“Sorry, my pride comes first. I can’t let this slide.”
He flips the desk and kicks over a chair, and the two of them start wrestling at the back of the classroom. In young master Shao Huaibei’s mind, Ji Yunhe is different from other girls. They say their fight was how they first got to know each other.
The young master starts bringing her breakfast, but most of the time it’s stuff that’s practically asking to get him beaten up: cough syrup disguised as soy milk, raw eggs... They get into a big fight every three days and a smaller one every two, until one day his deskmate is genuinely angry.
The young master piles every piece of candy he owns onto her desk to apologize, explains math problems to her, tells jokes, and spends ages trying to cheer her up, but nothing works. At last, he pulls out his Chinese test paper, with its single-digit score, to make her laugh.
His best friend Liang Zi Kuan can’t believe it. “I thought your pride came first?!”
The young master looks at his fearsome deskmate. “With my deskmate, pride doesn’t mean a damn thing.”
Later, when some school thugs pick on Ji Yunhe, Shao Huaibei’s lips press into a straight line, his chin lifts slightly, and the corners of his eyes turn red. It’s the first time Ji Yunhe has seen him get angry.
Shao Huaibei walks away with Ji Yunhe and doesn’t say a word the whole way. Finally, he can’t hold back anymore. “Ji Yunhe, are you only tough with people close to you?!”
