Married A Man I Hate - Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Animal World “My Feifei is shy.”

“Like”

Le Qingfei knelt on the floor in the moonlight, his hands resting on his thighs, one hand clutching baby shoes, the other holding his phone. His gaze landed on the two characters on the screen.

Like?

Does he like Fu Li?

Le Qingfei’s sitting posture gradually softened, all his strength piling on his heels, as if he had suddenly started dreaming.

The moonlight disappeared at the edges of the window; the square light framed Le Qingfei perfectly.

But, the person he likes is Yan Song.

Isn’t it?

Fu Li also knew that he liked Yan Song; he had never let himself like him, and even said that if they found Yan Song, he would let them be together.

Because Le Qingfei must put his own happiness first.

Fu Li had taught him all of this.

However, Fu Li did not teach him how to judge his own heart.

“Feifei?”

Fu Li walked out of the bedroom, his black hair slightly messy, hanging over his forehead. He half-squinted his eyes and picked Le Qingfei up from the floor.

“Why are you running around? Hmm?”

Every time he got out of bed, Fu Li was always able to find him quickly, as if he had installed a tracker on him.

Le Qingfei lay in the crook of Fu Li’s arm, staring at the ceiling, looking down at Fu Li, who had buried his face in his neck.

Fu Li closed his eyes. “Can’t sleep?”

Le Qingfei didn’t know how he figured it out. “A little bit.”

Fu Li gave an “Hmm” sound, lifted the quilt, and slid inside.

“Hey, what are you doing…!”

“The baby can’t sleep, which means he still has energy.”

Le Qingfei’s pants had been taken off by Fu Li when he was carried into the quilt in the morning. He couldn’t protect himself even if he wanted to, and could only step on his shoulders with his feet. “I, I have classes tomorrow.”

“Hmm, I won’t go in.”

Fu Li kissed him.

Le Qingfei covered his face in self-abandonment. Fu Li grabbed his hands into the quilt and interlaced his fingers with his.

Is it… like?

Le Qingfei looked at the shaking ceiling and admitted that he liked this moment, liked Fu Li’s kisses, liked Fu Li’s hair that tickled his lower abdomen, and the hand that circled his thighs and gripped his waist.

And what about Fu Li?

Do I like Fu Li?

…

The drizzling rain of March fell on the window of the black Rolls Royce, blurring the figures of the people kissing inside.

Le Qingfei was pressed against the corner of the car window, eyes closed, feeling Fu Li’s gentle kiss.

“The first day, it’s okay if you aren’t used to it yet.”

Fu Li cradled his face and kissed him lightly. “Should I come to keep you company for lunch at noon?”

Le Qingfei shook his head. “Xu Yi will keep me company for lunch. Maybe I’ll even meet more friends.”

Fu Li smiled and said “Okay,” then lowered his head to kiss his brow. “Hmm, our Feifei will meet many new friends.”

Another kiss.

Le Qingfei suddenly really wanted to see Fu Li’s face, but before he could open his eyes fully, his lips were bitten by Fu Li.

“Focus.”

Strange.

Le Qingfei thought with his eyes closed, how did Fu Li know?

“Eyelashes.”

Fu Li stood by the car, helping him tidy up his hat, using his fingertips to brush his eyelashes. “Like a little butterfly, fluttering on my face.”

Le Qingfei gripped his backpack straps, looked at him, said nothing, turned around, and ran into the school.

“Have a happy day in class. If you can’t keep up, give me a call.” Fu Li seemed to take two steps in pursuit, his voice closer. “I’ll take you out to play tonight.”

“I know!” Le Qingfei looked back while running. “I will keep up.”

“Watch where you’re going!”

“Huh?”

Le Qingfei turned his head and quickly stepped aside to avoid someone he almost bumped into. He lowered his head to apologize to the person, nearly missing his step on the stairs in front of him.

Still, he hadn’t slept enough last night.

Fu Li frowned and let Marcus follow him inside.

Today was Le Qingfei’s first day of transferring to his major. Fu Li was worried, but Le Qingfei felt no nervousness about the new environment, only impatience.

Jinggang University is a private university with a 2+2 model. There are only two types of students in the school: rich kids who don’t need to study, and straight-A students who get full tuition waivers plus all-expenses-paid study abroad for two years.

Just like Kong Linxu and Xu Yi, who were waiting for him under the corridor.

