"You should know why I came here. I'm not your teacher."
Bei Tang tried to hold Ming Shu's hands. Ming Shu didn't avoid him and just looked at him with a smile.
"Nan Zhi, my name is the only one that will appear on your marriage certificate."
Bei Tang's voice was gentle and overlapped with the one on the playground.
Ming Shu blinked her eyes and her eyelashes vibrated lightly, smiling still. "One day's teacher, lifelong father. Teacher, we don't have a predestination."
Bei Tang put forth his strength, and Ming Shu's hand reddened all at once.
The light in the room seemed to dim at that moment, and there seemed to be an evil ghost whistling behind him.
Silence—
Silence like the dead.
The man's eyes, which were accompanied by some warmth, now began to cool down little by little.
