two boys and found that they had just recorded the scene of him punching Zhang Haike.
Xia Lin was stunned for a moment and then got even angrier. The veins on his forehead bulged. He grabbed Zhang Haike by the collar and demanded, "You deliberately provoked me?"
Zhang Haike jeered, "Do you think I'd really fight you? How stupid! Let's go. I'm starving!"
Xia Lin wanted to grab their phones, but he was no match for the three of them. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the three of them left triumphantly.
I'm so stupid! Xia Lin thought. But if it happened all over again, he'd still punch Zhang Haike for the sake of his parents!