Chapter 59 A Repressed Passion

The boy slowly reached out and grasped the hem of her skirt, asking in a muffled voice, "Will we ever see each other again?"

He was always so perceptive.

Xia Zhen gave him an affirmative answer, "Yes, even if you don't come to find me, I will come to find you."

"Keep your word."

She nodded and held up her little finger, "You keep your word."

The boy stared at her hand for a long time. His life experiences had left him with almost no trust in others, but at this moment, he was willing to raise his hand and hook his little thumb with her little finger.

Just as suddenly she came, she disappeared just as suddenly.

In this corner separated by roses, the boy held the hand that had previously hooked the girl's fingers, her body heat still lingering on his hand.

He clenched his fists.

So this is what the word "warmth" truly means.

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I don't know what went wrong with Xia Yu. This workaholic actually stayed at home for two days after returning from his business trip. He kept saying he wanted to take Xia Zhen out to eat or take her to an amusement park for a field trip.

Xia Zhen had never looked forward to Monday so much. Yes, she loved going to school!

Because Xia Yu was at home, he didn't let Xia Zhen go to the apartment near the school on Sunday. Instead, he waited until Monday and personally drove Xia Zhen to school.

While driving, Xia Yu said routinely, "It's going to get colder recently. I know you like to dress up, but you should still wear more clothes so you don't catch a cold."

Xia Zhen's face lit up with emotion, "Dad..."

"Don't think I'm concerned about you. I just don't want you to get sick and have to go to the hospital, causing me trouble."

Xia Zhen promptly suppressed the emotion on her face.

Xia Yu added, "Also, how long has it been since you bought new clothes? People will think our Xia family is going bankrupt."

Xia Zhen has been focused on her relationship lately, so she has no interest in buying clothes.

She was about to make up an excuse, "It's because I'm studying..."

"Is it because you don't have enough pocket money?"

Xia Zhen quickly changed her tune, "It's a little insufficient."

When the car arrived at its destination, Xia Yu parked it, picked up her phone, and transferred the money in one swift motion. "Is that enough?" she asked.

Looking at the six-figure bank transfer notification on her phone, Xia Zhen nodded with tears in her eyes, "Dad, can I tell you if it's not enough?"

Xia Yu gave a haughty and aloof "hmm".

For Xia Zhen, this was his first time being a father, and it would only be his first. He always felt that daughters shouldn't be spoiled, otherwise she would develop the same unruly personality as her mother.

So he never spoiled his daughter, but he would never skimp on the money he spent on her clothes.

Xia Zhen got out of the car and waved sincerely to the people inside. "Goodbye, Dad. I'll miss you."

Xia Yu glanced at it and said, "Saying things like 'I miss you' all the time is frivolous."

He rolled up the car window, as if he didn't want to see his daughter making such a fool of herself.

Xia Zhen pouted, turned around, and ran into the school gate.

After her figure disappeared from sight, Xia Yu finally answered the phone that had been ringing for a long time. It was his assistant calling because Xia Yu had originally said he would be at the company at 7:30 for a morning meeting, but it was almost 7:40 now.

Apart from Xia Yu being late once on the day of the divorce, this workaholic has never been late once.

Xia Yu's tone was flat. "Yeah, I know. You know Zhenzhen is dependent on me. I had no choice but to bring her to school. Even after getting off the bus, she kept saying she would miss me. She's such a grown-up, but she's still like a little kid. It's really giving me a headache."

assistant:"……"

He simply reminded the boss about the upcoming meeting, and asked why the boss was bringing up so many things related to his daughter for no reason.

On the other side, Xia Zhen hurriedly ran to the classroom door.

The moment she appeared, the boy in the corner had his eyes, which were filled with a soft light, fixed on her image.

She suddenly became reserved, tidied her hair, and walked step by step to his side with a smile on her face.

The math class representative exclaimed in shock to his deskmate, "How did you guess right?!"

It turned out that Lu Jin arrived at school early today, but Xia Zhen did not. The two class representatives made a bet: the math class representative said that Xia Zhen would definitely run in, while the Chinese class representative said that Xia Zhen would walk in.

The moment the math class representative saw Xia Zhen running into the door, he thought he would finally beat his deskmate, but he didn't expect to lose again!

The class representative for Chinese language smiled mysteriously, "Girls pay a lot of attention to their appearance, so of course you, a perpetual single dog, would never guess."

The math class representative frowned. "That's not right. We've been deskmates since elementary school, and I've never seen you pay attention to your appearance. You're always so unkempt. Aren't you a girl?"

The class representative for Chinese didn't say anything, but instead stacked the Chinese and math textbooks together.

The math class representative was still muttering to herself, "That doesn't make sense either. My mom told me that we took a bath together when we were three years old. If you weren't a girl, there's no way my mom wouldn't know that."

The class representative for Chinese language put an English book on top of the math book.

"You've had a sex change... Ah!"

The math class representative screamed when three thick books hit him on the head.

Xia Zhen sat down in her seat. Just as she put down her schoolbag and withdrew her hand, a hand grabbed hers from under the table.

She looked at him with bright, sparkling eyes, her eyes upturned at the corners, a smug smile on her face. If she had a tail, it would have been wagging high in the sky.

Because it was obvious that he missed her.

Lu Jin asked casually, "Is your hand feeling better?"

"Okay, all done." Xia Zhen tilted her head and said with a smile, "Because of the special medicine, I was better in just one night!"

The so-called miracle drug was nothing more than her using tears to force the boy to submit to her and give her a kiss.

Lu Jin gave her a deep look. "I was worried that you wouldn't be able to take notes in class, but since you're better, then it's alright."

Xia Zhen immediately said with a pained expression, "It's not better yet. My right hand hurts when I move it, and it hurts when I write."

He replied coldly, "Is that so?"

This guy clearly couldn't wait to fix his gaze on her the moment he saw her arrive. As soon as she sat down next to him, he grabbed her hand and held it. What is he pretending to be now, acting all indifferent and heartless?

Xia Zhen deliberately moved closer to him.

The girl's beautiful eyes sparkled with a smile, and one hand quietly rested on the boy's waist, which was dressed in a school uniform. Her lips curved into a smile, and her watery eyes seemed to sparkle like fallen stars. "Maybe if I take some more special medicine, I'll really get better."

On her very first day at the school, she was hailed as a goddess.

But in reality, she's a seductive enchantress.

Lu Jin withdrew his gaze without showing any reaction. "Today, we'll be doing a spot check on your memorization in Chinese class. Read the book."

Xia Zhen snorted. She rested her chin on her hand on the table, showing no interest in reading. Instead, she stared intently at the boy's cold, hard profile.

His ears turned red, and his hand holding hers was burning hot. Why was he still pretending to be serious?

He's such a closet pervert.

The math class representative, sporting a bump on his head, exclaimed, "Lu Jin is truly a modern-day Liu Xiahui! When it comes to studying, goddesses are nothing!"

The class representative for Chinese chuckled twice.

The math class representative instinctively covered his head and slumped onto the desk, not daring to move.