Zhu Yun frantically escaped and returned to her dorm room. The door opened, and then closed, and then she leaned against it, panting heavily.
Fang Shumiao turned to her and asked, âWhyâs your face so red?â
Zhu Yunâs reply came slowly. âClimbing the stairsâŠâ
Zhu Yun didnât study any more that night. After taking a shower, she headed to bed early. Li Xun hadnât actually done anything. He just said that knowing sentence, and then, as if nothing had happened, he turned on his computer and started working.
Of course, Zhu Yun couldnât be the first to confess. What if she was just jumping through the hoops that he made? Top Score Li was, after all, very clever, and he didnât reveal his hand logically.
But that evening, Zhu Yun truly received too great a shock. That night, she had a dream.
In her dream, they took on the same positions, only instead of things being vertical, they were horizontal. Zhu Yun lied on a small bed, and Li Xun leaned over, on top of her. He turned his head, and with his ear to her chest, he listened to her heartbeat.
It was very quiet in her dream. She lowered her head to look at his face, but she could only see his bright, golden hair. She looked around her, and recognized her surroundings as the small, single room at the Lihua Hotel, where heâd stayed over New Yearâs.
She quickly realized she was dreaming. She forced her eyes open and, as expected, the dark ceiling above greeted her. In the still of night, she grabbed onto her burning red cheeks, unable to fall back asleep.
The next day, she went to her meeting with Gao Jianhong, severe, dark circles under her eyes.
âI spoke to Teacher Lin again yesterday, and we decided on a plan.â Gao Jianhong put down the documents heâd prepared onto Zhu Yunâs desk. ââServer defense system, based on microchip emulator.â You guys, take a look.â
Zhu Yun and Wu Mengxing each grabbed a document and started reading.
âHey, Li Xun, take a look at this for me too.â Gao Jianhong turned to Top Score Li. âLi Xun! Hey!â
Zhu Yun glanced back, over towards him. Li Xun was facing his computer, but he wasnât typing. His expression was calm, as if thinking about something. Gao Jianhong continued calling his name, and finally, he came back to. He glanced over, and Zhu Yun quickly turned away.
Li Xun didnât say anything, but he did wave Gao Jianhong over, who handed him the documents.
It was already Friday. The concert was just two days away.
He must have bought the ticket for Li Lan. So⊠Was he going to take her there?
The day went by peacefully. On Saturday, Zhu Yun and Gao Jianhong brought Wu Mengxing to Old Linâs competition research event. They spent the whole morning steeping inside of the office.
Although Wu Mengxing was very excited and passionate about joining the competition, compared to Gao Jianhong and Zhu Yun, his skills were rather lacking. He spent a lot of time going through the logs.
Gao Jianhong and Old Lin explained the contents to him, while Zhu Yun stood off to the side. She looked like she was listening, but her mind had already flown away to farther pastures.
Wu Mengxing finally seemed to grasp the content, and then Zhu Yun and the boys returned to the project base. Li Xun was sitting in his seat, coding.
Zhu Yun glanced over near his feet. The concert ticket bag was still sitting there. Had Li Lan left already, or was she still nearby, waiting for him?
Finally, Sunday arrived. Zhu Yun headed over to the project base early in the morning and discovered Li Xun nestled in his chair, typing away. He must have stayed up all night, as his eyes were bloodshot. He looked very tranquil though.
It was still early, so he and Zhu Yun were the only ones in the room. Zhu Yun walked over and asked him, âYou didnât head home last night?â
Li Xun ignored her.
Zhu Yun continued watching him. âDid you grow out from that chair?â
She looked over to his screen, where line after line of code rhythmically appeared. He never made any edits, and it even seemed that he didnât need to stop to think. He was as accurate as a machine spitting out code.
All his attention was focused on that task. He wouldnât be thinking about anything else.
Zhu Yun quietly returned to her seat and waited for Gao Jianhong and Wu Mengxing.
When Wu Mengxing arrived, he looked depressed. âSorry, I didnât finishâŠâ Last night, before they left, Gao Jianhong gave him some tasks.
âThatâs okay. How much did you get done? Weâll help you look it over,â Gao Jianhong said. Wu Mengxing opened up his program. Zhu Yun glanced over it; it was a mess.
It was clear that Wu Mengxing had done a lot of homework, but heâd bitten off more than he could chew. He wanted to use an advanced algorithm, but he lacked the ability to complete it properly. By the end, all the bits were scattered about, mixed up, and the program unable to function.
Seeing Gao Jianhongâs furrowed brows as he looked over the code, Wu Mengxing blushed. âIâll⊠Iâll fix it again.â
Gao Jianhong told him, âItâs better to just re-do it.â
Wu Mengxing clenched his teeth and lowered his head, nothing to say.
Gao Jianhong looked up from the computer, and upon seeing Wu Mengxingâs expression, he smiled and said, âDonât worry, itâs okay.â
Gently, Gao Jianhong said, âItâs not that thereâs a problem with your ability. You just want to make something with bells and whistles, something showy. A program doesnât have to be complicated. You should code according to the function youâre after. Often times, the simpler you work, the more secure. Keep that in mind. You have the ability, just donât get ahead of yourself.â
Zhu Yun looked at Gao Jianhong. Compared to Li Xunâs genius-like abilities, Gao Jianhong was much more sincere and honest. He wasnât as pointed as Li Xun either, and much more tolerant.
To be honest, sheâd never met anyone as stubborn as Li Xun.
Gao Jianhong noticed Zhu Yunâs gaze and asked, âWhat is it?â
Zhu Yun shook her head. âNothing.â
The seconds passed back, and noon quickly arrived. Gao Jianhong invited Zhu Yun and Wu Mengxing out for lunch, but Zhu Yun declined.
