Thinking of this, Yun Shifei wasn't as afraid anymore.
Besides, she was someone who had already faced death once. Compared to life and death, everything else seemed trivial.
Song Yang squinted at Yun Shifei, as if he were watching a joke unfold.
"A neighbor? There are plenty of people in our class who live near him, but none of them treat him so well. Don't tell me you've fallen for this idiot?" Song Yang said this and couldn't help but laugh, his voice lifting slightly. "You must like him, right?"
High schoolers—the age when feelings first begin to blossom.
In class, there were always students talking about who liked who. If someone treated another person a little better, they'd inevitably be deemed as having a crush.
But Yun Shifei didn't like Cheng Lie. She only wanted to help him.
"Song Yang, stop talking nonsense!"
"How am I talking nonsense? If you don't like him, why are you treating him so well? In this world, no one would be nice to someone else for no reason."
A boy who didn't enjoy studying said something surprisingly philosophical.
Yun Shifei was stumped and couldn't find a way to reply.
After a long pause, she weakly said, "I do like Cheng Lie."
Upon hearing this, Song Yang widened his eyes and stared at Yun Shifei like she was an alien.
Even though Cheng Lie had good looks, his cold and gloomy aura, coupled with his autism, overshadowed his physical attractiveness.
High school girls confidently believed they weren't shallow anymore, that their admiration was reserved for boys who were attractive, performed well academically, and ticked all the right boxes.
Someone like Cheng Lie, who had only good looks but was flawed inside, was not on their radar.
So, as soon as Yun Shifei said this, nearby students couldn't help but gasp.
But Yun Shifei quickly added, "It's the kind of liking a sister has for her brother."
"Our family is close with his family. You all saw Uncle Cheng come over yesterday."
Yun Shifei spoke earnestly, with a blend of timidity and courage that somehow made her incredibly convincing.
Song Yang had skipped class and left early yesterday, so he didn't see what had happened. He glanced at a nearby classmate who lived in the same neighborhood as Yun Shifei and Cheng Lie.
"Cheng Lie's dad did come over yesterday. He even talked to Yun Shifei at the entrance for quite a while."
So it turned out to be true!
Song Yang let out a cold snort and looked at Yun Shifei. "So, does this mean I can't bully this little idiot anymore?"
The girl's bright eyes radiated determination, as if she'd made up her mind to protect Cheng Lie.
Fine then, Song Yang thought. For Yun Sisi's sake, he wouldn't bother arguing with Yun Shifei.
As for that little idiot, there wasn't anything interesting about him anyway.
Song Yang tossed another candy into his mouth and waved his hand dismissively. "Alright, I'll be generous and let it go this time."
"Thank you," Yun Shifei exhaled in relief, flashing a radiant smile.
Song Yang was momentarily stunned by her smile.
It was rare for someone to greet him with such a genuine smile.
The girl's curved brows and eyes stirred an odd feeling in Song Yang.
But he quickly suppressed it, curling his lips.
Tch, just a smile from an ugly duckling—why was he getting weird feelings about it? He must be sick.
Still, for someone who had done nothing but bad things all his life, being sincerely thanked was a rare and surprisingly pleasant experience.
Yun Shifei had no idea about all the little thoughts spinning around in Song Yang's mind. To her, she'd finally made it through this ordeal.
Just as she was about to leave, a voice suddenly came from behind her. "Don't meddle in things that don't concern you."
The boy's cold and subdued voice carried an icy chill that pierced through the heat of the day, chilling everyone to the bone.