Xie Ying'an soon discovered a problem.
Usually, when not at school, Li Qingmo would stick to him every second, calling him or video chatting, ensuring he had no chance to visit Qingran.
And in school, whenever he showed a bit of affection towards Qingran, it was not a pen that flew towards him, then it was a book, coincidentally always hitting his hand.
Whenever he looked back, Ji Yanchen would definitely have an expressionless face, and his words were always the same—
Oh, sorry.
The pen, it flew out by itself.
Oh, sorry.
The book, it flew out by itself.
...
Damn! Do only Ji Yanchen's things grow wings and fly by themselves?
Xie Ying'an was so angry his teeth hurt, but he was helpless.
He couldn't just drag Ji Yanchen into a fight, could he?
If that happened, then probably everyone in school would say Xie Ying'an, even bullied the 'honest man' God Ji, truly inhumane.
