Thinking it over, Wang Yue decided that even though he didn't like Fang Hui, he couldn't reject her just yet. He'd put it off until they got to college.
Thinking about how Fang Hui might sleep with someone else on a whim in college after Chen Xun fell for another girl, Wang Yue couldn't help feeling a headache coming on.
Fang Hui watched Wang Yue take a sip of Jianlibao, only to see his brow furrow even deeper. Worried he might be tired, she asked softly,
"Wang Yue, are you tired? If you're tired from riding, we can take a break before we go."
Wang Yue wanted to say they didn't need a break, but when he looked at the sky, he realized it was almost noon—lunchtime.
The middle school Wang Yue attended didn't have a cafeteria. Students had to bring their own lunches from home. Even in an insulated lunchbox, the food was only lukewarm by the time they ate.
The school didn't provide microwaves, either. There were too many students for the microwaves to heat everyone's food, so the only way to get a hot meal was to pour boiling water over it.
Wang Yue had only eaten that way for a few days, but he'd already had enough. Since they were just outside the school, he smiled at Fang Hui and said,
"It's still early. Why don't we eat before heading back?"
Fang Hui hadn't expected Wang Yue to be so bold. Uncertain, she asked,
"Wang Yue, isn't that a bad idea? The director only asked me to go home and change. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to eat out before we go back?"
Wang Yue drained the Jianlibao in one gulp and tossed the can casually into the trash bin downstairs from Fang Hui's home.
He climbed