He spoke very softly, as if murmuring to himself, or as if sighing helplessly, yet each word was deeply etched into Tong Xiaohuai's heart.
Tong Xiaohuai trembled again, looking into the depths of his eyes, where she saw nothing but his image.
"Yanbo, don't do this! You're making me feel so guilty!"
At this moment, besides some inexplicable and unfamiliar emotions, Tong Xiaohuai was indeed filled with guilt towards Yan Bo.
Yan Bo, who had been looking at her with deep affection, blinked and smiled.
"Fool, there's no need to feel guilty. Relationships are always about mutual consent. It's my business if I want to be good to you, but I never intended to use that kindness to manipulate your feelings."
Yan Bo was a proud man, and he never forced others to do things.
Moreover, the girl in front of him was someone he liked, so he was even more reluctant to force her.
Tong Xiaohuai remained silent, partly because she didn't know how to answer him, and partly because she was too moved to speak.
Aside from her parents and Uncle Ming, she couldn't think of anyone else who would be as foolish as Yan Bo, giving to her silently without expecting anything in return.
"Alright, it's getting late. Go home, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep."
Even though Yanbo wanted to sit with her like that until dawn, he couldn't forget that she had been yawning constantly on the way back.
She was just an eighteen-year-old girl, and on top of her normal studies, she had to shoulder an excessive burden for her family. It would be a lie to say she wasn't tired.
Tong Xiaohuai realized that she was indeed a bit tired after being reminded by him, and Yan Bo still had to drive for an hour to get home.
"Yes, it is indeed late. You must have gotten home very late."
Tong Xiaohuai led Yan Bo around to the other side and back to the mansion. This time, it only took about ten minutes.
"If you're interested in these buildings, come back during the day next time, and I'll show you around."
"Then it's settled. You can let me know whenever you have time."
Yan Bo has no business trip plans during this period. As long as Tong Xiaohuai tells him, he can put aside everything and fly over.
In his view, every time he spent alone with Tong Xiaohuai was a wonderful date.
The two stood at the gate of the mansion and chatted for a few more minutes. Both Yan Bo and Tong Xiaohuai seemed a little reluctant to part.
Finally, Yan Bo reached out and patted Tong Xiaohuai's head, "Alright, let's go in, it's getting late!"
Yan Bo didn't get back into his car until he saw Tong Xiaohuai go inside and close the door.
That night, nothing seemed particularly special, but both Yan Bo and Tong Xiaohuai realized that things had changed between them.
This is especially evident in Tong Xiaohuai.
In the past, she would usually go to bed immediately after taking a shower.
But tonight, after taking a shower, she didn't go to sleep immediately. Instead, she took her phone and a book and climbed into bed.
She set an alarm on her phone, telling herself that the phone was there to remind her when it was time to sleep.
However, every few minutes, she would pick up her phone and glance at it.
After confirming that there are no messages or calls, a slight sense of disappointment always inevitably arises in my heart.
It seems that Yanbo also has double standards.
She went home, and he asked her to send a message saying she was safe. Couldn't he send one himself?
Just as Tong Xiaohuai was indignantly looking down on Yan Bo, her phone chimed with a message notification.
Tong Xiaohuai hurriedly picked up her phone, opened it, and sure enough, it was a message from Yan Bo.
"I'm home. Are you asleep?"
Tong Xiaohuai had forgotten that she had promised him that she would come back, wash up, and go to sleep, and instead answered him honestly.
"No, I'm still reading!"
"Still watching? Go to sleep!"
Yan Bo's words were crisp and decisive, even carrying a hint of fierceness. However, in Tong Xiaohuai's mind, his gentle and tolerant image was already deeply ingrained.
"Let's watch it a little longer..."
Just seconds after Tong Xiaohuai sent the message, her phone rang loudly.
"Exam tomorrow?" Yan Bo asked as soon as the call connected.
Tong Xiaohuai was a little confused. "Who said there's an exam tomorrow? School has only just started!"
"Since the exam isn't tomorrow, go to bed early. You'll only suffer if you ruin your health."
Tong Xiaohuai scoffed dismissively, "It's still early, isn't it? I usually go to bed at two or three in the morning, it's only eleven now!"
Since taking over all the affairs of the Tong family, Tong Xiaohuai's life has undergone a dramatic change.
In the past, although she would travel around with her father, he would usually have the driver take her home around 10 o'clock.
In just two or three months, she has already adapted to this new lifestyle.
"Now is the perfect time for deep sleep, stop talking nonsense and go to sleep!"
Yan Bo's tone, though still gentle, carried a hint of command.
Tong Xiaohuai looked at the book that had been sitting on her lap for half an hour without being turned, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep. You should go to sleep early too."
"Still laughing? How dare you laugh when you don't care about your health at all!" Yan Bo, who had no idea what Tong Xiaohuai was laughing about, scolded her helplessly.
"Yanbo, you look just like my dad!" Tong Xiaohuai said with a smile.
Tong's mother has always been indulgent towards Tong Xiaohuai, especially after Tong Laoda started raising the little girl like a boy, she became even more indulgent towards Tong Xiaohuai.
Tong Laoda, on the other hand, was much stricter and more talkative with Tong Xiaohuai.
Only in the matter of Yan Bo did Boss Tong show exceptional leniency.
"It doesn't matter who you think I resemble, just go to sleep now, goodnight."
"Okay, I'm going to sleep now. You should go to sleep early too. Goodnight!"
The conversation was completely pointless, yet the two parties seemed oblivious, rambling on for nearly ten minutes before finally hanging up.
Tong Xiaohuai closed the book and placed it on the bedside table. Then, she stared at the phone, which had already been locked, with a smile. After a while, she put the phone back on the book.
...
The next day, Tong Xiaohuai, who had afternoon classes, arrived at the classroom on time.
Having always sat in the back row, she subconsciously glanced at the empty seats behind her as soon as she entered through the back door.
A tall, thin boy waved at her, but she naturally ignored him because she didn't have many friends at the school, not even casual acquaintances.
"Tong Xiaohuai, over here!"
She only turned her gaze to the boy's face when she heard his shout.
Perhaps fearing being ignored again, the boy who was sitting stood up, his tall and slender figure standing out among the group of seated students.
Tong Xiaohuai looked at the boy with a puzzled expression, feeling that his face was unfamiliar. It wasn't until she saw his tall and thin figure that she remembered who he was.
This person was none other than Zeng Xianghuai, the boy who gave her roses yesterday.
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