After being stared at by Rong Xingyu, Qian Zhijun instinctively swallowed his saliva and quickly shook his head, a suspicious flush creeping across his face.
Seeing the faint bluish circles under Rong Xingyu’s eyes, it was clear he hadn’t rested well last night.
Qian Zhijun felt a sudden pang of sympathy.
Anyone would find it hard to accept that the family they had lived with for over ten years wasn’t actually their biological family...
Rong Xingyu lowered his head and continued flipping through the book in his hands while letting out a small yawn.
His ears had hurt too much to sleep last night, so he had gotten up and started reviewing the notes he had brought from the Rong family. The more he read, the more absorbed he beca and he completely lost track of ti.
Now, he was just a little sleepy.
...
The principal of Qibao Dwith School wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief while forcing a smile as he followed the man in the suit and tie ahead.
But inside his heart, he was silently panicking.
The man in front of him was a terrifying figure in Liaofang City, he’s a presence that people like to called the Ruthless Demon. He rarely appeared in public all year, so why did he suddenly decide to inspect the school today?
The principal anxiously reflected on his work over the past year.
Then, Ding Yixin suddenly stopped.
The principal nearly snapped to attention on the spot. "M-Master Ding, do you have any further guidance for our school?"
Ding Yixin had no advice to give. His gaze had been drawn to a boy sitting under the wisteria trellis.
The boy was leaning against a post wrapped in winding wisteria with an open book resting on his chest already asleep.
The sunlight filtered through the leaves, dusting his delicate fair face with golden sparkles.
The sleeping boy looked like an angel who had fallen to the human world or a rare elf from the forest.
He seed not to belong to this world.
Ding Yixin didn’t know why he felt this absurd thought.
He then stepped closer. At nearly 1.9 ters tall, he stood on the steps of the flower corridor. By slightly lowering his head, he could look down at the boy with a possessive almost aggressive gaze keeping him firmly in his line of sight.
Ding Yixin raised a hand trying shading the sunlight that playfully fell across Rong Xingyu’s face.
Rong Xingyu’s furrowed brows relaxed.
No one knew how much ti had passed when, suddenly, a sharp bell rang from a distance.
Rong Xingyu’s thick eyelashes fluttered and he slowly opened his eyes.
He t the gaze of Ding Yixin, who was staring at him.
Rong Xingyu: "Ah—!"
Seeing soone suddenly standing in front of him, he was so startled that it wasn’t just sleep that fled, his soul felt like it wanted to fly away.
He shouted in shock while instinctively leaning backward, but suddenly he lost his balance and toppled over.
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