Will you still love me even if I'm a man?

Chapter 53: An Ziyan, I Miss You.

Author: Angelina

Translator: Tran Lan Ann

The whole class went silent.

An Ziyan turned his head, looking at the teacher.

"What about you?"

The teacher's face turned pale standing there; he never expected or faced such situation.

An Ziyan went close to the teacher, saying with a small voice, "Three years ago, you had relationship with a schoolgirl, made her belly as big as a drum, gave her little money, forced her to leave the school, and could still pretend you are a good young man. This is a school place; you are a teacher. Don't do anything that's gonna make you regret it later: losing your face."

The teacher with quivering lips stared at An Ziyan.

Who is this person actually? Why does he even know about that? I covered it up well, no one ever knew about it.

A moment later, the teacher regained his consciousness and cleared his throat, saying, "You're in now; school doesn't prohibit romances. I have no comments."

"If no one has a thing to say, then control your tongue well."

An Ziyan stepped down. Each time he passed every single desk, his long fingers slightly knocked on their desks-one by one.

"If anyone feels disgusted, not wanting to see us, it's alright. You just need to say it aloud. I'll help you make that one permanently couldn't be seen."

Mai Ding remained dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, what to do. He just stared at An Ziyan; he did not even dare to blink his eyes, scared that when he closed his eyes, An Ziyan would disappear.

An Ziyan walked to the last row of desks where Mai Ding was sitting. People who sat beside Mai Ding seemed like avoiding pestilence, pulling their desks as far as possible from him. An Ziyan stopped next to a student, putting his arm on the young man's shoulder.

"Hey, friend, if you don't want to sit here, then go away."

The young man definitely could feel that the hold on his shoulder was getting stronger and making him grit his teeth because of the pain. At last, the young man had to stand up, looking for another seat. An Ziyan sat down next to Mai Ding, caressing his hair.

"Sorry, I made you wait long."

That smile again that was warm and bright.

"Are you really An Ziyan?" was the only thing that Mai Ding could say.

The teacher cleared his throat, "Okay, we should start studying now."

The teacher started his teaching. Other students also pretended studying; no one dared to glance at them.

Under their desk, Mai Ding held An Ziyan's hand tightly, tightening his hold for he didn't want to let go.

I currently don't want to ask why you left me, I just want to enjoy this moment. Call me stupid or foolish. I don't care anymore. I'm not mad at you because you leave me anymore. I'm just thankful that you came back. I really want to hug you, saying to you that it's good to have you beside me.

First class ended. An Ziyan immediately stood up; Mai Ding anxiously held his sleeve.

"Where are you going?"

"There's something I want to do."

"I'll go with you"

"Stupid, I won't leave you again."