Chapter 127 — Tang Yun Cried, Tang Yun Crying as She Begs Everyone for Monthly Tickets... "Monthly Tickets, Monthly Tickets"... Tang Yun Was a Little Surprised, Not Only Because Wang Zhifeng So Easily Let What Just Happened Slide, But More Because of What Wang Zhifeng Said Afterward, When He Told Wei Zhao to Come Find Him in a While!
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"You seem very afraid of me?" Wei Zhao found that Tang Yun guarded herself against him like a hedgehog, and that was no good sign at all. He still hoped to begin a pure and simple romance, and it could not wither away like this.
"What would I be afraid of you for?" Tang Yun twisted her body with awkward stiffness and edged herself farther from Wei Zhao. "It is you I should ask. What exactly do you want?"
"Want? Nothing much?" Wei Zhao looked innocent. Though he did covet Tang Yun's beauty to some degree, for she truly was a born beauty, and being a normal man he would more or less have his thoughts, he had made no further move at all.
Tang Yun saw his dying-innocent look and bit her lip in fury. "You drove away Zou Ruoming, and then went to sweet-talk my mother... And gave me a skirt. Do you not... Do you not mean to pursue me?"
Though Tang Yun was shy, since things had already been said this far, it was better to speak plainly and let Wei Zhao give up sooner.
"Uh... Gave you a skirt?" Wei Zhao had not expected that after squeezing fifty yuan out of this girl, she would still think the skirt was his gift. What a masterstroke of gift-giving! He might as well open a gift-delivery company someday and deliver gifts for people for a living.
But pursue... It seemed he had guessed right. This girl Tang Yun truly believed he meant to pursue her, and that this whole series of acts was staged from some worn-out script just to get close to her! Ha, Wei Zhao could only smile bitterly. If Yang Huaijun ever heard of this, he would surely laugh himself backward and forward.
"Fine, I just want to pursue you. So what?" A wicked amusement rose in Wei Zhao, and wanting to tease Tang Yun, he simply nodded and owned it.
"You... You... How can you be like this!" Tang Yun had never thought that one provocation from her would make Wei Zhao tear off his mask and admit it outright. At once all her temper drained away, and instead she had no idea what to do. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Wei Zhao, and all her earlier courage to question him was gone.
Tang Yun buried her head very low, almost into her collar. The nape of her neck, once hidden by her shining hair, now showed its fair skin before Wei Zhao's eyes, enough to set the imagination wandering.
Wei Zhao was about to tease her a few more lines when he saw Tang Yun's long lashes tremble, her slight frame rise and fall faintly, and a glint of crystal shine at the corner of her eye and slide down her cheek.
Wei Zhao was badly startled. Tang Yun was actually crying! Was the little spitfire not so tough after all? Seeing her so fierce when she stepped on his foot before, he had taken her for strong, and never thought a few words from him would make her cry.
Even Wang Zhifeng just now had not possessed such power!
"All right, all right, do not cry," Wei Zhao had never coaxed a girl before, and now he was flustered too and had no idea what to do. "If you do not cry, I will buy you candy..."
Hearing such muddled, child-coaxing nonsense from Wei Zhao, Tang Yun grew only more annoyed, taking it as deliberate mockery of her. Wronged at heart, she cried all the harder, lying across her desk and sobbing.
"All right, all right, as long as you do not cry, I will promise you one thing, anything I can manage." Wei Zhao had never promised anyone anything before, but once he promised, he would surely keep it.
If Yang Huaijun knew that their captain, just to stop a girl from crying, had broken precedent and made a promise, he would surely have been stunned to death.
"Who wants it..." Tang Yun spoke three words in her grievance and then paid Wei Zhao no more heed.
Wei Zhao was helpless. Just then the class bell rang, and the students out for break exercises all came pouring back. It was no longer proper for Wei Zhao to keep standing at the window, so he could only go back to his classroom first and say more later.