Chapter Eleven

  "You stinky rascal, what do you want to do? Miss is still going to class, get out of my room quickly."

  "The master doesn't go out, what's a class, and what is a class anyway?"

  He stretched his head forward again, the atmosphere was so awkward that I blinked at him and said: "What is class, you have to let me go, I can explain it to you!"

  "Ah!" He nodded and finally withdrew those two annoying paws.

  I wrapped my arms tightly around his chest and said to him: "Going to class, it's where we young people go to learn knowledge, you don't understand is also very normal."

  Unfinished, I secretly added a sentence in my heart, an antique from a thousand years ago.

  "Old antique?"

  He furrowed his brow and muttered to himself.

  "You...you...how did you know?" I looked at him with a flustered face.

  Won't he be able to see what I'm thinking of in my heart?

  He slowly walked towards me, his eyes full of doubt. Just as I thought he was going to corner me again, he bypassed me and headed for the wall corner instead.

  Seeing him stop in front of my treasure chest, my heart suddenly rose to my throat.

  He tossed the bow and arrow on top of the box onto the floor and opened the box.

  "No, don't, don't touch what's inside."

  I dropped the quilt and rushed forward in a flurry to pick up the bow and arrow on the ground, holding them tightly in my arms, and then rushed forward again to try to stop him.

  He raised an eyebrow in displeasure and said, "Didn't you say you were going to class? Why are you still here?"

  "This is my room, get out!" I shouted loudly at him.

  "Get out?" A cold glint flashed in the fox's eyes, and he said to me: "Wanting me to get out? That can be done. Just wait for me to dig up these things, take a look at them, and I'll naturally leave afterwards."

  "No, don't." I panicked and suddenly fell to the ground crying, "Don't touch them, don't move. Those things were left to me by my dad and mom, I only have these now, nothing else is left, they left me ten years ago, I only have these now, only these now."

  Seeing me cry, he was stunned for a moment, put the things in his hand back into the box, and said impatiently to me: "Shut up, crying here early in the morning, are you dead or something!"

  As he spoke, he reached out to smooth his long hair, and with a very displeased look, walked past me. A door creaked, I knew he had gone far away, only then did I put my heart at ease, got up from the ground, and carefully put the bow and arrow back into the box.

  Looking up at the alarm clock on the table, it's already 8 o'clock. Today, going to school late again will probably get me scolded by the head teacher.

  I feel a bit helpless, let out a deep sigh. If it were an ordinary day, being late would be okay, but not today. Today is my duty day, and as a first-year high school student, I'm already late on my first day of duty. I'll probably get severely criticized by the class teacher.

  I didn't have time to eat breakfast, so I grabbed a bun and ran towards the school direction. When I arrived at school, it was already ten minutes into class. I walked carefully in the corridor, afraid of running into some teachers who came out for convenience.

  "Hello Xia Qinghe."

  Arrived.

  I stood up straight, standing upright and waiting for a clever teacher to come and catch me in the act. The footsteps behind me were light, accompanied by a burst of laughter that also came over.

  The voice sounds familiar, I thought for a moment, it's Zhang Ruofei's voice, it turns out that he was scaring me.

  I turned around and glared at him, complaining: "Isn't this class time? How did you end up here, and why are you suddenly shouting my name so loudly, trying to scare me to death?"