“Qingfei, it’s very easy for transfer students to be bullied.” Kong Linxu followed behind him. “We will go in with you. If they see you have so many friends, they won’t dare to bully you.”

Back then, Kong Linxu transferred into Hadlin Academy. He had a weak personality, but his cousin had caused a lot of trouble at Hadlin Academy, so a group of people went after him. When he was being bullied, it was Le Qingfei who helped him.

From that day on, Kong Linxu started following Le Qingfei every day.

Confessing timidly, being rejected, and continuing to confess.

Le Qingfei smiled and patted the backpack behind him. “I brought things. Surely no one will bully me.”

Kong Linxu opened his eyes wide. “Qingfei, even if Brother Fu can cover the sky with one hand, we cannot engage in armed fighting.”

Le Qingfei glared at him. “What are you saying?”

After receiving Kong Linxu’s birthday gift, Le Qingfei replied to him for the first time, saying that he had already married Fu Li, and sincerely hoped he would give up and keep it a secret.

Kong Linxu covered his mouth and looked at Xu Yi, who seemed to know nothing, and laughed awkwardly.

When the three walked into Le Qingfei’s classroom, they found that their worries were unnecessary.

The total number of people in the entire major was only two more than the three of them, and that was counting Le Qingfei.

Kong Linxu and Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye to him.

“Hello, hello, I am Le Qingfei.”

Le Qingfei greeted his classmates enthusiastically and took out the items in his bag: butter bunny cookies and strawberry yogurt.

The four looked at each other. They knew a new student was transferring, but none of them expected it to be Le Qingfei.

The Le Qingfei in the rumors who beat up professors and kicked school directors.

However, these cookies and yogurt were really delicious.

The five of them soon started chatting. They also told Le Qingfei that the popular majors at Jinggang University were finance and liberal arts; naturally, a major like theirs that required “practice” didn’t have many people.

Le Qingfei bit his straw and nodded.

“You must be like us, rebellious against your family and thrown in here to be ‘rehabilitated,’ right? Then you must be psychologically prepared. You will often be with messy animals, always running in the wild, going up mountains and down rivers… Huh? Why are you laughing?”

When the professor arrived, Le Qingfei was replying to a message from Fu Li.

Long-legged Feifei Rabbit: My classmates are all very nice. They even complimented my cookies and yogurt [holding face]

Long-legged Feifei Rabbit: I left some for you in the car too. Did you find them?

Before Fu Li’s “is typing…” reply came, the sound of a thermos cup being placed heavily on the podium came first.

Le Qingfei “whooshed” and put away his phone, folded his hands obediently on the table, and listened to the lecture.

On the podium. The professor was thin, with graying hair at his temples, wearing glasses. His eyes swept coldly across the classroom, and finally landed on Le Qingfei, and he spoke:

“Our major really has all sorts of rare treasures.”

The other four in the classroom were already used to Professor Yue’s sarcasm and looked at Le Qingfei in unison.

They saw Le Qingfei press his voice recorder, then flip open a pink notebook, lower his head, and diligently record something.

Professor Yue adjusted his glasses, his voice colder: “I don’t care how you got in. In my class, I won’t care whose face I’m stepping on.”

During the hour-long class, Professor Yue’s sharp-tongued remarks didn’t stop.

Yue Zheng, Professor Yue, had been a professor at a top domestic wildlife protection major institution. He had integrity and students all over the world. However, not long after he retired, his son squandered all the family’s money, and his wife needed money for medical treatment, so he had no choice but to come to Jinggang University.

Jinggang University paid really well, but the student quality was a world apart from before, and he was more miserable every day in class than the four students under him.

Le Qingfei, who transferred to the major, became an eyesore to him.

After class, the four looked at Le Qingfei, who kept his head down, and went over to comfort him.

“Professor Yue is like this, don’t take it to heart.”

“Yes, every one of us has been lectured by him, but he grades very loosely. Don’t worry.”

Le Qingfei looked at them and blinked. “Said what?”

“You know, those things Professor Yue just said about you.”

“About me?” Le Qingfei opened his eyes wide and quickly flipped through the notebook in his hand. “Which sentence was about me? This ‘rare treasure’ part?”

The four: Hmm?

At school dismissal time, there were quite a few people at the gate of Jinggang University.

