Chapter 392: The Gun God’s Self-blame

Lu Yuanqiu finished writing and put down his pen: “Okay, go ahead.”

Zhong Jincheng poked his head out to take a look, looking somewhat alert: “What are you writing?”

Lu Yuanqiu showed him the contents of this page.

“Teacher Miaomiao said that every time someone comes to talk to me, I simply make a record with the date and name. Don’t worry, I won’t write anything private about you.”

Zhong Jincheng nodded. He glanced at Finkel who was playing games in the dormitory, and Xu Siyang who was meditating on the bed, and said to Lu Yuanqiu, “Let’s talk in the corridor.”

Lu Yuanqiu looked at him strangely. What could be so mysterious?

The two came to the window at the end of the corridor. Zhong Jincheng sighed and was about to tell his thoughts when Lu Yuanqiu interrupted: “Wait!”

Zhong Jincheng looked at him suspiciously, but Lu Yuanqiu suddenly smiled like a robot, looking straight ahead with a serious expression, spreading his hands and said, “You can share the joys and sorrows of life with me in words. I am willing to be a collector of your emotions~”

After saying this, he signaled: “Okay, go ahead.”

“No, you…what the hell are you doing?!” Zhong Jincheng was stunned, and then he looked around in fear: “Are there any pinhole cameras around? Why are you suddenly advertising? Are you filming “The World of Zhongmen”? “

Lu Yuanqiu leaned against the wall expressionlessly and explained to him, “This is what Teacher Miaomiao taught me. She told me to say this to everyone who came to talk to me. She said that since these people trust me and are willing to tell me their secrets, I must live up to their trust… I think what she said makes sense.”

Zhong Jincheng’s expression was dull for a moment, and he also leaned against the wall like him: “Teacher Miaomiao is really as gentle and lovely as before.”

He continued, “It’s not really a serious matter, just a casual chat… Your third sister should have relayed my words to Luo Wei.”

Lu Yuanqiu took out his cell phone and showed it to him.

Zhong Jincheng turned his head.

『Third sister』: I have completed the task assigned by my younger brother!

Zhong Jincheng nodded, and then he got down to business: “I met Luo Wei again yesterday at noon. This time she didn’t run away when she saw me, but came over to apologize to me.”

“She also said… she was bullied by an elder relative when she was a child, and that’s why she fell into depravity. In her opinion, this depravity was probably her brain’s self-protection mechanism, which made her not feel so painful every time she thought about her past experiences. But she always did her own things and never had any contact with boys…”

Lu Yuanqiu listened quietly and couldn’t help but ask: “This is her private matter, can you tell me?”

Zhong Jincheng frowned and nodded: “I know I shouldn’t tell anyone else, but I’ve been holding this matter in my heart for a whole day and I don’t have the energy to do anything else. If no one can listen to me, I feel like I’m going to explode.”

Lu Yuanqiu asked tentatively: “Are you blaming yourself?”

“That should be the case…” Zhong Jincheng lowered his head and scratched his hair in annoyance.

No wonder everyone has started to check in to quit masturbation… Lu Yuanqiu thought of the post he posted on the forum.

Lu Yuanqiu asked: “After she told you all this, what did you say?”

Zhong Jincheng seemed to be paralyzed in an instant, and became listless, as if Lu Yuanqiu’s question had hit the nail on the head for him.

“I stood there like a fool, saying nothing, not even a word of comfort. After she finished her story and left, I was still standing there like an idiot… I gave in, damn!”

Lu Yuanqiu nodded: “So you… still blame yourself, feel a little sorry for her, and want to make some compensation?”

Zhong Jincheng looked at him: “Or… can we ease the relationship a little bit? I feel like she won’t talk to me anymore… Since she said so, I will never be mean to her again.” Lu Yuanqiu thought for a moment and murmured: “So your problem is, if you want to be a normal friend with her again, you should be a little nicer to her and make up for it appropriately…”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Zhong Jincheng nodded frantically.

Lu Yuanqiu suggested: “How about you invite her to watch your performance on the day of the welcome party? Make the invitation a little more formal.”

Zhong Jincheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then suddenly laughed: “Yeah! This invitation is quite normal, she shouldn’t mind it… Hey, I’ll try to add her QQ again and see if I can add her.”

After he said that, he ran happily towards his dormitory.

Looking at his back as he left, Lu Yuanqiu smiled as he stood by the window, then lowered his head and wrote on the second page of his notebook:
2. October 2011, 10, Zhong Jincheng, the gun god’s self-blame.

The wind from the window blew the notebook to turn the pages to the third page. Lu Yuanqiu wrote the serial number 3 on the third page in advance.

……

The next day was also the fifth day of the National Day holiday.

“Xia Yiwan Noodles” has successfully recruited two new delivery students, one of whom is Azhen. Because the dormitories of the students who order meals are divided into male and female dormitories, and it is not easy for boys to enter the female dormitory, they simply recruited a girl who can share the workload of delivering meals.

As for the other boy who delivered the food, he was a Taoist priest introduced by the uncle.

This surprised Lu Yuanqiu a little, because the Taoist priest didn’t seem to be short of money.

However, since Lu Yuanqiu and Finkel were both members of a band in Dormitory 401 and they usually spent more time together, the uncle naturally spent more time with the Taoist priest.

Therefore, the relationship between the two of them in the dormitory is much closer. I guess the Taoist priest came here to work part-time probably to keep the uncle company.

At noon, Lu Yuanqiu arrived at the Renjian Fireworks Restaurant. The Taoist priest and Azhen were walking towards him, each carrying a pile of orders. After Lu Yuanqiu greeted them, he walked towards Bai Qingxia who was standing at the counter.

“What’s the matter? Why do you have to meet and talk about it?” Lu Yuanqiu asked.

He casually took the bill from Bai Qingxia’s hand and took a look at it. He found that the handwriting on it was densely packed and difficult to understand. He guessed that Bai Qingxia had her own way of keeping accounts.

“I’m going to go home.”

Bai Qingxia looked at him.

“Why?” Lu Yuanqiu put the bill down.

Bai Qingxia lowered her head, tugged at the cap of the fountain pen in her hand, and murmured, “Aunt Zhang called last night and said that my father suddenly cried and called my name while eating… I have never been separated from my father for so long.”

Lu Yuanqiu: “Okay, let’s go back together. I’ll find someone to take us back.”

Bai Qingxia raised her head and shook her head: “Don’t bother others, there’s no rush anyway.” She suddenly smiled and tiptoed: “Will you take a train ride with me? I haven’t taken a train before, and I’m very curious.”

Lu Yuanqiu had a strange expression on his face: “Green train? You have to think carefully. It’s not very comfortable to take a ride on this thing.”

“But I want to sit here once…” Bai Qingxia raised her watery eyes and looked at him expectantly and with a hint of request. Lu Yuanqiu couldn’t stand this kind of gaze and nodded in confusion: “Okay, okay, whatever you say.”

However, Lu Yuanqiu could already imagine her screaming in pain in her buttocks. If he remembered correctly, the train ride from Zhucheng to Lucheng seemed to take eight hours.

(End of this chapter)