Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yin Shaojie sighed deeply. Reaching out, he took her into his embrace and let her lean on his chest.
Even though he wasnât angry, he still didnât feel good.
If it was anyone else, he would have been a hundred percent confident that he could beat the other party.
But it had to be Ah Zeâ¦
It was normal for Xiaoxiao to feel deeply sorrowful about his death and miss him.
However, he had always felt like Xiaoxiao liked Ah Ze more back when they were kids.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
If Ah Ze hadnât diedâ¦
The arm Yin Shaojie was holding Mu Xiaoxiao with tightened and he kissed her lightly on the forehead, feeling her warmth in his embrace.
His dark eyes were a little downcast.
He also wished that Ah Ze wasnât dead, but⦠he also had a selfish wish for Ah Ze not to be alive.
His heart sank into a dilemma.
â¦
There was Physical Education class in the afternoon.
After slacking for two periods in the sick bay, Mu Xiaoxiao couldnât stand the boredom anymore and returned to class.
Luckily, her ankle was well enough that she could walk, but she couldnât do any vigorous exercise.
Thus, she sat on the sidelines and watched her classmates run, occasionally helping the teacher supervise the class.
âTeacher! This student has only run two rounds. Itâs not enough!â
The male student who had gotten off the track in pretense of having finished his run looked back awkwardly at the teacher, his face frozen.
The teacher pointed at him. âYou! Trying to muddle through this? Come back and finish your rounds! If not, Iâll make you run double as punishment!â
Helpless, the male student could only continue running.
Someone finished their rounds and sat near Mu Xiaoxiao, their legs jelly-like. He grumbled, âYou have it good. You donât have to run.â
Mu Xiaoxiao pointed at her leg and said, âYou can go and twist your ankle too.â
The person was speechless.
A canned drink was offered to Mu Xiaoxiao.
She looked and saw it was Feng Tianqi smiling down at her. âFor you.â
Mu Xiaoxiao took it and smiled at him. âThanks.â
Feng Tianqi was great at sports and was one of the first few to complete their run.
Mu Xiaoxiao was wondering where he had gone. Now she knew he had gone to the little store to buy drinks.
Feng Tianqi tilted his head and drank a mouthful of coke. Glancing over at Jun Zeye, who was still running, he asked, âWhy is he still running? I thought heâd be done first.â
When he was running, Jun Zeye was one of the ones in front too. Now, most of the students had already completed the run, but Jun Zeye was still running.
âI donât know.â Mu Xiaoxiao shrugged.
âTraining during P.E. class? Heâs weird.â Feng Tianqi taunted unhappily, especially after he saw how Jun Zeye wasnât panting or sweating despite running for so long.
Of course, what made him even unhappier were the girls who followed behind Jun Zeye secretly, maintaining a distance between him and themselves.
âThose girls should have finished by now, right? Theyâre so pathetic,â Feng Tianqi sneered again.
âWhy do you care!â Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him, amused.
Feng Tianqi looked at her. âWhat about you? Donât you think heâs very handsome? Itâs a pity that he didnât fight with Yin Shaojie earlier. I really wanted to see whoâs better.â
Mu Xiaoxiao harrumphed. âOf course my Yin Shaojie is better!â
Feng Tianqi set himself against her on purpose and retorted, âNo, I think that Jun Zeyeâs better!â