âIâm not hungry. You guys go ahead.â
She stayed behind at the project base, together with Li Xunâthough she herself didnât know what exactly that meant.
Li Xun was the same, quiet, tranquil. Programming required a lot of concentration. It had nearly been an entire day and night.
Zhu Yun sat at her desk, silent, organizing that morningâs discussion notes. After reading through less than 500 words, she had to re-read the sentences six or seven times, and she still didnât have a clue what she was reading.
Finally, she put down her papers and looked over to Li Xun. âYouâre not going to eat?â
No answer.
She tried again, âMaybe we canâŠeat something together?â
Again, no answer. She might as well have been speaking to the air.
After awhile, Gao Jianhong and Wu Mengxing returned. Wu Mengxingâs stomach was nearly hanging out. Gao Jianhong must have also talked to him a bit more, because he seemed quite happy, brimming with enthusiasm from head to toe.
âCome on! Letâs continue our meeting!â
Zhu Yun turned away, diverting her gaze from Li Xun.
Time flew by.
1, 2⊠5, 6 oâclockâŠ
The concert was at 8. Two hours for admittance.
Still not leaving?
Youâre really calm, huh.
The sky slowly darkened, and the sun set in the west. Just like the afterglow on the bamboo grove, Gao Jianhong and Wu Mengxingâs discussion was disappearing and coming to a close.
Finally, Zhu Yun packed up her things. Gao Jianhong looked at her and asked, âWhat is it?â
Zhu Yun quietly replied, âLetâs continue this tomorrow.â
âTired?â
Zhu Yun nodded. Gao Jianhong put away his paper and pen, and told Wu Mengxing, âThen, weâll stop here for today.â
Wu Mengxing promptly replied, âIâm not tired. Iâll keep working a bit.â
Zhu Yun turned around and walked directly to Li Xun. She didnât say anything or stop. She just bent over and grabbed the bag with the concert tickets before leaving.
Gao Jianhong had seen the scene from behind them. Finding it strange, he was about to ask about it, when Wu Mengxing bombarded him with his own questions.
The moment Zhu Yun left the room, those fingers that had been typing away on the keyboard for the past few hours finally came to a stop. He scratched his chin.
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Zhu Yun raced out towards uptown. She went up and down the street in front of the school gate, checking every milk tea shop, every coffee shop, every dessert store⊠But she didnât see any signs of those unsophisticated clothes.
Half an hour later, a dejected Zhu Yun dropped down and sat on the roadside, covered in sweat. This was like searching for a needle in a haystack. How would she able to find herâŠ
Tired and panting, Zhu Yun checked her watch. It was already after 7. It was too late. The tickets were going to go to waste.
Zhu Yun gave up and opened up the bag. She pulled out the tickets. Two tickets, 1880 yuan each.
After a few seconds, Zhu Yun flipped out the bag to check for a ticket office or contact. Maybe she could return the ticketsâŠ
She didnât find a ticket office contact, but she did find another slip of paper. Zhu Yun grabbed the paper and unfolded it. The contents of it were very simpleâ
âTaifu Hotel, room 408. When youâre done, come get reimbursed for transportation fees.â
My godâŠ
Everything seemed to start spinning around her. Zhu Yun had a headache.
She stood up.
ReimbursedâŠ
Recompense to your ancestorsâŠ
Looking at the handwriting on the paper, Zhu Yun could imagine his calm and composed manner as he wrote it. She could see his efforts to avoid being linked to the family, and yet he couldnât let go of his sister, the one person who had taken care of him. Zhu Yunâs appearance in his life may be able to help with some odd jobs.
Doing some odd jobs wasnât a big deal, but couldnât he just say something. Was there a need to be soâŠ
Zhu Yun stomped her feet. A passing child and parent glanced over at her.
Zhu Yun checked her watch. 27 minutes still. Being on time was out of the question, but if things went smoothly, they wouldnât be too late.
Zhu Yun hailed down a cab. âTaifu Hotel.â
The driver paused. âTaifu? Itâs just a 5 minute walk ahead.â
âIâm going somewhere else after. Wait for me!â
They arrived at the hotel in a jiffy. Zhu Yun jumped out of the car, but didnât forget to call back, âMake sure you wait for me!â
She took the elevator to the fifth floor. Zhu Yun ran to room 408 and knocked clamorously on the door.
âLi Lan? Li Lan, are you there?â
A few seconds later, the door opened a sliver. Trembling with fear, Li Lan looked out. ââŠNo need to clean. Iâll clean myself.â
Whoâs here to clean for you? Zhu Yun pushed open the door and grabbed her. Then she pointed to herself. âMe. Itâs me. Do you still recognize me?â
Li Lan said, âYouâreâŠâ
Zhu Yun was already familiar with her slow personality, so without waiting for an answer, she dragged the girl out. âCome with me!â
Li Lan tried to pull back. âWhat are you doing? Where are you trying to take me? What are you trying to do?â
Zhu Yun replied, âJust come with me!â
âNo. No, stop pulling meâŠâ
She really did work every day. Although Li Lanâs body was thin, her strength was rather startling. Zhu Yun couldnât pull her, and finally she let out a sigh. She turned back and smiled as she said, âLi Lan, a few days ago, you said you liked bands.â
She didnât know how sinister her smile looked, but Li Lan seemed frightened and didnât respond.
Zhu Yun maintained her smiling face and said, âIâm taking you to a concert.â
Li Lan stared at her a moment, and then she shook her head. âNo⊠Concerts are too expensive.â
âNo.â Zhu Yun waved her hand. âItâs not expensive at all. I got them for free. Itâll just be a waste not to go.â