An Mingji bit his chopsticks, his handso brows slightly furrowed: "Sister Jin, you’re already good enough to . You don’t have to do all that. I’ll earn money for you to spend in the future."
Gu Jin disagreed: "We’ll talk about the future when it cos. Let’s focus on the present. Learn how to spend the money I give you."
"Yes, I understand."
An Mingji sensed that his Sister Jin seed to have so misunderstanding about him.
She thought he was reluctant to spend money, though he didn’t know where this misunderstanding ca from.
Still, considering what she said, that making money was for him to spend, made him feel delighted inside.
The money was earned through Sister Jin’s hard work; he wouldn’t squander it lightly.
Gu Jin didn’t ntion the confession letter, and after dinner, she routinely chased the young man out of the kitchen.
This ti, An Mingji didn’t heed her words and insisted on cleaning the kitchen with her.
Cleaning was indeed faster when done together.
After tidying up the kitchen, Gu Jin accompanied the young man to watch "Shanghai Beach" as usual.
After they watched, they wished each other goodnight and went to their rooms to rest.
...
An Mingji’s howork had yet to be checked, and he returned to his room with his books in hand.
Switching on the desk lamp, he opened the textbook that needed checking, revealing the confession letter within the pages.
He initially thought it was soone else’s item accidentally stuffed into his backpack.
However, upon seeing the content of the letter, An Mingji’s expression changed abruptly, his lips tightly pursed, and the light in his eyes gradually dimd.
His handso face quickly darkened, and the surrounding air beca sowhat tense.
A glance at the letter inviting him to eat various snacks made An Mingji’s face completely fall.
Now he understood why his Sister Jin was acting strange tonight.
She must have seen this letter.
He wasn’t embarrassed about having the letter seen by her; such things were common at school.
Students often teased about who was dating whom, and so actually ended up together.
These were the ones who shared study notes, went to and from school together, invited each other for snacks, and held hands.
But he never imagined that one day this would happen to him.
Qingqing, An Mingji knew who she was.
Ai Qingqing from his class—among the girls in his class, the only one he didn’t dislike was Ai Qingqing.
Simply because she wouldn’t, like other girls, cry and whine annoyingly.
Besides, Ai Qingqing played basketball and often joined them.
Sitting at the desk, An Mingji held the confession letter in his hand, and his grip involuntarily tightened.
He was deeply troubled at this mont, and even the slight goodwill he had towards Ai Qingqing vanished instantly.
Because she had caused him trouble, making him feel very bothered.
Furthermore, his deskmate Yu Lele liked Ai Qingqing.
This was sothing that fellow confessed to him personally.
Whenever Yu Lele saw Ai Qingqing smiling at other male classmates, he always felt upset.
When he was upset, he wanted to eat, and once he started eating, he couldn’t stop.
This was why his friend’s weight was so stable on the scale.
After a long while, An Mingji’s complexion gradually returned to normal.
His expression beca serene, elegant, and calm. Slowly, he folded the confession letter in his hand, tore it into halves, then folded and tore again, until it was ripped into pieces.
He had never seen this letter.
After tearing the confession letter to pieces, An Mingji wrapped the scraps in paper and threw them into the trash.
In reality, there was one statent he wanted to refute.
The person who loved him most in this world wasn’t Ai Qingqing.
It was his Sister Jin.
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