The Joy of Success Turned to Sorrow
Wang Yue saw the worried look in the little girl's eyes and felt a headache coming on. If he weren't a teacher, he wouldn't have cared about any of this.
Thinking that, he tucked the milk into his pocket and said casually, "Don't worry about me. I'm in good enough shape to stay up for seven days and nights without a problem. I've only gone a few days without proper sleep, and I slept all afternoon today, so I've had plenty of rest."
Huang Shu saw how distant Wang Yue seemed and knew she'd gone a bit too far. But she also knew Shen Qi was only a little over twenty, just two years older than her.
Why could Shen Qi, but not her?
Unwilling to accept it, she said plaintively, "I know. You looked exhausted when I saw you teaching this morning. I got you some milk at noon, but when I came to your office, you were still asleep."
Only then did Wang Yue realize when she'd prepared the milk. It was a kind gesture from the girl, and he felt a little awkward. He quickly tried to reassure her. "All right, skipping one meal won't kill me. Come on, let's go get something to eat. I'm not waiting for your teacher's wife to eat with us today."
Wang Yue mentioned his teacher's wife every other sentence, so Huang Shu smiled wryly and said, "How about we go home to eat? I'm a decent cook. Food outside is too greasy and bad for you."
Wang Yue was taken aback and quickly refused. "Forget it. I can't make a special detour to your place just to eat. It wouldn't look good for you if people heard about it."
Seeing that Wang Yue