Ye Jian disliked boys who were trying to woo Ye Ying, but when Yang Heng was scolding Luo Ran in the basketball court, it made Ye Jian unable to hate him. It felt like the boy in front of her wasn’t someone who would be bewitched by Ye Ying’s appearances.
Of course, the most significant reason was that she knew Luo Ran’s definite tendencies. That’s why she did not refuse outright.
She raised her brows and smirked: “This is a little weird, why are you telling me about Luo Ran.”
“It’s not weird, and it’s because I know him. What do you want to get? Soda? Popsicles?” Yang Heng went back to the concession store with her, and pulled out a 10 dollar bill from his pockets, “10 dollars exactly, soda, popsicles, anything is fine.”
One after the other, students also started going inside. Two girls even took many glances at Yang Heng, then walked past him with their heads held bashfully. Most likely they’ve heard what he had said, and they then glanced at Ye Jian out of the corner of their eyes before heading to the shelves to pick out their stuff.
Ye Jian, who held a bun and milk ignored their gazes. She took out her money and paid for her bill then walked beside him: “Is there anything you want to tell me? We’ll talk while we walk.”
Yang Heng realized the situation and shoved the money down his pockets. After taking a sip of his soda, he said something that caused Ye Jian to lightly furrows her brows, “Ye Jian, I’ve seen you at the Transportation Bureau.”
“I see, then that explains why it feels like you know me.” Ye Jian took a bite out of her bun and casually said: “So what about Luo Ran are you going to tell me about? A warning like Yao Jing? Telling me that I’ll be held up by him after school?”
Noticing that she wasn’t too interested in knowing how and why he had seen her in the Transportation Bureau, Yang Heng couldn’t help but to turn his head to the side, “School has started for a month now, haven’t you ever heard the things about Luo Ran?”
“That I have: picking fights, causing troubles, being acquainted with those gangsters outside, all in all, not a good student.” Ye Jian threw the plastic from the bun into a trash can that they just happened to pass by. She smirked at Yang Heng: “If that’s the things that you’re going to tell me, then there’s no need. Those little things about him, the whole school knows about it.”
“I won’t tell you things that the whole school knows about, but I have something about Luo Ran that I must tell you.” Yang Heng’s reaction was fast. The relaxed and blunt nature of boys made him not to hide anything in front of Ye Jian, “On Friday, Luo Ran had hired the help of other students to block you at the school gates. The person who had told him that you would go out on Friday was Ye Ying.”
“You should be careful. Luo Ran is one that holds a grudge. Since you’ve made him bleed in front of so many students with a basketball, he will not simply let it go.”
Ye Jian only stopped when she heard those words. She stood at a dark spot that was mottled by the streetlight’s illumination through the leaves, a hint of interest surfaced in her eyes, “So those people who stalked me on Friday was by his orders. Thank you, I will keep that in mind.”
If this boy liked Ye Ying, then he wouldn’t say that it was Ye Ying who had told Luo Ran in front of her. Even more so, he would not come here to notify her of this.
A boy with many contradictions. You can’t call him well behaved. At the very least, he had been in fights and stirred up troubles while also spending his time in internet cafes.
You also can’t call him a delinquent, because he understands the school is still a school in the end. It’s not a place where they can stir up trouble.
A boy who was neither well behaved nor a delinquent. Ye Jian’s impression of him was neither good nor bad.
“Don’t fret it; I feel like it should be Luo Ran who can’t afford to offend you. After all, you’ve spent a couple of hours and helped the Public Security Bureau flush out their suspect and made it possible for them to be able to capture him in 12 hours successfully. My intuition tells me to either remain at a respectful distance from you or get along peacefully with you.”
Yang Heng wasn’t Luo Ran. He would muddle around, but he wouldn’t go too far as to scatter money all around with those young gangsters.
He muddles around according to his principles; not stirring up trouble, not swindle and bully the underclassmen, and even more so would not bring kids from other schools to pick a fight with students in his school.
