Call me Chuchu!

  "Hmm, compared to my brain problem, why do you know I offended him?" Ling Keke's focus was always so unique and different from others. Whether or not she had offended someone was already a foregone conclusion, something she never worried about. What did worry her, however, was how well Wen Chutian understood her situation. After all, the matter between herself and Ye Xiaolu wouldn't have surfaced if it weren't for this loudmouth today.

  Could it be...? Ling Keke immediately patted her clothes to check, but didn't find any suspicious eavesdropping devices. If not eavesdropping, then was Wen Chutian following her?

  "You yelled so loudly in the library before, and with what happened today, even a knee would know that you provoked him. I see what Ling Keke is doing, but Xun Chu Tian slanted his eyes at her, feeling that he was foolish to provoke her, obviously being looked down upon by this second sister."

  "Hmm... Hehe, yeah, that's right, Master was there too." Just after finishing speaking, seeing Wen Chutian's extremely resentful eyes, Ling Keke regretted bringing it up again! The topic they had escaped from earlier due to Ye Xiaolu's summons was brought up once more by herself!

  "Don't call me Master, it's too embarrassing." It seemed that he knew the reason why Ling Keke ran away from him yesterday. Wen Chu Tian didn't bother him anymore and returned to his seat under the quiet gaze of the few remaining students in the classroom, patting the desk beside him, "Sit here!"

  "Uh, yes, master... Lord Chu Tian..." Looking at the still somewhat immature and half-grown appearance of Wen Chu Tian, being called out like an elder teaching a child, Ling Keke couldn't help but laugh and cry. Why did she have to be played around by a 19-year-old uncle and then again by a 14-year-old young master...

  "Don't call me Mr.!" Another cold stare, as if thinking of something, Wen Chu Tian suddenly became very gentle and smiled, "Just call me Chuchu."

  "Huh, Chuchu?" Called you Chuchu? At the suggestion of Wen Chutian, Ling Keke was stunned on the spot. Still Chuchu, still touching Chuchu! A boy who is only fourteen years old, isn't it too young to be called this name?! She felt embarrassed for him, let alone him feeling embarrassed about being called that!

  "Who?" Chu Tian's reaction to Ling Keke seemed to be one of anger, his eyes widening in shock, his long eyelashes trembling before falling silent, refusing to say another word to Ling Keke for the rest of the day, spending the entire class with his head down on the desk, not speaking or listening, and not even allowing Ling Keke to leave.

  There were always a lot of onlookers around, but because Wen Chu Tian was sleeping, no one dared to approach and chat. For Ling Ke Ke, who didn't want to satisfy others' curiosity and be disturbed, it was actually a good thing. She didn't want to explain her relationship with Wen Chu Tian at all, nor did she dare to answer questions about Ye Xiao Lu.

  It was a peaceful day, but Su Xue, who had been forced to accompany her for a day, couldn't help but ask, "Keke, what are you doing?"

  These days, because of the Kendo Club's affairs, she has been focusing on practice and forgot to pay attention to her good friend who would get into trouble if she didn't keep an eye on her. She didn't expect that this time Ling Keke actually dared not to report honestly to her, which made her a bit angry.

  "Uh......I don't know what I'm doing either......" Looking at Wen Chutian, who had woken up and was collecting his books, Ling Keke felt like he had been glared at fiercely and immediately changed his intention to explain the situation. He simply looked at Su Xue carrying her bamboo sword, knowing that there would be no chance to secretly complain after school, "Do we have to practice today too?"

  "Hmm, in a few days I'll be representing the school at a tournament in J-Country, so I need to intensify my practice." With a meaningful glance at Ling Keke, Su Xue couldn't help but sigh. Why did she have to go to the tournament? The one sitting right in front of her, Ling Keke, was an abnormal-level swordsmanship expert...

  "Not going home? Xiaoxue is always boarding, I'm so bored at home alone." She rolled her eyes and saw that Wen Chutian had walked away without a word. Ling Keke let out a sigh of relief, but also felt a bit worried, wondering what she had done to make him angry, hoping he wouldn't expose her secret!

  "You said you're alone at home, which means Yiran sister is not there either. If she's not home, what's the point of me going back?" Su Xue shrugged her shoulders, not thinking much of it. She liked Ling Keke, but in fact, she still liked Ling Yiran more.

  "Okay, anyway, since there's going to be a tenant at home, it's like having someone to accompany me." Su Xue had always understood Ling Keke's indifference, after all, she only liked her because she resembled Ling Yiran. Moreover, it was too exhausting for friends to cater to one's own quirks, no reason to be willful.

  "Cocoa, I'm telling you, it's better to change your bad habits in love early on, it's not good for the old nest at home." Ling Keke smiled wryly, and Su Xue, who was rushing to the practice field, suddenly felt like she was Ling Keke's mother, always having endless worries.

  "Oh..." Watching Su Xue leave, Ling Keke lazily dragged out a long tone and also started packing her bags to leave. The tenant would arrive at 6 o'clock sharp, this time was a bit tight!

  Of course, when the late-arriving her came to the door of her home, panting and out of breath, she saw a small figure already waiting at the door, carrying a small violin and simple luggage. Her scalp felt numb as she instinctively took several steps back, wanting to pretend she hadn't come back.

  Why, why is it like this...

  Staring blankly at the equally astonished gaze of that gentle-looking young man, Ling Keke felt like crying but had no tears. Can I start applying for boarding school now?!