How could he know that this was the focal point of her sorrow?
Was she the worm in his stomach...
"Outsiders don’t know that you dismantled the electronic bomb detonator and saved over fifteen hundred teachers and students, but the principal knows, the military school leaders know, I know too," he said.
"Even if you score well on the entrance exam, it doesn’t necessarily mean you’re practical in real combat. You are kind and brave, just and fearless, and you never hesitate to take risks when it’s time to take them. If you don’t deserve to be in military school, who does?"
"Tang Xiaohua, don’t make this difficult for me..."
An instructor nearby softly urged her to hurry.
Song Lili sniffled, her eyes brimming with tears. What to do...
This man on the other end of the phone, half a world away in G country, this man named Wen Nian, had pierced right through to the angry and sad spot in her heart without her expressing any emotion.
"The instructor is confiscating my phone, I’m hanging up."
His response came a bit hesitantly, as if he still had something to say, but Song Lili didn’t dare to listen any longer. She hung up the phone on her own and handed it back to the instructor,
"Instructor, thank you."
Song Lili stared at the somewhat aged wall in front of her, noticing its dotted spots of dust and a distinct sense of the bygone era.
Suddenly, she remembered the scenes from years ago when she and Wen Nian lived in the military compound -
Back then, no one knew that the handsome and extraordinary young man was the President’s own grandson.
She had never met Wen Xiaonian’s parents. All she knew was that his parents wouldn’t even come to see him on his birthday. Wen Xiaonian was very pitiful... Comparing their situations, she didn’t feel quite as pitiful herself.
For nearly two months now, at around this time every day, even though he was abroad, he would calculate the time in G country and call her punctually.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t rejected his calls before, but the consequences were truly frightening.
She really didn’t want the hassle, thankfully Wen Nian wasn’t like an old mother hen, asking all sorts of questions every day.
Sometimes a call would last only two or three sentences, sometimes she would just respond, he would hear her, and the call would end...
Song Lili often imagined what circumstances he was in when he took that brief minute and a half to call her, doing so every day... He just wanted to know she was doing well every day.
She could feel it in her heart, but with it came conflicting emotions...
Shen Lingxi, who was facing the wall on the other side, called out to her, interrupting her distant thoughts.
"Who was that on the phone with you?"
Shen Lingxi asked outright.
Song Lili didn’t want to deal with her at all; no matter how much Shen Lingxi asked, she pretended she hadn’t heard.
The two stood facing the wall until seven in the evening when they were called to the teaching director’s office for a talk.
Coming out one after the other, Shen Lingxi grabbed her wrist,
"Tang Xiaohua, who was that on the phone with you?"
"None of your business!"
Song Lili shook off Shen Lingxi’s hand with extreme distaste. Honestly, she had seen plenty of daughters of high-ranking officials like Shen Lingxi, but very few of them were actually likable.
"Lingxi, why are you so interested in who was on the phone with Tang Xiaohua..."
Shen Lingxi’s good friend Su Ru walked up to her side and asked with suspicion.
"Ah Ru, don’t you think the voice on the phone sounded... like Brother Wen?"
"You mean... Mr. President?"
Su Ru’s eyes widened.
Shen Lingxi felt uneasy.
"Hahaha! Lingxi, you must be getting loopy from missing your Brother Wen! How could Mr. President possibly call Tang Xiaohua? And the tone was so intimate, are you crazy!"