Writing with the Left Hand

Wen Heng: "…Boss, it can't be…"

"It was a mistake, a mistake…" Xu Li smiled awkwardly and retracted her hand. "However, it's fine if you like Qingqing. The next time I see you taking advantage of her, I'll break your legs."

Wen Heng nodded repeatedly. "I understand."

In the classroom, Meng Qingqing's hands went numb and she woke up with a start. She was still a little groggy after just waking up. She wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and narrowed her eyes as she looked around. "Xu Li?"

Xu Li nodded and entered the classroom. "Okay, pack up. Let's go home."

"Alright!" Meng Qingqing stood up abruptly. She took out her bag from her desk and stuffed her homework into it.

Xu Li looked at Wen Heng, who was still standing there in a daze, and patted him on the shoulder. "If you like someone, you have to grow up to be able to protect her. True love is not just about being together, but about responsibility and the future."

"Hey, Wen Heng, you haven't gone back yet?" Meng Qingqing came out with two schoolbags and handed Xu Li's to her. "Let's go, I'm starving."

Xu Li smiled and patted her head. "To make it up to you, I'll treat you to dinner."

"Alright, I want to eat hotpot. There's another hotpot restaurant on the pedestrian street…" Meng Qingqing held Xu Li's arm and chattered.

Xu Li and Wen Heng looked at each other. Wen Heng nodded at her.

That night, after Xu Li finished her homework, she stayed up late to finish Lu Peian's test papers. She put down her pen and yawned. Suddenly, her gaze fell on the magazine on the table. She paused for a moment and reached out to take the magazine. Her gaze was fixed on the book, but after a while, her mind wandered. Although she had been elaborate to Wen Heng today, she was not any better than Wen Heng. After all, she did not even understand how she was feeling about Lu Peian.

As Meng Qingqing was prattling about the weekend, Friday finally arrived. As soon as school ended, Meng Qingqing became excited. She hugged Xu Li's arm and shook it. "Xu Li, tomorrow is my birthday. It's my birthday! My birthday!"

"Got it." Xu Li stroked her head in amusement. "I have an exam tomorrow, so I might be a little late."

"Huh? What exam?" Meng Qingqing was a little disappointed.

Xu Li said, "It's a math competition. It's not that important. It's fine if I don't go."

Meng Qingqing immediately widened her eyes. "No, no. You have to take the exam and get first place for me. Then, I can go out and show off!"

Xu Li said, "Alright, then I'll get you first place!"

However, Meng Qingqing would not let Xu Li off so easily. She asked her to buy a lot of delicious food as compensation.

At midnight, Xu Li sent a happy birthday to Meng Qingqing. Meng Qingqing replied instantly. She even tried to find out what gift Xu Li had prepared for her. Xu Li only said that she would know the next day, which piqued Meng Qingqing's curiosity.

The next day, Xu Li arrived at the examination venue early in the morning. In order to go straight to Meng Qingqing's birthday party after the examination, she even brought her watch.

Lu Peian arrived earlier than Xu Li. The exam venue had not opened yet. He leaned against the wall outside the classroom and flipped through the test papers casually. He looked listless, probably because he had woken up too early. His eyelids were drooping…

Xu Li walked over and greeted Lu Peian. Then, she placed her bag on the table outside the classroom. When she saw Lu Peian's right hand, Xu Li was shocked. "Why isn't your hand healed yet?"

Lu Peian's right hand was still a little bruised. Although it was not as swollen as before, it had been so long and it had not subsided.

"I'm fine." Lu Peian flexed his fingers, his movements a little stiff.

Xu Li pursed her lips. "Can you hold a pen?"

Lu Peian: "Yes."

Xu Li's seat was in Group One, and Lu Peian was next to her. After the exam started, Xu Li finally understood what Lu Peian meant by 'yes'. At first, he held the pen in his right hand and tried it. It was probably not smooth, so he switched to his left hand. Then, under Xu Li's surprised gaze, he started to write smoothly.

Xu Li: "…"

After the exam, Xu Li could not help but stop Lu Peian and ask, "If you can write with your left hand, why did you still want me to help you write the exam papers?"

"Didn't you want to help me copy my homework?" Lu Peian tilted his head in confusion. "You said that you would return the favor when you borrowed my homework. I was afraid that you would be embarrassed, so I agreed."

Xu Li was speechless. She held her forehead helplessly.