Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Both Han Qiqing and Mu Xiaoxiao paused, smiled and asked deliberately, “Who came back?”
Song Shijun announced, “Su Lin has come back to China! I just saw it on Weibo. Someone sent a photo of her coming to school. She is the one who got out of the car. I didn’t expect her to return home suddenly. Shaojie, did she come to find you?”
He directed the last sentence at Yin Shaojie with a meaningful glance.
Yin Shaojie returned a stern glare back at him.
Knowing what that meant, Song Shijun stopped talking and continued to look at Han Qiqing and Mu Xiaoxiao.
Then… he saw them waist bent in laughter.
What was the meaning of that?
Song Shijun looked at them uncomprehendingly. “Su Lin is back, Why are you so happy?”
This wasn’t normal!
This didn’t make sense!
From what he remembered, weren’t Xiaoxiao and Su Lin arch enemies? Why were they so happy upon hearing of Su Lin’s return?
Han Qiqing walked over to him, one hand on her chest as she laughed. She patted his shoulder and pointed. “First, take a look. Who is that?”
Song Shijun only realized then that there was someone else in the room.
Uh… wasn’t that Su Lin!
He finally understood why these two girls were laughing like this. It turned out that he was the blind one who made a fool out of himself.
Su Lin was grim-faced.
Mu Xiaoxiao laughed until she cried tears. Then she laughed at Song Shijun, “Even if her presence is hardly felt here, you don’t have to bully her like this! She has been so obviously standing here. Are you blind? Shijun, I suggest you go to see the ophthalmologist.”
Su Lin was speechless.
Her face darkened again.
Su Lin was always flaunting herself as a head-turner. No matter where she was, she would always be the first thing that people would notice. However, Song Shijun’s blindness was practically a slap to her face.
Of course she would be upset.
Extremely upset!
Song Shijun smiled awkwardly, put his hands together in a praying gesture as he said to Su Lin, “I’m sorry. I was excited just now and didn’t see you.”
Mu Xiaoxiao had laughed her fill, so she said, “Okay, everyone’s here. Let’s go eat.”
She waved at Yin Shaojie. Yin Shaojie then extended his arm to let her hug it.
“Let’s go. Let’s go,” she said as she happily hooked her arms around Yin Shaojie and left the room together.
Han Qiqing followed beside her and teased her, “What? Your legs aren’t jelly anymore? You don’t want Great Master Yin to carry you anymore?”
Mu Xiaoxiao swung her arm at Han Qiqing, but Han Qiqing avoided it.
“I want to walk now. What? Can’t I walk?”
“Sure, sure, sure,” Han Qiqing said in a deliberately lamenting manner, “It’s good having someone to pamper you.”
Mu Xiaoxiao pointed to Song Shijun and said to her, “If you are envious, let Shijun carry you then.”
Before Han Qiqing could even say anything, Song Shijun jumped to the side and said derisively, “I’m not gonna carry her. She’s so heavy!”
“Who are you talking about!” Han Qiqing roared as she stood with arms akimbo.
Song Shijun fled while Han Qiqing chased after him and they ran circles around Mu Xiaoxiao.
Mu Xiaoxiao pinched her eyebrows and said gloomily, “Stop, stop, stop. Stop going round and round. You’re making me dizzy.”
Song Shijun sensed the change in Yin Shaojie’s expression and couldn’t help but slow down.
Then, Han Qiqing caught him.
“Who did you say was heavy? Who were you talking about? Say that again.”
Han Qiqing beat and shook him, forcing him to spit it out.