I Also Want to Say Hello to the Teacher

"Wuwu... Teacher... sob..."

Li Mucheng reached out and lightly grasped the hem of Ye Feng's clothes, her tears rolling down like beads. She desperately wanted to explain that she had come out of concern for him, not because she was intentionally hiding behind the door. But fearing that Ye Feng might dislike her again for her actions, she stepped aside to make way for him.

"I just noticed there was no movement in your room for so long, so I came to ask if you needed any help. I definitely don’t have any bad intentions toward you!"

As she finished speaking, Li Mucheng suddenly felt her last words were unnecessary—like a guilty conscience giving itself away.

"Te... Teacher..."

"It’s alright, Mucheng. I believe you."

At first, Ye Feng had also been startled when he opened the door to find Li Mucheng standing there. He even wondered if she had lost control of her emotions and was about to do something to him. It wasn’t until he saw her step aside to let him pass that he relaxed.

"Mucheng."

"Yes!"

"Let’s talk for a while, okay?"

"Talk...?"

......

"Mmm... Ye Feng..."

By the time Xie Yuyan woke up and opened her eyes, it was already afternoon. The reason she had been sleeping so late recently was all because of Ye Feng.

Though nothing particularly major had happened lately, Xie Yuyan couldn’t shake off a lingering sense of unease. She had already won the heart of the person she loved—so why was she feeling this way?

She tried her best not to let her negative emotions affect Ye Feng, but she knew that if they kept piling up, they would eventually explode. So, she had no choice but to find other ways to distract herself.

After much searching, she realized that only when she was with Ye Feng could she truly feel at peace. So, she came up with a straightforward and effective solution.

That was—to challenge Ye Feng to a duel! Win or lose, it was a win-win for her. Not only would it keep her negative emotions at bay, but it would also deepen their bond. Why not go for it?

But nothing good comes without a cost. Ye Feng’s stamina was nothing short of terrifying—so much so that Xie Yuyan sometimes wondered if he was even human. Whenever things got too intense, her body would feel completely wrecked, unable to move. Today was no exception.

"Ye Feng, seriously... this guy is like a monster! Maybe I should take him to the hospital for a checkup next time—what if he has some special condition?"

Little did Ye Feng know, Xie Yuyan had even started doubting his physiology just to figure out how to beat him once.

"Sigh... what a hassle. Why can’t there just be a world with only me and Ye Feng? Everyone else is just... unnecessary."

"I wish... I wish they would all disappear..."

......

"Teacher, here’s some water."

After pouring Ye Feng a glass of plain water, Li Mucheng took a big sip in front of him first, then obediently sat on the sofa across from him, perking up her ears like an attentive listener, waiting for him to speak.

Ye Feng understood her intention—she was just proving that the water hadn’t been tampered with.

"Mucheng, I already told you I believe in you. You don’t need to do these little things anymore, understand?"

"Wuwu..."

Li Mucheng nodded vigorously, afraid Ye Feng might miss her response.

"I understand! I won’t do it again..."

Is this 100% affection a bit too much? Mucheng practically obeys my every word unconditionally.

Ye Feng took a small sip of water, then patted the empty spot beside him.

"Mucheng, come sit here."

"O-okay... Huh!?"

Li Mucheng agreed at first, but after a moment of processing, her eyes widened in shock as she stared at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"Te-te-te-teacher, what did you say!? You really want me to... sit next to you?"

"Mhm."

Ye Feng simply gave a short reply and calmly watched her.

"Okay."

Li Mucheng held the hem of her skirt with one hand and pressed the other against her chest as she carefully stood up and inched over to sit beside Ye Feng. Though they were on the same sofa, there was still a noticeable gap between them.

"Teacher, what is it?"

She kept her head lowered, not daring to meet his eyes, and asked in a soft voice.

"Mucheng, I want to ask you something."

"Something...?"

"Yes. About... me."

Ye Feng hesitated, but to understand the "affection level" the system had assigned, he needed to clear up his doubts.

"A question about you? Please ask, Teacher! I’ll answer anything I can!"

"Thank you, Mucheng."

Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng began his inquiry.

"Mucheng, if I ever harmed you or someone close to you... would you start disliking me?"

"Huh? Teacher, why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Don’t worry, Mucheng. It’s just a casual question. If I made a mistake, wouldn’t you... lower your opinion of me at least a little?"

"Never!"

Just as Ye Feng expected her to nod, Li Mucheng shocked him by outright rejecting the idea.

"I would never think less of you, Teacher. To me, you’ll always be the most important person in my heart. That’s all."

"But what if I’m not as good as you think? What if I approached you from the start just to use you for something?"

"Even if that’s the case..."

"Right? If I’m not as perfect as you imagined, surely your expectations would—"

"You’d still be the most important person to me."

"......"

"Wha—?"

Ye Feng was so taken aback by her answer that he almost doubted its sincerity. But when he saw Li Mucheng close her eyes, place her hands over her heart, and smile, his skepticism vanished.

"Even if you had a goal or something you had to do, haven’t you noticed how genuinely kind and caring you’ve been when spending time with me?"

"Genuinely...?"

"Mm! If someone was just pretending to be nice to achieve a goal, it would show sooner or later. But you, Teacher—you’ve always treated me with real warmth. That’s why I want to be good to you too."

"Mucheng..."

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