After they loaded it all into the trunk, they slid into their seats in the car and Cao Yang asked, “Where’s your report card?”
Xia Rou felt her scalp numb and slid a piece of paper out of her bag very slowly, unwilling to hand it over.
Cao Yang looked at her, one eyebrow raising. He let out a “hmmph,” from his nose.
Xia Rou said, then, very weakly, “I didn’t fail any subjects…” That was the result of her hard work.
Normally, if she passed all her classes, Cao Yang would pat her head and encourage her.
But he didn’t feel comfortable in his heart right now, so he found Xia Rou unpleasant to look at her. He gave her a sidelong glance, let out a “hmm,” and returned the report card to her, making her feel uneasy.
In fact, two days prior, Cao Yang was thinking of asking her about her boyfriend when he came to pick her up. But now that he saw Xia Rou in person, he suddenly lost the urge to ask.
He wanted to see when Xia Rou would bring it up to him.
Even a murderer has a chance of receiving a lighter sentence if they told the truth, right?
But when he saw Xia Rou looking anxious and fearful in the car, the Cao Yang who had wanted to keep a stern face felt his heart soften.
When the car stopped at a red light, he patted her head and praised, “You did well on your exams.”
Xia Rou’s demeanor immediately changed from cloudy to sunny.
Her shoulders relaxed and her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled sweetly enough to melt people’s hearts. She was such a good girl; so cute and so good!
But why was it that once she grew up she didn’t behave as well anymore!
When Cao Yang remembered she didn’t tell him she had a boyfriend, he felt unpleasant again in his heart.
He snorted in his heart and stepped on the accelerator, the car suddenly shooting forwards at 6.5 seconds per 100 meters. Xia Rou, who was completely unprepared, was pressed against the back of her seat.
She let out an, “ah,” and turned to look at her brother. She noticed his face didn’t seem too well today. His lips were pressed tightly together and his brows were furrowed.
He seemed to be in a bad mood. She felt it the moment she got in the car; at these kinds of times, it was better that she shut her mouth and stay quiet.
So Xia Rou didn’t speak at all on their way home.
Cao Yang: “……” Hmmph! Translated by The Novelst
Once they arrived home, they handed over the quilt to Aunt Yu and Cao Yang carried her books to her room. The little girl’s lips were like clamshells, not spitting a single word about her boyfriend.
As he left Xia Rou’s room, Cao Yang gave her a meaningful look.
He even leniently gave her a chance to confess: even this had a time limit, so she had better get that through her head!
Xia Rou: “…?” Why was big brother glaring at her so fiercely?
She didn’t… remember making him angry recently?
It was hard for Cao Yang to wait for her to come home from school, but just the next day he could only watch helplessly as a taxi drove before their house to pick Xia Rou up from the entrance.
It was the last date for Xia Rou and Wei Qi before the New Year.
Wei Qi’s eyes were filled with unwillingness.
“When are you leaving?” Xia Rou asked. Wei Qi’s house wasn’t in the capital, but rather the Hu City, which was where Cao Bin worked.
“The day after tomorrow,” Wei Qi answered. “Can you still meet tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow we’re having a gathering with our high school classmates,” Xia Rou said.
Wei Qi became dejected.
Xia Rou couldn’t help but laugh.
The young boy in love was so silly, even though she thought he would be a very clever, capable person.
The contrast she recognized made her feel a sort of satisfaction. It was a little funny, but a little happy, also. It was sour and sweet.
Inside Xia Rou’s smile was a hint of sweetness.
As Wei Qi looked at her, he felt his heart skip a beat.
He built up the courage and stretched out a hand to her. He acted like nothing happened. “Let’s go. The movie is starting soon.”
Xia Rou hesitated. Translated by The Novelst
Wei Qi’s heart in that short while teetered on the precipice.
Fortunately, Xia Rou reached out with her hand and Wei Qi gripped it immediately without hesitation.
So soft! As though she didn’t have any bones in her hand. Her skin was smooth; he wished he could touch more of it. But he didn’t dare; he could only hold her hand tightly and continue to walk forward.
Xia Rou looked at Wei Qi putting on a brave face and at his stiff footsteps. She noticed him not daring to turn his head but saw his ears were red…. And somehow, she felt her face getting hot.
This feeling, even in her past life, Xia Rou had never experienced anything like it before.
Proofread by: Hannah
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