The emptiest seats in a university classroom are always in the first row.
Anyone sitting in the first row has to face the teacher’s watchful eye directly.
Although most university teachers turn a blind eye, playing on your phone or slacking off right in front of them is a bit much.
The moment Cheng Yuexin stepped into the classroom, the last row was already full, while the first row remained completely empty.
In her previous life, she had always sat alone in the first row, but this time there were three seats.
Chen Yiyi on the left, Liu Yingqiu on the right.
“…”
Cheng Yuexin looked left and right, her eyes constantly switching between black and blonde hair.
“Do you two have to sandwich me in the middle?”
Liu Yingqiu and Chen Yiyi nodded at the same time. Cheng Yuexin didn’t know who to respond to first.
“Don’t you like it?” Chen Yiyi tilted her head, looking at Cheng Yuexin with a smile in her eyes.
Cheng Yuexin didn’t say anything. She opened her political textbook to the first page.
“Yuexin, if you don’t like me sitting next to you, I can move farther away.”
“…”
Cheng Yuexin covered her face and sighed, rubbing her palms over her cheeks.
“Just leave it like this. Pay attention in class and don’t bother me, that’s all.”
That piece of advice was for Liu Yingqiu, but also meant for Chen Yiyi.
“Of course, I’ll listen carefully too.”
Liu Yingqiu smiled happily.
A figure appeared at the classroom door as the bell rang.
That eye-catching pink high ponytail entered the classroom, sparking quite a few murmurs.
Cheng Yuexin stole a glance at Gu Linxue standing at the door, then shrank back in fear, trying to use Liu Yingqiu as a shield.
She wasn’t surprised to see her—it completely overlapped with the script from her previous life.
The world line was still converging.
Liu Yingqiu and Chen Yiyi stared at Gu Linxue with equally unfriendly expressions.
Gu Linxue met their gazes calmly, unbothered.
“Miss, please find a seat quickly. Class is about to start.”
“Yes, Teacher.”
Gu Linxue sat down in the first row, at the far end from Cheng Yuexin’s group of three.
Those beautiful pink pupils held an expressionless gaze, as if piercing through Liu Yingqiu, who was closest to her.
They locked directly onto Cheng Yuexin’s half-pale profile.
“Gulp…”
A sound of hard swallowing, audible only to herself, broke the dead silence of the first row.
Even separated by four or five seats, with Liu Yingqiu as a buffer in between.
That suffocating pressure still crept up her spine.
The teacher on the podium interrupted the classroom chatter.
“Alright, everyone quiet down. Let me explain the requirements for this political science course…”
The teacher’s opening remarks became background noise.
Without even speaking to Gu Linxue, Cheng Yuexin felt her heart race.
Gu Linxue casually pulled out her phone and placed it on her textbook right under the teacher’s nose.
Her jade-like fingers swiped across the screen, and then Cheng Yuexin’s pocket phone buzzed.
Cheng Yuexin didn’t want to look at her phone, but the consecutive vibrations forced her to respond.
She hid her phone under the desk and dimmed the screen.
Out of the corner of her eye, she confirmed that Chen Yiyi and Liu Yingqiu were listening attentively.
Shielding the screen with her left hand, she nervously tapped on Gu Linxue’s profile picture with her right.
Gu Linxue: “Tsk tsk, quite the appetite. Luring in two at once.”
Gu Linxue: “Want me to join you too?”
Gu Linxue: “You can handle all three, can’t you?”
Cheng Yuexin was speechless. She shook her head helplessly.
Cheng Yuexin: “I didn’t mean it like that. I only see them as classmates.”
She pressed her lips together, grinding her teeth silently, swallowing the sounds she made.
Cheng Yuexin: “Husband, don’t misunderstand.”
Gu Linxue suddenly nodded with a light laugh.
Gu Linxue: “Why was the noodles so salty this morning?”
Gu Linxue: “Are you trying to salt your husband to death?”
Cheng Yuexin wiped the sweat from her forehead; her collar was slightly damp.
Cheng Yuexin: “😭 I didn’t mean to. My hand slipped and I added too much soy sauce.”
