Ye Che was visibly running out of patience as he sat across from her, silently watching her without speaking a word.
The two of them remained silent for quite a while, the whole classroom enveloped in an eerie quiet.
In the end, it was Ye Che who, looking at Xia Weiyi's increasingly gloomy little face, felt more and more uneasy, wondering if he had upset her again somehow?
So, running out of patience himself, he carefully broached a topic, buttering her up, "Yiyi, look, the roses I picked out for you, aren't they beautiful?"
Xia Weiyi slowly lifted her eyes to take the flowers, snorted disdainfully, and laid the roses down on the desk.
Ye Che lifted his hand, raked through his hair, and stared at the little girl, puzzled. Seeing her becoming even less happy, he couldn't help but speak up again, "Yiyi, shall I take you out for some food? You'll get a stomachache if you don't eat on time."
This time, Xia Weiyi did react, shaking her head, "Not hungry."
