Sitting in the school cafeteria, Jiaojiao bit into her meat bun, her eyes fixed on the person across from her drinking the porridge she had lost interest in after just one sip, her gaze filled with hidden anger and frustration.
The person across seemed to sense something, looking up with a slightly pained expression: "Duan Xin didnât have time today. I promise this is the only time. If he doesnât bring breakfast tomorrow, Iâll go back to get it myself."
With his speed, he only needed to wake up an hour earlier to go to the Ruan Family and bring breakfast. But recently, Duan Xin had âvolunteeredâ to bring it for them, so he hadnât refused and used the saved time to study, hoping to graduate early. This way, he could leave school sooner and take care of her seriously.
After all, heâs not in the same class as her anymore, so thereâs no need to follow the schedule step by step.
He meant it seriously, but he didnât realize the person across was fuming and angrily threw the messily eaten bun into his bowl: "Brother Xi, you big bad wolf! Scum wolf!"
Jiaojiao felt she couldnât stay a moment longer and stormed off in a huff.
Duan Xi immediately chased after her, not forgetting to bring the half-eaten bun with himâit wouldnât do for even pigs to touch the food she left.
Of course, Jiaojiao knew heâd come after her, but when she turned and saw him chasing while still munching on the bun?
"..." Jiaojiao.
She felt like turning around and giving him a good kick!
Eat, eat, eat! All he knows is eating!
Jiaojiao couldnât outrun Duan Xi, but Duan Xi had to finish the bun first. Once he finished, he caught up to hold her: "Donât run, youâll get a stomachache if you run right after eating."
"Then let it hurt!" Jiaojiao huffed angrily.
"Donât say that," Duan Xi frowned, his expression serious: "Donât curse yourself."
Jiaojiao saw his serious expression and remembered her brush with death in the past, realizing she shouldnât joke about such things, and pursed her lips in silence.
"Why are you upset?" Duan Xi asked her, their fingers intertwined, walking towards the gathering place.
Just as Jiaojiao was calming down, her anger flared up again. She turned to glare at him: "Brother Xi, arenât you forgetting something you should have said to me?"
Duan Xi frowned, thinking seriously.
Is there something?
He looked at her: "I wouldnât hide anything from you." This was a promise he had made early on.
"..." Jiaojiao.
She looked at him seriously, wanting to know if he truly didnât know or if he was just pretending to tease her.
But from their years together, she could tell he really didnât know why she was upset. Jiaojiao suddenly felt overwhelmingly wronged.
What does this mean?
Hadnât they already confessed their feelings to each other, and he said he would always be hers, from life to death? Didnât that mean their relationship was clear? So why was he acting like this now?
Feeling wronged, Jiaojiao considered that as someone six years older, she should set an example and started to hint gently: "Just now, under the dormitory."
Upon hearing that, Duan Xiâs expression indeed changed, making Jiaojiaoâs heart race with excitement. Her lips involuntarily curled up, and her cheeks turned rosy, but then she heard Duan Xi say: "Donât worry, no one can take me away, and this wonât happen again."