Classmate Li Zhuangsheng doesn’t want to be reborn

Li Zhuangsheng will pass by a park on his way from home to school. July is the season when the lotus flowers are particularly red against the sun.

On a whim, he saw a lotus flower blooming by the lake, so he reached out to pick it off, took it back to class, put it in a mineral water bottle filled with water, and then put it on the table to enjoy it by himself, feeling quite satisfied.

Because he suddenly thought of the poem by Zhang Jixian, the 30th generation Taoist master in the Song Dynasty:

It has a faint red color and a delicate fragrance. It is half-open and sent to the mountain house. Just because it is pure and beyond dust, it is like the wind overwhelming all the fragrance.

This trip and feelings actually coincide with the Taoist Heavenly Master, and there are poems to back it up. It's really... so elegant!

As if he had had a soul exchange with this heavenly master that spanned thousands of years, Li Zhuangsheng's middle-class soul was greatly satisfied.

"Is this a lotus?"

Lin Yuehua walked over.

"Yes, I just picked it! Also, please call her Lotus!"

Li Zhuangsheng hummed.

"You grow it well, why do you want to take it off?"

"Tch, what do you know? So, how can a layman like you understand the detached interests of an elegant scholar like us!"

Lin Yuehua ignored Li Zhuangsheng's pretentious expression and just stretched out her hand to caress the petals lovingly.

"It's so beautiful." She couldn't help but say.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you!" Li Zhuangsheng waved his hand.

Lin Yuehua was a little surprised: "Really?"

Li Zhuangsheng nodded nonchalantly and took advantage of the situation to move the flowers to Lin Yuehua's table: "Anyway, we sit together and it doesn't matter which side we put them on. By the way, it can also cultivate a bit of elegance in you!"

Lin Yuehua nodded and gave the flower to Li Zhuangsheng again.

"You don't want it?" Li Zhuangsheng tilted his head.

"Yes, but I'll put it here with you." Lin Yuehua said matter-of-factly, "Put it on my desk to take up space."

"It won't take up much space on my desk!"

"Hmph, it doesn't take up my space anyway." Lin Yuehua hummed.

Damn it, I couldn't get rid of this troublesome thing. Li Zhuangsheng sighed deeply in his heart.

This thing is elegant, but it is really inconvenient to put it on the table. Not only does it take up space, but the water inside can easily spill out.

After class, he found a knife and cut half of the mineral water bottle, so he didn't have to be too careful at last.

This lotus is very interesting. It closes in the morning and evening and opens at noon. I don’t know what kind it is. Lin Yuehua loves this flower very much and changes its water every day.

But this couldn't stop it from getting wilted day by day, until finally, the originally beautiful pink and white petals were completely stained with the color of decay.

Even so, Lin Yuehua still had no intention of throwing it away. But this flower is already dead. Who would keep a dead flower?

After the evening self-study was over, Li Zhuangsheng waited for Lin Yuehua to leave the class and secretly took the flowers out of the water bottle.

He wanted to throw the flowers directly into the trash can, but when he saw the filth and filth inside, he suddenly felt reluctant to let go.

Nature comes and goes clean, so how can it be filthy and fall into ditches?

He sighed inexplicably, took the dead flower downstairs, and gently placed it in the grass, thinking that maybe burying it here would be the best place to end up.

He stood up and left. The evening breeze slightly dispersed the heat in the air, and the moonlight was cold.

The next day, Lin Yuehua found out that the flowers had been thrown away and she was really angry. She said with a straight face, "Where are my flowers?"

Li Zhuangsheng felt a little guilty, but still acted confidently: "Throw it away, what a withered state the flowers have become!"

"Who told you to throw it away? Those are my flowers!"

"I gave it to you!"

"I'm going to be angry!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I will pick another one for you today!"

"Humph!"

Li Zhuangsheng didn't eat lunch, so he made a special trip to the park to pick a new one. But there are no lotus flowers near the shore. The remaining lotus flowers are too far away from the shore and cannot be reached at all.

Reluctantly returning to school before lunch self-study, Li Zhuangsheng reluctantly reported the incident to Lin Yuehua.

"I can't pick it anymore. I'll give you another one next year!"

"Next year, everyone will graduate."

Li Zhuangsheng put the lotus leaf he had picked up on his head and winked in a funny way: "After graduation, it's not goodbye forever. How about I give this lotus leaf to you?"

She curled her lips and said seriously: "Put it on yourself, it looks pretty green."

When Li Zhuangsheng heard this, he hurriedly took off his cuckold. When Lin Yuehua saw this, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Idiot."

Li Zhuangsheng suddenly felt that she looked pretty when she smiled, and her eyes narrowed like crescent moons, very gentle.

He felt an inexplicable suddenness in his heart and actually blushed a little.

He looked away in panic, not knowing why he felt so guilty. As if to cover up his inner panic, Li Zhuangsheng put the lotus leaf on Lin Yuehua's head.

"I'm going to be angry!" Lin Yuehua squinted.

"Hey, don't..."

Li Zhuangsheng took off the lotus leaves from her head and put them on his head, making Lin Yuehua laugh again.

It's really pretty.

Lin Yuehua lay on the table and took a nap, no longer paying attention to Li Zhuangsheng. Li Zhuangsheng had nothing to do, so he secretly took out "Japanese Girls' High School Uniform Illustrated Book" written by Makoto Yasuda and read it. He bought this illustrated book from a bookstore for 40 yuan. It uses illustrations to show the girls' uniforms of various middle schools in Japan, and each illustration has an introduction printed in small print.

The second dimension is not easily accepted in rural schools like Xingpeng, not to mention that the Japanese uniforms in these illustrations show arms and legs, making them easy to laugh at, so Li Zhuangsheng looked at them with extra caution.

But after he became fascinated, he still relaxed his vigilance and heard a faint voice coming from next door.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Yuehua woke up at some point, and a sudden sound almost frightened Li Zhuangsheng's soul out of her mind.

"This, this is not an unhealthy picture... it is a serious popular science atlas, introducing the uniforms of Japanese high school students!" Li Zhuangsheng explained stumblingly.

Lin Yuehua didn't say anything. She took it and turned over a few pages expressionlessly. She didn't scold him as obscene as Li Zhuangsheng imagined.

"It's very nice." Lin Yuehua returned the illustrated book to Li Zhuangsheng.

Li Zhuangsheng felt relieved and joked: "You want to wear it too?"

Lin Yuehua was very frank: "I can buy a few pieces to wear when I go to college. They shouldn't be expensive."

"This is the JK uniform. Oh, it's the uniform for female high school students over there. Are you still wearing the high school uniform when you go to college?"

Lin Yuehua shook her head, but Li Zhuangsheng felt that he should not discourage other people's hobbies. These were called school uniforms, but many of them were suitable for daily wear.

"Ahem, actually it's not impossible to wear this kind of clothes, but only people with thin legs look good in skirts. Do you have thin legs?"

Li Zhuangsheng coughed, thinking that since she was so thin, her legs must be very thin.

Lin Yuehua thought Li Zhuangsheng looked down on her, so she unconvinced and pushed the trouser leg closest to Li Zhuangsheng to her thigh to prove it to Li Zhuangsheng.

Li Zhuangsheng was stunned. Her legs were indeed very thin, but they were not so thin that they were sickly. The surface looks smooth and a bit cold white.

He couldn't help but touch it. It's cool, smooth, and feels great, more comfortable than silk, like touching warm jade.