Cheng Yuexin: “😰 I was wrong, husband.”
Gu Linxue: “😏 Wrong? If my foolish wife does this again, I’ll have to whip you.”
Cheng Yuexin: “😭 I definitely won’t do it again. I swear.”
Gu Linxue: “Good. I screenshotted this.”
Cheng Yuexin patted her chest, slowly exhaling.
Whips, masochism—no way she wanted that.
No new messages popped up, bringing a brief moment of peace.
Cheng Yuexin focused on the lecture, emptying her mind for a while and immersing herself in the sea of knowledge.
…
Break time.
Gu Linxue left the classroom to somewhere unknown.
Cheng Yuexin lazily rested her head on the desk, her body relaxing.
Her head buried in her arms, Chen Yiyi idly played with her hair.
Her fingers kept twisting strands of hair, accidentally pulling a few loose.
“Sigh… Chen Yiyi, can’t you play with your own hair?”
Chen Yiyi smiled apologetically.
“Playing with yours is more fun. I’ve already gotten bored touching my own.”
Cheng Yuexin just wanted a bit of peace. She picked up her phone and stood up.
“I’m going to the bathroom.”
Chen Yiyi moved aside, watching Cheng Yuexin’s back as she walked out of the classroom. Her gaze then shifted to Liu Yingqiu.
Liu Yingqiu sat in her seat, holding her phone with a rather unpleasant expression on her face.
Perhaps it was because of Gu Linxue’s presence.
This morning, she had noticed something strange in the way Liu Yingqiu looked at Cheng Yuexin.
And Gu Linxue had taken Cheng Yuexin away right in front of her earlier.
Thus, a strange love triangle formed in her mind.
Gu Linxue’s arrow pointed at Cheng Yuexin, and Liu Yingqiu’s arrow also pointed at Cheng Yuexin.
But Cheng Yuexin’s arrow didn’t point at either of them.
That meant she still had a chance.
Heh heh, two loser heroines.
Little did she know that in certain aspects, the real loser was herself.
…
Cheng Yuexin finished in the bathroom and washed her face to cool it down.
She walked back slowly, listening to the chatter of passersby.
“Did you know? That pink-haired girl in the first row is the princess of the Gu Clan.”
“Huh? No way. If she ever took a liking to me and I married into a wealthy family, that’d be amazing.”
“Tsk, the sun hasn’t even set and you’re already daydreaming. Wake up, girl. If she’s gonna like anyone, it’d be me.”
“You two, save it. Haven’t you heard she already has a partner? A while ago, she called someone ‘wife’ right in front of everyone. Might as well be an official announcement.”
“Ooh, so bold.”
“I heard it’s a white-haired girl. Pretty good-looking.”
“Sigh, I envy her. She must be really happy.”
Cheng Yuexin curled her lips into a cold smile and let out a low sneer.
“Happy my ass. You try it.”
Her whisper was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, impossible for the three people in front of her to hear.
It was a terrible experience listening to others gossip about her.
She really wanted to switch places with these people.
As the saying goes.
If we swapped roles, I’d show you what real happiness is.
The girl gritted her teeth and clenched her fist, but she couldn’t muster much strength.
She looked down at her fist, about half the size of a sandbag, and laughed at herself.
This fist has no strength at all. Who’s afraid of it?
Hitting someone with it would be like tickling them.
She shook her head and sighed. This body was really too weak.
Cheng Yuexin had thought about working out, but with this frail frame, exercise wouldn’t help. The foundation was simply too thin.
She’d collapse on the path to getting stronger.
An obstacle appeared on her path, and Cheng Yuexin bumped into it.
“Ouch! Who is it?”
Cheng Yuexin was pulled back from her thoughts, a little annoyed. She rubbed her nose with her eyes closed.
She was clearly walking on the side—how could she still bump into someone?
But when her dissatisfied purple pupils met the girl’s almond-shaped eyes, her previous momentum quickly disappeared.
“So eager to throw yourself into my arms? Wife.”
“Shh! Shh! Shh!”