Liu Feng listened with a smile, occasionally responding with a few words, and their cheerful laughter echoed in the air.
Soon, we were almost at Wang Juan's doorstep.
Liu Feng slowed down, stopped the bicycle, turned around, and handed it to her.
Then, before Wang Juan could react, he ruffled her hair, as if he were doting on a little sister.
Then, with a "whoosh," it disappeared.
Wang Juan watched Liu Feng's retreating figure with a smile on her lips.
Then, he pushed his bicycle toward his house.
When she reached the door, she found her mother standing there waiting for her.
The mother looked at Wang Juan with a serious expression. When she saw Wang Juan come in, she asked, "Why are you back so late?"
"I went to an internet cafe with my classmates for a while!" Wang Juan said softly.
"Anything else?" Wang Juan's mother continued to ask.
"No!" Wang Juan's eyes flickered.
"Who was the boy who just brought you back?" Wang Juan's mother wasn't so easily fooled and went straight to the crucial question.
"Ah, that's my classmate." Wang Juan's heart suddenly raced, and her cheeks flushed slightly, but she still managed to answer calmly.
Seeing her daughter's reaction, Wang Juan's mother became increasingly worried.
We arrived at the living room.
Wang Juan's mother decided to have a serious talk with her daughter.
"Juan'er, how is your classmate doing in school?" Wang Juan's mother asked tentatively.
“A little better than me, Mom,” Wang Juan replied.
"You need to understand that these three years of high school are very important; they are related to your future," Wang Juan's mother said earnestly, looking at her daughter.
“I know.” Wang Juan nodded.
“Juan’er, Mom isn’t trying to interfere with your friendships, but you need to focus on your studies. You’re still young, so don’t get involved in those unnecessary things, understand?” Wang Juan’s mother said earnestly.
Wang Juan lowered her head, softly hummed in agreement, and bit her lip.
She was probably thinking something to herself.
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