Le Qingfei wore his backpack, looking down at the “Common Lagomorpha Identification Key” in his hands. His goose-yellow newsboy cap was tucked under his arm, and the flattened small braids and strawberry hair clips were stuck obediently to his head, mumbling to himself:

“Upper incisors are two pairs, Lagomorpha… not Rodentia…”

Yellow canvas sneakers passed by the black leather shoes beside the luxury car without stopping, and the hat happened to slip from under Le Qingfei’s arm.

A large hand caught it.

“Classmate, your hat fell.”

“Oh,” Le Qingfei turned around with his head down, and moved his head up like a seal, “Thank you.”

“…”

The large hand placed the hat on the top of his head, and took the opportunity to brush against his face with his fingertips.

Le Qingfei frowned, but soon realized who it was, raised his head, and looked at the person in front of him pleasantly surprised. “Why are you here!”

Fu Li, in a black trench coat, stood under a tree and curled his lips. “It’s your first day of school, I should come pick you up.”

Le Qingfei laughed, stood on tiptoes, turned around, and aimed his backpack at Fu Li. “I also have a lot of interesting things I want to tell you, I was just about to call you.”

“Guess what I am reading?”

Fu Li reached out and took his backpack, along with the white scarf that was messily hanging on the backpack strap. He didn’t hand it to the driver, but carried it in his left hand, and held Le Qingfei’s shoulder with his right, walking toward the car door.

“The smart little rabbit loves to study.”

“What? No, that’s not it.” Le Qingfei leaned into Fu Li’s arms. “It’s the identification key the taxonomy professor taught me today. It’s about rabbits, look at this rabbit…”

Fu Li had booked a restaurant and an amusement park, but none of them could be visited because the identification key was stuck to Le Qingfei’s hands.

Holding it in the car, holding it while eating, even holding it while soaking in the bathtub…

“The identification key is very important. In the future, when we go for field investigations, nature reserve inspections, etc., when we get specimens or photos, we need to first identify what species it is…”

On the first day of school, Le Qingfei even thought about his grand vision of sitting in a pickup truck and patrolling Hoh Xil with binoculars.

Fu Li sat on the edge of the bathtub, his bathrobe half-open, quietly looking down at him, waiting for him to finish speaking, before flicking water onto his face with his hand.

Le Qingfei squinted his left eye and dodged. Shallow streams of water flowed down from his eyelashes, along his plump, porcelain-white cheeks, and wet his lips.

“Fu Li, you… mm.”

Fu Li pinched his chin and lowered his head to take the warm liquid he had put there into his mouth.

The entire fourth floor was their bedroom, and the bathroom was naturally large enough to have a sunken bathtub like a swimming pool.

But despite this, Fu Li still placed Le Qingfei on top of him, not allowing him to go anywhere else.

Le Qingfei didn’t resist either.

The hard, cold bathtub—where is it as comfortable as Fu Li’s pectorals, abs, and thighs?

Mm, there were still parts that made him uncomfortable.

Le Qingfei turned around and bit him, shifted his body, but his hip bone was pressed down firmly.

“Don’t move.”

Fu Li finished saying this by his ear and kissed his cheek.

“You…”

Fu Li: “Is the ear length longer than the nose tip for a hare or a pika?”

Le Qingfei’s train of thought was interrupted. He looked back at what was in his hand and answered earnestly: “It’s a hare. The center of the tail’s back is also black for a hare.”

“Hmm,” Fu Li’s hand moved downward, “Continue.”

Le Qingfei continued reciting, and when he recited from the hare to the plateau pika, Fu Li’s middle finger had already disappeared.

Still, he couldn’t finish reciting.

It was close to midnight when it ended. Le Qingfei was carried back to the bed, and Fu Li kissed his blow-dried hair.

“Just hands,” Fu Li kissed his lips, “can make the baby show this kind of expression?”

Le Qingfei’s face was pressed against the sheets, as if he didn’t understand what he was talking about, raising his eyes to look at him.

Fu Li said nothing. His stern facial features looked exceptionally firm and inviolable when expressionless. He stretched out his hand and gently pried open Le Qingfei’s chin, revealing the tip of his tongue hidden behind his white, little teeth.

He watched for a while, his mouth curling into a smile, and he lowered his head to kiss Le Qingfei.

After kissing, he found that Le Qingfei was staring straight at him.

“What’s wrong?”

