Misunderstanding deepens

  At this moment, everything on campus is shrouded in soft morning light. The willows by the path hang their heads low, gently accepting the morning dew bath; the tall poplars stretch out like strong young arms; and the grass clusters reveal a hint of mysterious green from the moisture. What a beautiful clear morning!

  "Xue Yu, he's asking me out for dinner tonight." Zhang Qi walked past me and deliberately raised her voice.

  "Who would have thought that Cold Palace Lie has fallen to the point where he can only ask out 'dogs' on dates." I also intentionally emphasized the word "dog".

  Zhang Qi was so angry that she was speechless, then for some reason, she hit her own face with her hand, and as a result, a red palm print appeared on her face. After hitting herself, she gave us a sly smile, and immediately tears welled up in her eyes, making her look pitiful. Lao Li hurried over from afar, looked at me, then at Zhang Qi, and angrily slapped me in the face.

  "You, are you okay...... I......" He slapped me and then regretted it, hurriedly running over to stroke my face.

  "Don't worry about it." I glared at him, then coldly pushed him away and ran out quickly, but tears still flowed out uncontrollably. Round and round, I ran until I was exhausted and sat down on a stone bench to rest.

  "Good sister, here you are." Chen handed me a can of soda.

  "Brother..." I hugged Chen's waist and wailed loudly.

  "Chen, you... how are you in this state? I've been looking for you for a long time." Ling Xueyu walked over and saw me holding Chen, her face suddenly changed, and she spoke hesitantly.

  "You go back first, I'll stay and keep the spirit company." Chen takes out a tissue to gently wipe away my tears.

  "Alright then, here's your milk tea, remember to drink it." Chen Xinyun quickly put the milk tea on the stone bench and hastily left.

  "Brother, waaah, I want milk tea." I wiped my snot and tears all over Chen's clothes.

  "Okay, don't cry, drink slowly." Chen inserted a straw into the milk tea and then fed it to me.

  "It's so delicious, Ling loves drinking milk tea the most." As long as Ling drinks milk tea, her intelligence will be on par with a 3-year-old baby.

  "Let's head back to the classroom soon, it's very windy here. Although I don't know why you're crying, that thing must have been a huge blow to you, so I won't ask you about it, okay?" Chen stroked Lingtong's bright red palm print.

  "Good."

  If I have time today, I'll post another one