Ning Xixi was shielding her chest with her hands, her whole body blushing with embarrassnt.
"Do you enjoy bullying ?"
Her accusatory question, tinged with the sound of crying, made Ji Yebai’s jaw clench tightly into a straight line.
How could he possibly be happy!
He! Was! Not! Happy! At! All!
His gaze fell upon Ning Xixi, his breath deepened, and he averted his eyes.
Damn it, he couldn’t carry on looking, or he feared he wouldn’t be able to control himself any further!
Ji Yebai grabbed his jacket and stord out, slamming the door behind him.
Ning Xixi slumped to the ground, hugging her knees, shrinking into a ball in fear...
...
The black Cayenne seed as if it wanted to blend into the night.
As the car window rolled down, a click from the lighter, and Ji Yebai shielded the tiny fla with his hand, lighting a cigarette.
His fingers were slender, and the way he held the cigarette was effortlessly cool. His ssy bangs added a touch of dishevelnt and rascality to his appearance.
Ji Yebai narrowed his eyes, gazing at the apartnt’s window.
Because of his pride, he couldn’t go in, but he also couldn’t bear to leave.
All he could do was watch over her from a distance like this.
It was Ning Xixi who made him smoke in the first place; back then, he smoked fiercely, at least two to three packs a day, practically becoming dependent on it; but whenever he was in front of Ning Xixi, he managed to control himself, even if he was desperate for a smoke, he would stubbornly resist.
Xiao Xichen once joked that Ning Xixi was his weakness.
More than just a weakness, she was his nesis, his soft spot, his Achilles’ heel – the unforgettable obsession he couldn’t let go of.
He smoked one cigarette after another, the faint red light flickering, staying lit throughout the night.
...
The sky brightened, and the sunlight was radiant.
Ning Xixi entered the classroom, only to find her desk missing!
"Eh?" She looked puzzled, and the frail Jian Yixue whispered, "Ning Xixi, your desk... it’s at the back..."
Ning Xixi looked towards the back of the classroom and saw her lone desk and chair forlornly positioned at the very end, seeming as if she was being ostracized by the whole class.
Had she offended soone? Why move her desk?
"Who did this?" She clenched her fists.
Young Master Ji sat in his seat, legs crossed, acting tough and indifferent, "I had soone move it. What, you have a problem with that?"
That demon!
ow my foot!
"If you dislike , just say it. Is there a need for such childish actions like a little kid?" Ning Xixi’s clear eyes were filled with defiance, "I’ll leave Class S, so I won’t bother your precious eyes, Young Master Ji!"
She struggled to pick up her desk and started moving it towards the door, while Ji Yebai’s hand on the desk clenched into a fist, his knuckles making a ’crack’ sound.
Stupid girl! Death woman! You’re stubborn, huh?
The entire Class S was shocked, but nobody dared say a word, fearing they might accidentally provoke Young Master Ji!
Ning Xixi, carrying her desk, randomly chose another class and sat at the back of the classroom.
Following the incident where Ji Yebai’s grandfather stood up for her, everyone knew not to ss with Ning Xixi, so from the teachers to the students, no one dared to comnt on her changing classes.
During the break.
Ji Yebai, with his hands in his pockets, asked Xiao Xichen coolly, "Aren’t you going to the restroom?"
Xiao Xichen was bewildered, since when did Ji Yebai have the habit of scheduling restroom breaks together?
Oh, is it to compare sizes... cough cough cough...
Cheng Youran coughed lightly, just loud enough for the two to hear, "Xiaoxue, did you know that Xixi went to Class F?"
Xiao Xichen had an epiphany, "Ji Yebai, I need to go!"
And he needed to pass by the restroom that would take him past Class F!
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