After leaving Mr. Xu's office, Tianxin followed closely behind Chen Yiran, walking toward the outside.
Looking at Chen Yiran's slender and upright figure, she inexplicably felt a stinging sensation in her eyes. Why did it feel as if she hadn't seen him in a long time...
"Tianxin..." Chen Yiran sighed lightly, turned around, and stood facing her.
"Brother Yiran..." Tianxin cried out to him with some grievance, "Why didn't you help me get my phone back from the class teacher?"
"..." Chen Yiran kept silent for a while, and then slowly said to her, "I think what Mr. Xu did was not wrong. You are now in the second term of senior year, and you will take the college entrance examination in three months. Now is not the time to play with your phone."
