Dongfang Yu thought to himself, the lack of impression was for the best.
Otherwise the boy would be doomed.
Nevertheless, on the way home, he couldn't help but ask, "How many people have pursued you in the past?"
The answer he received was distressing.
"Lots, I only remember receiving a few more love letters in my locker every day I went to school."
Hai Xiaotang was a popular sweetheart among the male students on campus.
Dongfang Yu had also grown from a naive boy.
He knew the kind of girls that boys at school liked were generally like Hai Xiaotang.
Adorably and beautifully looking.
Combined with Hai Xiaotang's good temperament, she was even more liked.
So he knew Hai Xiaotang would indeed receive lots of love letters every day. He was the same back when he was in school, always having girls handing him love letters.
However, luckily, Hai Xiaotang fell in love with him quite early and never even bothered to spare a glance at those boys.
