He Didn’t Look for Me Until I Was Dead (by Durrin) novel Chapter 18

But seeing a friend from my youth still brought me an unexpected joy.

Reginald and I joked and bantered all the way as we walked into the school building.

He never had anything serious to say, always leaving me both amused and exasperated.

Just as I laughed and gave him a playful pat, a cold male voice suddenly came from around the corner: “What are you doing?”

The smile on my face froze instantly as I turned and saw Calvin, whose expression was far from pleasant.

Counting it up, this was the first time I had seen him since

my

rebirth.

Reginald came from a well–off family and had always been fearless by nature.

Being confronted so harshly, his rebellious streak immediately flared up: “What does it have to do with you?”

For a moment, the atmosphere in the corridor was tense, almost explosive. Standing between the two of them, I felt as if the air was thick with gunpowder.

The students studying in the classroom all poked their heads out the window, curious to watch the commotion.

Not wanting to get further entangled with Calvin, I tugged on Reginald’s sleeve and urged him, “Reginald, let’s go. Class is about to start.”

Fortunately, he wasn’t the type to be stubborn, and my words seemed to get through to him.

He let me guide him and walked into the classroom.

As I brushed past Calvin, I couldn’t help but stiffen for a moment. That familiar aura of his still struck a chord within me.

Reginald, ever perceptive, noticed something and turned to ask, “What’s wrong?”

Snapping out of it, I shook my head, trying to dispel those unnecessary thoughts. “It’s nothing. Let’s go.”

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Even after we had walked quite a distance, I could still feel that gaze burning into the back of my head, as if it might bore a hole right through.

It wasn’t until we turned the corner into the classroom and that scorching stare finally disappeared that I could breathe a sigh of relief.

I sat down in my usual seat and had just opened my book when Reginald, sitting behind me, reached out and poked my back.

His furtive voice sounded in my ear: “Why did you stop me just now?”

Even though he was whispering, I could still hear the indignation in his tone.

I didn’t answer, so he continued, “That Calvin is so arrogant. One of these days, I’m really going to teach him a lesson…”

Hearing this, I finally couldn’t help but advise him, “I just don’t want to get too involved with him, and you shouldn’t provoke him either.”

Reginald asked curiously, “Don’t want to get too involved? Why? I remember you used to look at him like you were lovesick.”

He bombarded me with questions like a child with endless whys, and I finally lost patience. I turned and pushed his head back. “No reason, I just don’t want to. Read your book and stop bothering me.”

Then I turned back around and continued reading my book.

A disgruntled voice came from behind me: “Hmph, it doesn’t matter what anyone says. I’m definitely going to teach him a lesson!”

I sighed helplessly and said nothing more.

Let him be. I was only advising him for his own good.

It had been many years since I last felt the sensation of knowledge filling my mind, so after school I wasn’t in a hurry to go home.

Instead, I planned to stay at school and work through two more sets of practice papers.

Reginald didn’t care much for studying and dashed off as soon as school was over.

I didn’t mind; after all, evening self–study at school was optional.

After finishing two sets of papers, I looked up to see that it was already pitch dark outside. Only then did I pack up my bag, ready to head home.

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1288 ¡Vouchers There were hardly any people on the path, just a few scattered streetlights casting a quiet, lonely glow.

Suddenly, a commotion came from up ahead, sounding like students had gotten into a conflict.

As I walked closer, I saw that in the alley, Calvin was being surrounded by Reginald and a group of others.

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