Kang Jian regretted what he had done this time.
He was only trying to tease her and it was just an ice cream. Did she have to cry her eyes out?
“Why… don’t cry.” He consoled An Xiaxia clumsily, but An Xiaxia wouldn’t have it at all. She promptly ran to Papa An.
An Xiaxia didn’t return to the classroom for the rest of the day.
Kang Jian was on edge the entire time.
Sigh. He would buy her an ice cream to pay her back tomorrow. Girls were no fun at all! They were as fragile as china dolls! Hmph!
–
The next day.
It was early in the morning. The sun was shining brightly in the cloudless sky.
Kang Jian hummed a tune and sauntered toward school.
That would save him one yuan of bus fare, so that he could buy ice cream for that crying baby. Lalala~
“Hickory, dickory, dock, the mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, the mouse ran down, hickory, dickory, dock.”
He was stopped at the front gate.
It was a tall, handsome young man wearing a pair of rimless glasses. His face was emotionless when he asked, “You’re the boy that’s been picking on my little sister, aren’t you?”
What?
“Am I?” Kang Jian asked dumbly.
“Was it him?” the young man lowered his head and asked. Only then did Kang Jian notice the pretty, delicate girl behind him.
Why, wasn’t that the crying baby?
An Xiaxia nodded gingerly before hiding behind An Yibei again, as if fearing that Kang Jian might eat her raw.
“Good.” The young man adjusted his glasses and smirked.
Good? What was good? Why did he say that? Kang Jian was utterly confused.
“You like ice cream, don’t you?”
Of course he did… It was sweet, cool, and the most delicious food in the world! Kang Jian nodded involuntarily.
He was then grabbed by the collar and dragged to the convenience store by An Yibei, who bought fifty ice creams and lay them out neatly in front of Kang Jian.
“Eat! You’re not leaving until you finish them all!” Despite his impassive face, An Yibei looked perfectly intimidating.
Kang Jian shook his head. “No. No, I don’t want them.”
“No?” An Yibei chuckled. “Eat them or I’ll beat you up. I’ll beat you up every day and I’ll get people from the junior and senior high schools to do it as well. You’ll know what it feels like to be ‘widely loved.’”
Kang Jian shuddered at the description.
“Eat!” An Yibei said harshly. With a long face, Kang Jian unwrapped one and began to nibble on it.
That day, after eight ice creams, Kang Jian cried, wrapping himself around An Xiaxia’s leg.
“Sob… I’m really sorry! Please forgive me!” He had had enough ice cream!
An Yibei kicked him away from An Xiaxia and looked down at him. “Are you going to pick on my sister again?”
“No, of course not.”
Kang Jian shook his head so fiercely that he could give himself a concussion.
An Yibei rubbed An Xiaxia’s head and said gently, “There, you’ve been avenged. Go to your classroom now.”
An Xiaxia didn’t feel like going to school, but still nodded obediently.
She darted a look at Kang Jian and tugged at her clothes timidly, then slowly walked into the school.
“Wait,” An Yibei called after her. “Come over here.”
An Xiaxia returned with a confused look on her face.
“Your hair is messy.” An Yibei calmly pulled a pink comb out of his black backpack, then quickly redid the double ponytails for her.
Kang Jian watched with an open mouth. He had never expected to see such a feminine side of this ruthless teenager.
“Done.” An Yibei put away the comb with satisfaction. He then turned to Kang Jian and said in a threatening voice, “Mess with her hair again and I’ll stick the ice cream up your nose!”
Kang Jian regretted what he had done this time.
He was only trying to tease her and it was just an ice cream. Did she have to cry her eyes out?
“Why… don’t cry.” He consoled An Xiaxia clumsily, but An Xiaxia wouldn’t have it at all. She promptly ran to Papa An.
An Xiaxia didn’t return to the classroom for the rest of the day.
Kang Jian was on edge the entire time.
Sigh. He would buy her an ice cream to pay her back tomorrow. Girls were no fun at all! They were as fragile as china dolls! Hmph!
–
The next day.
It was early in the morning. The sun was shining brightly in the cloudless sky.
Kang Jian hummed a tune and sauntered toward school.
That would save him one yuan of bus fare, so that he could buy ice cream for that crying baby. Lalala~
“Hickory, dickory, dock, the mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, the mouse ran down, hickory, dickory, dock.”
He was stopped at the front gate.
It was a tall, handsome young man wearing a pair of rimless glasses. His face was emotionless when he asked, “You’re the boy that’s been picking on my little sister, aren’t you?”
What?
“Am I?” Kang Jian asked dumbly.
“Was it him?” the young man lowered his head and asked. Only then did Kang Jian notice the pretty, delicate girl behind him.
Why, wasn’t that the crying baby?
An Xiaxia nodded gingerly before hiding behind An Yibei again, as if fearing that Kang Jian might eat her raw.
“Good.” The young man adjusted his glasses and smirked.
Good? What was good? Why did he say that? Kang Jian was utterly confused.
“You like ice cream, don’t you?”
Of course he did… It was sweet, cool, and the most delicious food in the world! Kang Jian nodded involuntarily.
He was then grabbed by the collar and dragged to the convenience store by An Yibei, who bought fifty ice creams and lay them out neatly in front of Kang Jian.
“Eat! You’re not leaving until you finish them all!” Despite his impassive face, An Yibei looked perfectly intimidating.
Kang Jian shook his head. “No. No, I don’t want them.”
“No?” An Yibei chuckled. “Eat them or I’ll beat you up. I’ll beat you up every day and I’ll get people from the junior and senior high schools to do it as well. You’ll know what it feels like to be ‘widely loved.’”
Kang Jian shuddered at the description.
“Eat!” An Yibei said harshly. With a long face, Kang Jian unwrapped one and began to nibble on it.
That day, after eight ice creams, Kang Jian cried, wrapping himself around An Xiaxia’s leg.
“Sob… I’m really sorry! Please forgive me!” He had had enough ice cream!
An Yibei kicked him away from An Xiaxia and looked down at him. “Are you going to pick on my sister again?”
“No, of course not.”
Kang Jian shook his head so fiercely that he could give himself a concussion.
An Yibei rubbed An Xiaxia’s head and said gently, “There, you’ve been avenged. Go to your classroom now.”
An Xiaxia didn’t feel like going to school, but still nodded obediently.
She darted a look at Kang Jian and tugged at her clothes timidly, then slowly walked into the school.
“Wait,” An Yibei called after her. “Come over here.”
An Xiaxia returned with a confused look on her face.
“Your hair is messy.” An Yibei calmly pulled a pink comb out of his black backpack, then quickly redid the double ponytails for her.
Kang Jian watched with an open mouth. He had never expected to see such a feminine side of this ruthless teenager.
“Done.” An Yibei put away the comb with satisfaction. He then turned to Kang Jian and said in a threatening voice, “Mess with her hair again and I’ll stick the ice cream up your nose!”