Le Qingfei shook his head and buried his face back into the quilt.

The future great wildlife conservation scholar, Le Qingfei, received his first bucket of cold water four weeks after enrollment.

Fu Li came home from work and went to the media room to find Le Qingfei, who was hiding inside watching “Animal World.”

Le Qingfei was squatting on an aviation chair, holding a lollipop, staring blankly at the male lion licking the face of a lioness on the screen.

The next second, his shoulders were hugged, and a warm, moist sensation moved from his neck to his cheek.

Le Qingfei was tackled like he was by a male lion, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but he was locked tightly by a pair of arms, and almost his entire face was licked by Fu Li, who was pressing on him.

“What are you doing…”

“Saw you really liked it.” Fu Li kissed his lips. “Do you like it?”

The light in the media room was too dark.

Le Qingfei’s nod was not very obvious, but Fu Li still lowered his head and continued to lick him.

…

After taking a shower, Le Qingfei sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window with his legs held, and Fu Li sat behind him, gently wiping his hair with a towel while listening to him talk about his troubles.

“The case analysis report has to be about lions, but…”

Le Qingfei tilted his head back, resting against Fu Li’s chest, blinking his eyes at him, “I’ve never seen a lion, not with my own eyes. I saw them when I was little, but I’ve forgotten it all.”

Le Qingfei sat up straight again.

“I know, it’s not like you have to see them to write about them. But, hmm… other classmates have been to Kenya, Botswana… and have photos with lions on their phones.”

Fu Li didn’t speak, as if waiting for him to take the initiative to speak.

After a while, Le Qingfei turned around slowly. His brown, half-dry hair was slightly fluffy, making him look like a little lion too.

“Fu Li…”

“Hmm?”

Le Qingfei’s hands were placed obediently on his thighs. He pursed his lips and said softly: “Take me too.” As he said that, he stretched out his index finger and poked him lightly.

Fu Li’s mouth lifted slightly, his expression unchanged. “It seems you don’t really want to go.”

Le Qingfei froze for a moment, then nodded repeatedly. “I really want to go.”

Fu Li’s eyebrows moved. “Sorry, I just thought that whenever Feifei really wants to get something done, he works very hard, for example…”

Fu Li stopped.

Le Qingfei seemed to understand, but those two words seemed to be hovering on his lips, very difficult to say out loud.

Why?

He was able to call him that before.

However, Fu Li seemed determined to tease him, looking down at him like this without speaking. Occasionally he would lift his hand to touch his hair.

Le Qingfei lowered his face and said something softly.

Fu Li: “Can’t hear you.”

Le Qingfei shouted again, his voice a little louder.

Fu Li was in a dilemma: “Still can’t hear you.”

Le Qingfei’s fingers pinched his pale pink pajama pants, thin and tense. After slowly letting go, he looked up at the man in front of him.

The next second, he pounced over, wrapped his arms tightly around Fu Li’s neck, and buried his face in him.

It’s strange; he just can’t say it.

A chuckle came from Fu Li above his head, followed by his breath falling by his ear. “My Feifei is shy.”

Le Qingfei was truly shy.

He was awkward and shy all night, even after the lights were turned off, and would only allow Fu Li to hug him from behind to sleep.

Sleeping “plainly” (without sex), and they slept like that for several days.

On the weekend, Le Qingfei was writing the report that was due on Monday.

The desk was a mess, both the computer screen and laptop were lit, and his tablet was still playing a documentary.

A 3,000-word requirement report hadn’t even had its topic finalized yet, but it was already such a grand undertaking, far more imposing than the “Capital Energy Affairs Office: Memorandum on Preferential Allocation of Extraction Quotas for Foreign Strategic Energy Zones” on the black desk next to it.

“Fu Li, Fu Li, Fu Li…”

Le Qingfei couldn’t find the reference Fu Li had just given him. “Where are you?”

Le Qingfei originally thought he could sit on a private plane to Africa over the weekend, but Fu Li told him that in March, when the old crops have been consumed and the new ones are not yet ripe, there were no animals to see in Tanzania and the Masai Mara.

But that was fine; the report didn’t have a shadow of a start yet, so he would go later.

Just then, the study door was pushed open gently.

“Fu Li, where did you go? I couldn’t find… hmm? Why are you covering my eyes?”

Le Qingfei’s vision was pitch black, and then he was picked up by Fu Li. He wasn’t afraid.

