Luosang didnât know if she should laugh or cry. She just wanted to break up with him and get the evidence from Jiang Qifei. Now the whole school knew. She should have thought about this earlier. She underestimated how strange Nian Juntingâs way of thinking was. He never made judgements like a normal guy. In fact, he always took unusual paths.
Sitting beside her, Chi Shengxu covered his face with a book and sighed. âWhat should I do? I am touched by Mr. Nian, too.â Seriously, he didnât understand why Luosang had chosen Nian Junting before, as he was six or seven years older than she was. He had been keeping his feelings to himself the whole time and thinking that what he had done for Luosang was pretty admirable. Now, compared to Nian Junting, he felt that he was childish.
Luosang suddenly stood up, closed her book, and rushed out. She rushed straight into the presidentâs office. âLuosang, why arenât you in class?â President He smiled at her.
Luosang pointed outside, gasped for air, then said, âPresident He, itâs... inappropriate for Mr. Nian to read a love poem like that during a class, isnât it? Our class was interrupted. Arenât you gonna say anything about it?â
âYouâre such a heartless child,â said Principle He. âMr. Nianâs poem was so touching. Iâve allowed Mr. Nian to do whatever he wants in school, so that you love birds will finally be together. Donât forget to invite me to your wedding.â The corners of Luosangâs mouth twitched. She had forgotten that after taking a class from Nian Junting last time, President He had basically become his henchman.
âGo back to your class. I still have work to do.â President He waved a hand.
When she walked out of the presidentâs office, the bell for the end of the class was heard. Yan Su called Luosang. They agreed to meet at the entrance of the cafeteria and have lunch together.
Seeing her, Yan Su raised her eyebrows, narrowed her eyes, and lowered her voice to mimic Nian Junting talking. âYour bright and watery eyes, slightly curly long hair, and cherry-like lips, oh my, my heart missed a beat...â
Luosang even wanted a hole to crawl into. âPlease donât. He didnât say, âoh my,â did he?â
âHe didnât, but my heart thumped and that made me want to say, âoh my,ââ Yan Su said, smiling. âThat was so sweet. Eh, Mr. Nian is seriously too good. Yesterday, you talked to him like that, but heâs actually not mad at you. On the contrary, heâs even trying to pursue you again. Before, you always said that heâs mean.â Yan Su clicked her tongue and said, âI think youâre mean.â
âAre you willing to give up your Shi Xiang?â asked Luosang.
âIf Mr. Nian was going after me, Iâd give him up. After all, heâs not as good as Mr. Nian.â Yan Su curved her mouth into a smile.
While chatting, they went to buy their meals. When they arrived at the food area, a middle-aged female cafeteria staff member took a few glances at Luosang, then suddenly handed her a dark-colored, delicate lunch box. She then said to her, âMiss, this is your meal. Mr. Nian prepared it for you.â
Luosang paused for a second, then opened the lunch box. The rice in that box was decorated with a piglet pattern that was made from carrots. Besides the rice, there were chicken wings, peeled shrimp, pork ribs, and broccoli.
âWow, so pretty!â Yan Su exclaimed.
Luosang recalled what Nian Junting had saidâYouâre a happy little piglet in my eyes.
Why was his EQ suddenly boosted up? Luosang nearly collapsed.
âMr. Nian didnât make this himself, did he?â asked Yan Su.
âI donât think so. Heâs not good at cooking.â Luosang guessed, âI think Sister Lan made this.â
âSit, sit down. Let me try some of this.â Yan Su pushed her to a seat.
Luosang took out her chopsticks. Then suddenly, she noticed a piece of paper under the box. She took it out and found that it was a note with a few words written on it in a manly style of writingâDo not share it with Yan Su.