Chapter 49: After Class, Come Into My Arms (47)

"Did I do something wrong?"
Aster sat upright on the bench, obedient and well-behaved.

Rose could barely restrain herself from beating up Lu Yu. How could he bear to treat someone as gentle as Aster so harshly? To make her do such things in front of everyone—truly despicable.

"No, no, Aster, you didn't do anything wrong."
It was all Lu Yu's fault.

Rose was about to say something more when suddenly, a cup of milk tea was placed on the table.

She lifted her head, trembling, and as expected, saw Lu Yu standing tall and elegant. His brows and eyes were cold, his face seemingly expressionless, though the emotion simmering in his gaze threatened to obliterate her.

Rose, with commendable self-preservation, became frightened.

Without another word, she fled back to Su Jing's side.

Whimper, whimper.

Indeed, Su Jing was her savior.

Aster, lacking any self-control, stared fixedly at the milk tea.

One second, two, three...

She swallowed, then stubbornly turned her head away.

Lu Yu let out a soft laugh.

"Aster..."
He hooked his finger around Aster's sleeve and tugged gently, but she didn't move.

"I'm sorry..."

He tugged again.

Aster pressed her lips together, turned her head, and looked at Lu Yu with damp eyes.

"Don't pull on my clothes," she said, glancing at his long arms and legs, then added, "You'll tear them."

Carefully, she extracted his fingers from her sleeve, only to find his hand winding around hers instead.

No matter how she tried, she couldn't pry it free.

Aster furrowed her brow, growing anxious.

"Don't cry, don't cry, what do you want?"
The moment he saw her brows knit together, Lu Yu's heart melted. He spoke immediately, in a voice so soft it seemed he feared startling her.

"I don't want to hold your hand right now," she huffed.

Lu Yu looked up and saw Aster glaring at him.

He obediently let go, though he lingered, rubbing her fingers a few times, reluctant to part with the lingering warmth.

"Aster, tell me, why are you angry with me?"
"Is it because I hugged you without asking? I'm sorry, really—I apologize, please… please don't ignore me."

It was still the break between classes, but the classroom had grown silent.

Everyone, without exception, turned to look in the same direction.

The notorious Lu Yu, coaxing someone!

They seriously doubted whether this was the real Lu Yu.

Yes, it must be so.

The real Lu Yu was ruthless, devoid of emotion.

"You're lying," Aster accused, head bowed. "You don't reason at all. That wasn't a hug—the force you used was too strong, and your chest is so hard, my face bumped right into it. It really hurt."

To prove the truth of her words, Aster reached up and covered her cheek, her dark eyes glistening.

Her fair cheeks, squeezed by her own hand, made her small pink lips pout instantly.

"I'll definitely correct myself next time!" Lu Yu raised both hands, glanced at the milk tea on the table, picked it up, inserted the straw, and handed it to Aster. "Drink it now, or it'll go cold and lose its sweetness."

Aster blinked, nervously biting her lower lip.

Suddenly, she looked up. "All right, I'll forgive you then."

She took the milk tea in her hands—it was indeed warm.

Satisfied, she took a sip; it was sweet and rich.

Her round eyes squinted with happiness.

Her cheeks puffed out, filled with pearls from the drink.

She was adorable—just like a little hamster, engrossed in munching her treat.