I don’t like it…
I don’t like it…
He said he didn’t like her. So why did he ask her if she liked him? Qing’er could not figure it out, but those words were there right before her, and could not be denied.
The boy did not like her! This fact almost destroyed her like it was the end of the world! Qing’er bit her lip hard and covered her face with her textbook. Her tears fell onto the desk surface.
Little Yichen, who was behind her, saw it and stuck his head out, but he didn’t know what the note said. For a moment, he was curious. Then he saw that Qing’er was crying sadly and her tears kept falling. This made him even more curious.
Wow… She was crying as if she was heartbroken.
Gong Fan must have made her cry! This brother of his was really terrible, making girls cry all the time. Did he have to be so mean to girls?
He couldn’t help wondering if Gong Fan had gone overboard with whatever message he had written.
Mmm… he was better than that guy. At least he had never made Lisa cry or upset her. On the contrary, he had been beaten to tears by her…
Then again… What exactly did Gong Fan write that upset her so much?
Didn’t she tell him to be a little more tactful?
Little Yichen craned his neck to see what the note said.
“Mu Yichen.”
The teacher called out and made him jump to his feet in alarm. Immediately, he looked embarrassed.
“What…?”
“Hahaha!”
There was a burst of laughter.
Many of the children covered their mouths as they surreptitiously studied the boy. Little Yichen silently he swept his gaze around the room to see the others gloating over his misfortune.
“What are you laughing at?”
He frowned and snorted sourly.
The teacher asked, “What were you doing?”
“I wasn’t doing anything.”
“Then why are you sticking your neck out so far?”
The boy pretended to be calm. “Teacher, this isn’t an exam. I’m not spying on other people’s answers!”
“Hahahaha!”
The children laughed again.
The teacher bristled and replied, “Well then, why don’t you explain the grammatical difference between the past tense and the present tense?”
The boy was dumbfounded.
No idea.
He looked at the teacher.
The teacher looked back at him.
They stared at each other.
There was silence for a moment.
Gong Fan turned around to look at Mu Yichen, then turned back silently.
“Gong Fan, why don’t you try answering the question.”
Gong Fan didn’t even stand up.
He said flatly, “Don’t ask me questions like that.”
Now it was the teacher’s turn to be embarrassed. “What do you mean?” she asked uneasily.
“Only an idiot wouldn’t know the answer to such a simple question!”
The “idiot” behind him shook with anger. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
What sort of a guy would try to undermine his elder brother in such a manner?
A guy like him!
This little brother of his was too much!
…
When class ended, Qing’er was still bent over the desk with her face buried in the crook of her arm, so it was impossible to see her face clearly. However, her shoulders were heaving, so she must be crying still.
She was crying hard.
However, Gong Fan pretended not to notice it and did not even console her.
If it had been Youyou, he would have stepped forward chivalrously to offer comfort.
When Little Yichen saw this, he could not help feeling sorry for her.
He gently leaned towards Gong Fan and whispered uneasily in his ear, “How long is she going to keep crying for?”
Gong Fan didn’t say anything.
Little Yichen expected better from him. “Why don’t you console her?”
“Does it have anything to do with me?”
“You made her cry. Does that have nothing to do with you?”
Gong Fan denied it. “I didn’t make her cry.”
