“What’s going on?!”
The Discipline Director asked again.
“Oh!”
The Homeroom Teacher stood up and smiled.
“These two were reported by classmates for sleeping in class. I just wanted to mention it—they really can sleep.”
“Did a boy and a girl sleep together?”
The Discipline Director asked.
“Of course!”
The Homeroom Teacher replied.
“A boy and a girl slept together!”
“Uh~maybe not exactly.”
After speaking, the Homeroom Teacher felt strange and looked at Cheng Minghao and Lin Qingya.
Lin Qingya pressed her lips and spoke first.
“Separate! We slept at our own desks, not together. Our desks are far apart!”
The Discipline Director frowned at this, then glanced at the Homeroom Teacher.
Seeing the Homeroom Teacher nod, he left with his hands behind his back.
After the Discipline Director left, the Homeroom Teacher turned his gaze to Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao.
The Homeroom Teacher said, “I helped you once. How will you thank me?”
He sat back in his chair and took a refreshing sip of Goji Berry Infusion.
It was quite popular in the Teacher Circle.
Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao exchanged glances.
Cheng Minghao said,”Know your boundaries, study hard, and make progress every day!”
“Smart!”
The Homeroom Teacher was satisfied, but then frowned again and asked,”You’re so smart, why can’t you learn? Tell me, how many times have I caught you holding hands just in the past two weeks?”
With no other teachers in the office, the Homeroom Teacher spoke casually.
At least there wouldn’t be anyone reporting that he was covering for students.
Lin Qingya stood on the right, exchanged a look with Cheng Minghao, then said,
“Teacher, I’ll reject him. From today on, he won’t be able to hold my hand again!”
Lin Qingya spoke angrily, vowing that she could definitely break away from Cheng Minghao.
Isn’t it just combing hair?!
She had even researched underwear all night and figured it out, though it was still a bit clumsy and inconvenient to put on.
But in the end, she managed.
“Good! I believe you. Then write a letter of assurance and go play on your own.”
The Homeroom Teacher said.
“Oh, okay, I have to write an assurance letter too?”
Lin Qingya frowned, then looked at the Homeroom Teacher, who handed over two sheets of paper and two pens.
He told them to go write at the desk across the room.
Another desk opposite.
While writing the assurance letter.
Cheng Minghao and Lin Qingya stood side by side, bent over, slowly writing.
After writing a few words, Cheng Minghao suddenly spoke to Lin Qingya.
“Qingya, why did your handwriting change? Are you imitating Chen Qing?”
“Ah? Ah? Oh, I…”
Lin Qingya suddenly lowered her head, not letting Cheng Minghao see her expression.
Her head was sweating, and she felt fear inside, knowing her face must look terrible.
She tried to suppress the trembling in her shoulders and body, but couldn’t stop the fear and the sweat under her bangs.
She didn’t know why, but she just couldn’t admit her identity—maybe she was afraid of losing something.
Lin Qingya just started writing again, lowering herself even more, pretending to explain casually.
“What does Chen Qing’s assurance letter have to do with me? Later, when we hand them in together, I’ll submit both.”
“What are you two whispering about?”
The Homeroom Teacher suddenly asked.
“Oh, n-nothing.”
Lin Qingya buried her head even lower and started writing furiously.
She used Chen Qing’s handwriting to quickly finish the letter, then signed ‘Chen Qing’ at the lower right corner.
The words ‘Chen Qing’ made Cheng Minghao’s pupils contract.
‘Why is she signing with a dead person’s name?’
Cheng Minghao wondered.
Lin Qingya explained softly.
“Chen Qing wrote it. What’s it got to do with me?I copied Chen Qing’s notes. The handwriting is his. If he wants to complain, he can talk to Chen Qing. It has nothing to do with me.”
“Is…is that so?”
Cheng Minghao questioned, looking at Lin Qingya a few more times.
Lin Qingya just kept her head down, the hair on her left side scattering and covering part of her cheek.