“What I meant by ‘can’t do it’ at night doesn’t mean you can do it during the day…” Le Qingfei hugged Fu Li’s shoulders. “If you really want to, you have to wait until night.”

The man holding him was visibly stunned.

Laughter from Fu Li rang in his ears, followed by the sound of the fountain by the driveway in the manor’s front yard, the faint scent of grass and flowers in the spring wind, and the smell of animal feces.

Hmm?

Although Fu Li’s breath was on his left side, Le Qingfei felt a hotter heat source coming from his right.

The hand in front of his eyes was removed.

Le Qingfei adjusted to the light and found himself eyeball-to-eyeball with a lion.

Le Qingfei blinked and closed his eyes again.

Fu Li laughed. “Feifei likes the lion?”

“Open them.”

Le Qingfei slowly opened his eyes uncertainly, and met those amber vertical pupils—a lion’s eyes.

Feeling that it was impolite to stare at someone, Le Qingfei slowly turned his face away to look at Fu Li.

“A lion?”

“Hmm,” Fu Li nodded and pushed his head back. “The lion Feifei wanted to see.”

It was a male lion that didn’t look very robust. It looked like it had just eaten its fill, lay lazily in the giant black iron cage of a truck, and let out a yawn.

The smell of blood drifted out, and Fu Li raised his hand to cover Le Qingfei’s mouth and nose.

The large hand almost covered his entire face, revealing only big, round, black eyes full of surprise and confusion.

After Le Qingfei was sure he wasn’t dreaming, he carefully took Fu Li’s hand away and asked: “Is this… okay?”

A zookeeper stepped forward from the front seat of the truck to greet them. “Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu.”

“I am the director of Jinggang Nanshan Zoo. This lion’s name is ‘Big King,’ he’s 6 years old, and we rescued him from a circus a few years ago.”

Le Qingfei was stunned.

Old Zhang: “Our zoo’s venue lease expired, and the landlord won’t renew it. Closing the garden would have been nothing, but we didn’t know what to do with these animals. Fortunately, Mrs. Fu helped, helping us find a new venue, and covering the garden’s expenses for the next ten years.”

What?

Le Qingfei was stunned for a moment.

This time, it wasn’t about the title “Mrs. Fu”; he looked at Fu Li.

Fu Li acted as if he didn’t know anything about it.

Old Zhang smiled and pointed to the iron cage on the truck. “Look, we’re moving. I heard from Mr. Fu that Mrs. Fu really likes lions, so we let Big King stop by to say hello on the way.”

Le Qingfei nodded repeatedly.

After “talking” with Big King alone, and making an appointment with Old Zhang for the next time to go see the other animals in the zoo, they watched the big truck drive away.

Le Qingfei looked at Fu Li, and Fu Li looked at him. Like two sunflowers of different heights growing in the same pot.

The wind picked up, blowing Le Qingfei’s hair up.

He slowly turned around and walked step by step toward the villa gate. Fu Li stopped where he was, watching Le Qingfei’s back, not moving.

Suddenly, the breeze that had blown Le Qingfei’s hair up blew onto Fu Li’s face.

It was warm.

Le Qingfei ran back, grabbed his arm, stood on his toes, kissed him quickly, and ran away in his slippers.

No thanks, but a kiss.

Fu Li smiled and followed.

The next day, they went to the zoo’s new venue together.

The garden wasn’t cleaned up yet. Le Qingfei threw his coat to Fu Li, rolled up his sleeves, and went to help.

He was busy for a day, and passed out as soon as he got in the car. He only woke up after Fu Li gave him a bath.

After the bath, Le Qingfei didn’t even dry his hair before drilling into the study, stepping on the DDL (deadline), and starting the report with high spirits.

Fu Li blew-dried his hair from behind, looked at the topic report on the laptop screen, smiled, and stepped in to help him come up with a more suitable title.

“Is ‘The Circus ‘Big King’s’ New Retirement Home Is Also Important’ not okay?”

“It’s not that it’s not okay, it’s just that ‘Circus ‘Big King’: The Predicament and Transformation of Local Small Zoos’ would be more appropriate.”

Le Qingfei nodded and continued writing.

Le Qingfei was busy until dawn, not only finishing the report in one go but also recording the “interviews” he had at the zoo that day. With Fu Li’s help, he also organized data on small, defunct zoos across the country over the past twenty years.

