I'm Happy to Be Bullied by You

Because it was Saturday, Dad Lin Yingjun did not go to work.

When he heard the knock and went to check, he found Little He Qing there.

Little He Qing had changed into a pretty white dress today, her Ponytail brushing her shoulders.

She lifted her head, her big eyes bright and watery. She had clearly dressed up carefully, like a White Swan. "Uncle, is Lin Zhengran home? I'm here to see him."

Lin Yingjun smiled and opened the door wide. "It's Qingqing. Hurry in. Lin Zhengran is resting in his bedroom."

"Thank you, Uncle."

When Little He Qing heard that he was resting, she tiptoed to Lin Zhengran's door, not quite daring to knock and disturb him. She only called softly, "Lin Zhengran? Lin Zhengran? It's He Qing. I have something to tell you."

Lin Zhengran was lying on the bed flipping through a book. "Just come in. Remember to close the door."

"Mm!"

Little He Qing gently opened the bedroom door. Seeing Lin Zhengran on the bed, she gently closed it again.

She walked to his side and stood there, her little hands clasped in front of her, still as honest and docile as usual.

Lin Zhengran turned his head in confusion.

Little He Qing looked at him pitifully, pursing her small lips. "I came today to ask you two things, and there's one thing I need to tell you. Three things in total."

"That many? Just say it."

Little He Qing lowered her head, then finally, slowly asked the question she had wanted to ask for several days. "Last week, when the school held the sports meet, I heard someone say you... you and the Disciplinary Committee Member in your class are boyfriend and girlfriend..."

Lin Zhengran's face was expressionless. "That did happen. And then?"

His utter calmness suddenly made Little He Qing's heart ache. Her eyes abruptly reddened, and she was practically crying as she asked the second half, choking out, "Is that true? Do you really have a girl you like?" As soon as she finished, tears pattered down from her eyes.

Speechless, Lin Zhengran closed his book, sat up, and rapped her hard on the head. "What are you crying for?! All you know how to do is cry in front of me all day! Of course it's fake! Do you even need to think about it?"

Little He Qing held her head. When she heard it was fake, her head stopped hurting, and her tears stopped too. Her big eyes suddenly lit up again. "Huh? It's fake?"

Lin Zhengran sat cross-legged on the bed with his arms folded. "Do you think I'm someone who would like little girls like you?"

He was telling the truth. Before he was reborn, Certain Person had been twenty-eight no matter how you put it. What twenty-eight-year-old guy would like a seven- or eight-year-old little girl?

He only thought this bunch were so noisy they were unbearably annoying.

Lin Zhengran explained, "That was because something happened before, and the class started spreading nonsense. Fine, if other people believe it, whatever." He glared viciously at Little He Qing. "But I still have to make time every week to teach you Taekwondo, and I'm with you all day, yet you still believe it, huh?! Do you have no brain, baa?"

After being scolded by Lin Zhengran a few times, Little He Qing became happy.

A smile appeared on her face. Of course, she did not dare smile in front of Lin Zhengran, so she held it in with all her might and muttered, "I didn't believe it. I just thought it was fake and that everyone must have been talking nonsense."

"Then what were you crying about just now?"

Little He Qing blushed and lowered her head, directly scolding herself. "Because I don't have a head. It's empty inside."

Lin Zhengran: "."

Lin Zhengran: "You're pretty self-aware. So what's the second question?"

Now that she knew he did not have a girl he liked, Little He Qing became a little bolder. "The second question is connected to the third thing I want to tell you. Can I say them together?"

After getting Lin Zhengran's agreement, Little He Qing told him about her Maternal Grandmother.

"Maternal Grandmother has been sick lately and isn't in good health. Mom has to go back to take care of Maternal Grandmother, so..." Her voice became very low. "So I have to transfer schools next month. By the time I come back, it might already be Middle School."

Lin Zhengran had not expected the matter to really be that big, but he had actually anticipated it a long time ago. After all, every winter and summer vacation, Aunt He would go home to take care of her mother, and each time she did it for a month. It was clear that Little He Qing's Maternal Grandmother had never been in good health.

Sooner or later, they would have to go back.

This was also why Lin Zhengran had started teaching Little He Qing since kindergarten that she had to dare to speak up. Otherwise, once she transferred schools in the future, it would be hard to avoid being bullied.

He patted the bed, meaning for her to sit down and talk.

Little He Qing carefully sat down beside Lin Zhengran, looking at him with reluctance.

Lin Zhengran laughed. "Transferring schools is good. Now that you've learned Taekwondo, no one besides me can bully you anyway. This way, even I won't be able to bully you in the future. Aren't you happy?"

Little He Qing shook her head. "Not happy." She lowered her head again, her little hands twisting together. "I'm still willing to let you bully me every day. I'm happy to be bullied by you."

Lin Zhengran did not speak immediately. Instead, he flicked her head again, and Little He Qing quickly hugged her head.

"There really is something wrong with your brain! You're different from normal people!" Lin Zhengran's expression was displeased as he leaned against the headboard. "No matter what, I count as your teacher now, and I'm also your Childhood Sweetheart. Remember, after you change schools, don't embarrass me. Don't let people bully you."

Little He Qing nodded. "I won't. Not many boys can beat me now. I'm very strong..."

"I know you're strong, but the main reason you get bullied is still your temper. In the future, if someone gives you trouble, get angry when you should. You definitely won't go looking for trouble with others, so you only need to protect yourself."

As Little He Qing kept nodding, she wanted to cry again.

Even if she had no brain, after all these years, she had long since understood why Lin Zhengran had always made her do bad things back in kindergarten.

But those tears were soon glared back by one look from Lin Zhengran.

And he asked what the second thing was exactly.

Little He Qing said, "My Maternal Grandmother knows I'm learning Taekwondo. Originally, I told Maternal Grandmother that this New Year, I would win a championship for her to see. But if I transfer schools, I won't be able to get it. So I want you to teach me more this month and see if I can win that championship early. Also, after winning the championship, the coach said the champion can choose any prize. I want that prize too."

Lin Zhengran agreed without much thought. "Fine. Since you're about to leave, I can still help with this much. Perfect timing, I've gained some new insight recently. Getting you a championship will be easy."

He had not expected the newly learned thing to come in handy so soon. If not for the doubled teaching speed, Lin Zhengran felt it really would have been dicey to get He Qing the training hall championship half a year early.

When Little He Qing heard Lin Zhengran agree, she did not doubt him in the slightest, because once he promised something, he had never gone back on his word.

Fairy He had received the letter calling her back to her sect. Not only had she asked about your relationship with Jiang Guniang, but before leaving, she also had a request for you: she wanted you to teach her more of your cultivation and fist intent. Although there might not necessarily be any benefit this time, you still accepted her plea and planned to teach her everything you could over the next month.

Jiang Guniang. Jiang Guniang was just outrageous.

After that conversation in the bedroom during the day, Lin Zhengran began spending as much time as he could in this final month teaching Little He Qing taekwondo.

Every evening after school, or during lunch breaks, or on weekends, the two of them were basically together.

Lin Zhengran taught her with great care, and analyzed everyone in the Taekwondo Hall who could beat Little He Qing.

Little He Qing also listened seriously and studied seriously, not daring to be careless at all.