She explained,
“Of course. That guy Chen Qing gives me confession letters every day, just like how I give you confession letters.After seeing them so much, I learned how to write love letters. And the handwriting, too.”
Lin Qingya explained complicatedly, which also explained why she gave Cheng Minghao confession letters every day.
It also explained why she could imitate Chen Qing’s handwriting.
“Oh, got it.”
Cheng Minghao replied indifferently, then lowered his head to continue writing.
Seeing Cheng Minghao focused on writing, Lin Qingya secretly moved her gaze to the left and quietly bit her lip.
Then she turned to the right, looking at the wall.
She tidied her hair, took a deep breath quietly, and patted her numb right cheek.
She rubbed her pale, pretty face, then waited calmly for Cheng Minghao to finish.
“Give it to me. I’ll organize it for you.”
While speaking, Cheng Minghao took the assurance letter from Lin Qingya’s hand.
He looked carefully at Lin Qingya’s letter.
When she glanced at him, she quickly looked away.
He remembered that Lin Qingya said she had secrets but didn’t want to talk about them.
Since that was the case…
He didn’t ask.
He just felt confused and strange inside, not knowing if what Lin Qingya said was true or false.
Maybe he should just trust her.
After all, the truth didn’t really matter.
As long as he knew that the person he liked was Lin Qingya, that was enough.
“Let’s go.”
Cheng Minghao held out his hand to Lin Qingya, taking the ‘No Holding Hands Assurance Letter’ and walking toward the teacher, leaving no room for refusal.
“Oh, okay.”
As Lin Qingya reached out nervously, she suddenly felt her left hand being squeezed.
It felt like a strong electric current, or maybe a comforting spring breeze and sunlight, giving her indescribable encouragement.
Her nervousness was instantly swept away by his firm grip, replaced by his silent promise that he was still there.
Even though she didn’t know if he would always be there, at least for this moment, he was quietly comforting her.
This alone made her ‘smile through tears,’ and the gloom in her heart was dispelled by sunlight, making her shine.
The assurance letters were handed to the teacher.
The Homeroom Teacher looked over the two letters.
Lin Qingya’s assurance letter was underneath, the signature in the lower right corner.
Her signature was just covered by Cheng Minghao’s assurance letter.
Right on the teacher’s desk.
And when the Homeroom Teacher picked up the letters, he grabbed both together, glancing at them casually.
For such little couples’ assurance letters, he couldn’t expect much.
He just took a casual look.
As for Lin Qingya’s assurance letter?
The content claimed it was Lin Qingya’s promise, but the signature was Chen Qing.
Later, the Homeroom Teacher might be furious when he discovered the truth.
But by the time he found out, they might be holding hands again, or it might be years after graduation.
But if they held hands again, it probably wouldn’t be so easy.
While Lin Qingya was thinking this.
Out of the corner of her left eye, she unintentionally glanced at her left hand tightly entwined with Cheng Minghao’s.
Her eyes widened instantly, and she started to struggle quietly.
The Homeroom Teacher was still looking at the assurance letters, and the two of them…
Were holding hands again?!
“Mm, that’s fine. Go back to class.”
After a while, it was time for class again.
The Homeroom Teacher urged them on.
“Mm, let’s go.”
Cheng Minghao nodded, glancing at Lin Qingya’s squirming, struggling hand in confusion.
He just held Lin Qingya’s hand and left.
“Oh, goodbye, teacher!”
Lin Qingya greeted politely.
The Homeroom Teacher watched Lin Qingya and Cheng Minghao walk away hand in hand, smiling.
The Homeroom Teacher sighed.
“Girls really are well-mannered. They even say goodbye before leaving. That brat Cheng Minghao only knows how to hold a girl’s…hand?”
“What the—!”
The Homeroom Teacher suddenly burst out with online slang.
“They just wrote assurance letters! These assurance letters…signed by Chen Qing and Cheng Minghao?!!!”
The Homeroom Teacher immediately pulled out the assurance letters and realized he’d been tricked!
“Damn!”
The Homeroom Teacher couldn’t help cursing, then stood up and walked toward the classroom.