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WBQ's Story Chapter 22

 As soon as the phone was connected, Mother Mu’s impatient voice came into her ears.


“Wei Bo Qian, where are you? Why aren’t you home yet? I asked Qiao Ting, she said that you have after-school tutoring session. But it’s now so late! Why didn’t you answer your phone? Don’t you know that I am worried about you!”


“Mom, I went to dinner with my friends, and went shopping after eating. I forgot to tell you. I’m sorry.”


“Your voice is a little weird.” As expected, she finds something out when she heard her voice. “What’s wrong?”


“We are at a KTV, so our voice is a bit hoarse.” She added, “It’s too loud here so I didn’t hear my phone.”


“Then what time are you coming back?”


“I’m going back soon. I’ll go back after singing.” Bo Qian said. “Mom my friends are calling me. I’ll tell you when I go back. Bye bye!”


Bo Qian, who hanged up the call, looked pitiful.


“Teacher, can you take me to a place where I can wash my clothes? It needs to be dried.”


She has to go back looking clean and tidy. As for the wound, she’ll just find an excuse.


“Let’s go to the infirmary.” Her wound also needs to be bandaged.


“Oh.”


Tang Yu Shu led her to the health room under the light of the mobile phone, but it was locked.


“I’ll go to the office to get the key.” Tang Yu Shu turned around and left.


“Wait for me.” Bo Qian hurried to catch up, holding the corner of his shirt with her little hand, afraid of being left behind.


He could see that the lingering fear is still there, and Tang Yu Shu couldn’t bear it, and took her hand.


Bo Qian gave him a silly look and asked softly, “Why did you come back?”


“Qiao Ting called me and asked if I was still tutoring you, saying that you haven’t gotten home yet. She couldn’t find you so I came back to take a look.”


“Oh.”


“What were you doing in the classroom?”


“I don’t know.”


“You don’t know?”


“I just don’t know.” She bit her pink lips, looking very wronged.


The corridor was dim, and Tang Yu Shu couldn’t see Bo Qian’s expression clearly. When he saw her refusing to speak, as if hiding something, a fire broke out in his heart.


“What were you doing with your boyfriend in the classroom?”


“Boyfriend?” Bo Qian looked up, “I’m not like you! You have a girlfriend but still keep on bullying me, you are shameless and despicable!”


Tang Yu Shu looked shocked, “You don’t have a boyfriend?”


“If I have a boyfriend, can you still have a chance to play with me like this?”


Bo Qian shook off his hand fiercely, clenched her fist tight, and stared at the man in annoyance.


“Oh…” Tang Yu Shu glanced away and unconsciously landed on the corner of the corridor, “No boyfriend…”


A faint smile crawled up to the corner of his mouth silently, without him realizing it.


“No, no, no!” Bo Qian stomped angrily. “From now on, I will hate you. Teacher Tang, after today, I will no longer have intersection with you, and I will never follow you for the rest of my life!”


She walked forward angrily, but as soon as she walked out of the place where the light of the phone cannot reach, she ran back.


“It’s very dark,” She whispered, clutching the corner of his clothes with her little hands.


She was really frightened. As soon as she got to a place where she cannot see clearly, she was afraid that the janitor would suddenly appear again and inflict violence on her.


Tang Yu Shu looked down at the aggrieved and scared, pitiful but inexplicably cute girl, and stretched out his hand.


“Let’s go.”


Bo Qian bit her lip, and put her hand in his warm palm.

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