"You two! What are you doing!?" The bespectacled old man sprinted up to Tang Yuran and Gu Yu, his eyebrows furrowed as he asked loudly.
"Nothing," Gu Yu replied with an indifferent expression, his voice deep and calm.
"Nothing? Do you think I'm blind, or do you think I'm blind, or do you really think I'm blind?" The old man stood with his hands behind his back, straightened his back, and looked at them through his glasses, his voice stern. "It's after school, a boy and a girl alone in this quiet and deserted corridor, standing so close together, what do you think you're planning to do, huh? Don't you think I know?"
Gu Yu stood there, looking at him calmly without saying a word.
The old man then turned his head to Tang Yuran and said, "Young lady, you should have self-respect and love yourself. Just because a boy looks nice, it doesn't mean you can just stop in your tracks. What's the use of good looks, can you eat them or spend them like money?"