In the end, he successfully passed out on the desk.

Fu Li picked him up, but this time Le Qingfei whimpered the moment he was put down, so he had to wrap him in a blanket and hold him in his arms.

He held the person in his left hand and saved the finished report in his right hand, sending it via email. After closing the computer and packing up his schoolbag, he carried him back to the bedroom.

In the middle of the night, Le Qingfei woke up and said the report hadn’t been sent, so he climbed up to send the email.

Fu Li pressed him back into his arms, telling him not to worry and to get a good sleep.

Le Qingfei lay in the warm embrace and suddenly remembered that when he was little, there was one time he could have gone to the zoo. “That day it rained, and then… and then…”

Fu Li: “And then you couldn’t go?”

Le Qingfei suddenly stopped talking, raised his hand, slapped Fu Li on the face, felt around… felt his eyes, “Fu Li, don’t be sad, don’t be sad…”

Fu Li thought he was sleeping and delirious. He laughed, caught his hand, kissed it, put it into his arms, and cooperated: “Hmm, I’m not sad.”

Le Qingfei nodded and fell asleep again.

In his dream, he seemed to have returned to that rainy day.

He couldn’t go to the zoo not because of the rain, but because his uncle and aunt were arguing and left him and his sister in the car. The car was parked halfway up the mountain, and the two could only wait in the car for the rain to stop, until they were found by a friend who couldn’t get through to his sister’s phone late at night.

On the way home, his sister apologized to him and said she was sorry.

Le Qingfei only then learned that Le Wangzong was his grandfather’s illegitimate son, and only after adopting him did he manage to change his name to the surname Le, yet he still treated him badly. But even though he knew this, he still didn’t understand; aren’t family members just family members? Why would it be so complicated?

He always didn’t understand many things.

But now he seemed to understand a little, such as not telling Fu Li about that matter, because Fu Li would be sad.

On Wednesday, the scores for the report were supposed to come out. Le Qingfei was looking forward to it, turning into a little sparrow again.

“I wrote it very seriously, and I feel I wrote it very well. Fu Li, do you think I can get a B?”

Fu Li naturally gave a positive answer; the report was indeed well-written, with a unique angle, solid data, and a final focus on the common plight of small domestic zoos.

“There’s no problem getting an A.”

“Really?” Le Qingfei’s eyes lit up. “If I really get an A, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Fu Li raised an eyebrow. “Treat me to dinner?”

“Yes,” Le Qingfei thought for a moment, “Even if I get a B, I’ll treat you. But it can’t be too expensive; I’ll treat you to an expensive one when I get an A.”

Le Qingfei took out his pink piglet coin purse, counted it, looked at Fu Li beside him, turned around, hid the purse in his schoolbag, and counted it secretly.

Fu Li: “…”

The money-grubbing piglet, who was secretly hiding private money, was kissed hard on the cheek by Fu Li, almost making him late.

In the afternoon, Fu Li left the company early to pick up Le Qingfei from school.

He walked to the bottom of the teaching building and didn’t wait long before he saw people coming out, but he didn’t see Le Qingfei.

Fu Li took out his phone, just about to make a call, when he saw him.

Le Qingfei was wearing wide-leg jeans today, and a light blue shirt inside a dark blue knit sweater—it was his. He even borrowed a pair of silver-rimmed glasses from him, saying he would look more like a scholar.

Fu Li took the lenses out and put them on him. Le Qingfei also took his phone and took a lot of selfies.

But at this moment, those glasses were being held by the owner in his hand, and Le Qingfei was busy wiping away tears.

Fu Li stood in place, holding his phone, stunned.

Just then, Le Qingfei took his phone out of his pocket, and the phone in Fu Li’s hand transmitted his voice.

The call had already been dialed.

Fu Li held the phone to his ear. “Feifei.”

He watched Le Qingfei walk to the side and squat down, like a blade of grass.

“Fu Li, I got a good score…”

Fu Li’s fingers, hanging by his side, curled up. “Is that so?”

“Hmm.”

Le Qingfei raised his head, as if finding it useless, and could only raise his hand to wipe away the tears on his face. The report sheet in his hand, with an “F” written in red pen, was also soaked by his tears.

His breathing could be heard through the receiver, very heavy, stuffy and nasal: “Hmm, very good, I didn’t let you down.”