Right Here Waiting For You

Chapter 18: Ning Tiantian Is My Fiancée

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Ah.” Su Yi exclaimed, then looked down to see that he was kneeling on the ground. He felt like weeping but had no tears. What else could he say? He was really just tired, so he fell on the ground.

“Why are you late?” The class teacher who wore high heels stared at him fiercely.

Su Yi was thinking fast. He immediately said, “The reason why I am late is that I accidentally fell into the river when I was walking. After I finally got out, I came back home to get dry clothes, but my hair was still dripping.”

As soon as he finished, the students in the classroom burst into laughter.

This was definitely the strongest reason for being late this year!

“What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at?” The class teacher yelled at the students in the class, then looked at Su Yi coldly from head to toe. “This doesn’t convince me. Don’t give me such a lame reason for being late. 1000-word self-criticism. Send it to my office before school is over.”

Su Yi wailed and walked to the classroom dejectedly. After putting down his schoolbag, he stared at Li Moyan beside him with a look that seemed as if Li Moyan was his sworn enemy.

Su Yi obviously wanted to say something, but when he saw the angry class teacher on the platform, he held back quietly.

The class lasted what seemed to be a thousand years to Su Yi. After class, Su Yi slapped the desk hard, which made all of the books on the desk fall to the ground. He pointed at Li Yanmo and said, “How could you do this to me? You took your little sister to school in the morning. Is that a secret that you need to hide from me?”

If it wasn’t for finding out this, Su Yi would not have been chased as a thief by dogs. He also would not have been late for school, thus being not having been punished to write a self-criticism.

“Do I have to tell you about that?” Li Yanmo looked up at him with a strange look.

Su Yi felt so disappointed with Li Moyan’s response.

“All right, you are not my friend anymore.”

“All right.” Li Yanmo nodded. He didn’t blame Su Yi for stalking him in the morning. Instead, Su Yi came to him with a barrage of complaints.

His brief response made Su Yi look like he was talking to air. Su Yi was not sure if he was still angry with him. At last, he couldn’t help but ask, “Does your little sister have a boyfriend?”

Li Yanmo put down his pencil and looked at him with a strange look.

He was thinking, “Her boyfriend is right in front of you!”

Su Yi couldn’t understand Li Yanmo’s meaning from his look at all. He paused for a second, then continued, “If she doesn’t have a boyfriend, does she want to have one? If she does, does she mind changing one? If she doesn’t want to change her boyfriend, does she mind having one more?”

This was what Su Yi learned from the Internet. He was very excited at the thought that he could soon be the boyfriend of the head student’s little sister.

“Ning Tiantian is my fiancée.” Li Yanmo looked at Su Yi, who was imagining that Tiantian would be his girlfriend. Li Yanmo clenched his fists tightly and really wanted to give Su Yi a hard blow right in the face.

Hearing this, Su Yi was completely stunned. He stammered, “You don’t have a little sister, but a fiancée?”

He is just eight and a half years old. Even Grandpa and Grandma know that he can’t have a fiancée. Su Yi couldn’t believe Li Yanmo.

“By the way, we are not friends anymore, as you said.” Li Yanmo reminded him of this and would never speak to him again.

“How can you have a fiancée?”

Li Yanmo refused to speak.

“How can you fall in love at an early age? You are a good student!”

Li Yanmo still refused to speak.

“And above all, are you engaged?”

Li Yanmo finally turned his eyes from his homework notebook and looked at Su Yi. Li Yanmo was thinking about something.

After seeing such a reaction, Su Yi immediately raised his chin proudly, then sat down on the desk. “You are not engaged! If you are not engaged, then she’s not your fiancée. Since she’s not your fiancée, can we compete fairly?”