Invincible Cat Fist: "A foot fetishist and perverted freak like you should kneel on the ground, lick my feet, and call me Master. Get lost??"
Hua Xin angrily pressed down on her phone, her beautiful eyes filled with deep disdain (the look of disgust reserved for garbage).
People like this could only expose their fetishes and perverted thoughts online. In real life, he was definitely a bespectacled, potbellied loser under 1.7 meters tall who did nothing but play games and lose his temper, and should probably restart his life.
The thought of having to endure acting all lovey-dovey with him for the sake of the coins made a chill of disgust rise in the girl's heart.
Although she had never seen his picture, she had already formed a rough image of him in her mind.
"Whoosh."
Another message came through.
Number One Son Online: "Master, Master?? Insult me a couple more times."
Hua Xin: "..."
She silently deleted the chat window.
He was so disgusting that she didn't even know how to respond. Did this person have no limits??!!!
Although her body had become that of a soft and adorable young woman, her heart was still the same robust soul with powerful male pride (there was no way she would sell her soul for coins).
If they had been her 2D wives, she would definitely have been so happy that tears of emotion filled her eyes.
Unfortunately, the other party was a disgusting?? obese otaku man.
Seeing that the other person no longer replied, Xia Yan showed no other expression on his face. He remained as calm and gentle as ever. After telling the dormitory group that they did not need to wait for him to return together later, he took a stack of brand-new books he had prepared in advance from his desk.
These were the course textbooks—the set meant for Hua Xin.
He looked at the textbooks on his desk, their pages slightly curled and bearing obvious signs of use, and couldn't help smiling.
If he bought the school's textbooks, they would cost a genuine three hundred yuan. Most freshmen simply went along with it and bought them.
But he knew he could buy secondhand books from the upperclassmen. They would cost no more than a hundred yuan at most, and sometimes he could get the entire set for just a few dozen.
For many people who cared about their image, buying secondhand books was embarrassing.
But he didn't think it mattered. After all, it could save a lot of money, so he had bought secondhand books together with Mu Feng and Xiang Guan.
The brand-new textbooks in his desk were ones he had paid for himself.
But the clothes and shoes Hua Xin was wearing clearly revealed her family's circumstances. Even half of her phone screen was shattered.
Xia Yan had noticed all of this.
"Here, these are your textbooks. I'll send you a copy of the class schedule later."
Xia Yan leaned slightly toward Hua Xin and prepared to reach over, take her schoolbag, and put the books inside.
For a moment, Hua Xin failed to react. Her ears automatically blocked out his words. Seeing Xia Yan reach behind her, she couldn't help thinking that this Class Monitor had finally decided he disliked her after all and was going to brutally assault her.
The scene of being cornered against a wall and beaten viciously seemed to appear in her mind once again.
(It's okay. We're in class right now, and there's a teacher in front of us.)
(The teacher will help me, right...)
(Could you please not kick me in the kidneys????)
(I'm going to scream??)
I have to... I have to fight back. (sobbing)
Where's the hammer?? Where's the hammer??
Hua Xin suddenly came to her senses. The hammer hidden in her bag was her guardian deity!
But her schoolbag was already in Xia Yan's hands.
The girl's hands, hidden in her sleeves, suddenly clutched Xia Yan's arm tightly, trying to stop him from opening the schoolbag. It was the first time in many years that she had made physical contact with someone else.
(I'm doomed, I'm doomed, I'm doomed, I'm doomed...)
(Don't hit me in the head with the hammer... I'll die??...)
In her panic, Hua Xin even forgot to pull her hand back. She simply stood there blankly, holding onto his arm.
Xia Yan froze. Looking at the hammer sparkling inside the schoolbag and Hua Xin, who had lowered her head while holding his arm, he couldn't help suppressing his laughter.
Who brought a hammer to school?
Then he seemed to understand something. The smile faded from his face, and he said softly, somewhat solemnly, "It's okay. No one is going to bully you."
"I promise. You can come to class without worrying."
"These are your textbooks."
Xia Yan pointed at the books inside his desk.
What... exactly has this child been through?
Teacher Wang's voice remained loud and clear, but Xia Yan and Hua Xin were very close to each other, allowing the girl to hear his gentle voice distinctly.
?
Hua Xin withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.
Thinking back to how Xia Yan had been so easygoing throughout the journey, including when she had asked for leave online, he was nothing like the county magistrate who, in her imagination, would assault her...
He had even thoughtfully brought her to the very back row.
Uh...
She seemed to have misunderstood him.
How could this be someone who would assault her?
This was a benevolent lord of justice??!!!!
Hua Xin watched Xia Yan put the books into her schoolbag and hand it back to her. Tears of emotion immediately filled her eyes. Hugging the schoolbag, she leaned against the wall.
No, what was going on?
She clearly wasn't familiar with this sunny, popular guy called Xia... Xia something at all. Why had he brought her to school and helped her so considerately? (sob)
Did good people really exist in this world? If someone this kind asked her to earn a million yuan, she would be willing to do it??.
"Th... thank... you..."
Hua Xin spoke in a slightly androgynous boyish voice.
Xia Yan froze slightly, then smiled. "You're welcome."
"So, we're friends now, right?"
He closed the books on his desk, organized them, and placed them to one side. He talked to me... Hmm, this is a great start??
Then, he picked up Hua Xin's schoolbag mysteriously and said softly, "Now, we're going to do the first thing friends do..."
(The first thing?)
(Wait.)
The girl suddenly remembered a video she had once come across online??.
"Little Ming invites you to go get your feet washed after school. What should you do?"
a. Stay away from Little Ming.
b. Persuade and guide Little Ming.
c. Enjoy it with Little Ming.
d. The full package.
Although getting a free treat sounded great... she couldn't possibly go in her current state. Besides, they had only just met. Wasn't doing something so private a little too soon? Maybe she should choose d...
(What am I even thinking—aaaaahhh??!!)
(No, how did I actually choose it??)
The girl clutched her phone tightly in frustration.
"We'll leave class early, so there won't be as many people."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Yan took her schoolbag and pulled her by the sleeve as they slipped out through the back.
It wasn't until she was sitting on the motorcycle and it began to hum that she finally realized what had happened.
(He really is a good person...)
(People who keep getting pursued by good-person cards like this really ought to have five children in one go??.)
Hua Xin gazed at the flowers, grass, and trees bathed in sunlight before her—things she hadn't seen in a long time—and fell into a slight daze.
The outside world... didn't seem quite so frightening after all?
Then a boy wearing Patrick Star boxer shorts, an A-Q-style red plaid shirt, and slippers suddenly appeared in her field of vision and cast a strange look at her.
The girl instantly shrank behind Xia Yan.
She took back what she had just thought.
Kids say things without knowing better. I was just kidding. It really is terrifying????.
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