Willow Crawford took a deep breath on her way, still contemplating how to phrase the words about the fake relationship to Miles Linden.
Miles Linden was lying on the desk, still asleep, seemingly unaware that she was approaching.
Willow Crawford stopped beside him, opened her mouth, prepared to speak.
But the next second, a voice ca from outside the classroom, "Willow Crawford, Willow Crawford, could you step outside for a mont?"
Soone was looking for her.
Such bad timing.
Sigh~
Willow Crawford hugged her books and had to run out of the classroom, "Coming."
That classmate conveyed so instructions from the English teacher, and Willow Crawford nodded fervently, hoping the classmate would leave soon.
Perhaps the heavens heard her prayers, and the classmate finally left.
Willow Crawford quickly ran back to the classroom to look for Miles Linden.
She had waited and waited for the chance to be alone with Miles Linden, and she couldn’t let it pass.
But soon, Willow Crawford stiffened because the classroom was empty. Miles Linden, who had been lying on the desk sleeping earlier, was gone.
He left.
Willow Crawford was dumbfounded; he actually left?
How could he have left?
Willow Crawford quickly ran out of the classroom, looking around the corridor, searching for Miles Linden’s tall and distinct figure.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t find him.
Miles Linden was really gone.
Willow Crawford was disappointed and discouraged; she had finally seized the opportunity, gathered her courage to speak to him about this matter, but he left.
Willow Crawford dropped her wings, her little head hung down.
Then a low, magnetic voice suddenly ca from behind, "Looking for ?"
Willow Crawford imdiately turned around; Miles Linden hadn’t left, he appeared right before her eyes.
Willow Crawford’s dim eyes quickly lit up, shimring like stars, "Miles Linden, you didn’t leave, I thought you left?"
Miles Linden, of course, hadn’t left. He had noticed all her restless planning and efforts and knew she had sothing to say to him; this little fool, he had been waiting for her all along.
Miles Linden looked at her, "Is there sothing you need?"
Just two simple words.
Willow Crawford’s slender white fingers curled, hugging the books tightly in her arms, "There is sothing. You know about Hannah Alden pushing down, right? I confronted her, but she wouldn’t admit it, and I have no evidence."
Miles Linden maintained a blank expression, "So?"
"So..." Willow Crawford didn’t know how to express herself. Her pretty face flushed with rosy heat, "So I want to provoke her, make her attack again, then I can catch her in the act and have her punished."
Miles Linden listened quietly, "How do you plan to do that?"
"I think... that Hannah Alden really likes you, and she gets restless seeing us together, so we can... put on a little act in front of her, you know... just pretend, you understand, right?" She had explained so clearly, surely he’s smart enough to get it, Willow Crawford looked at him hopefully.
But Miles Linden shook his head, "Don’t understand."
Willow Crawford, "..."
"How would I understand if you don’t spell it out? If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving." With that, Miles Linden turned and walked away.
He just left like that?
Willow Crawford knew he was always a cool person, but his attitude was a bit too detached.
"Hey, Miles Linden!" Willow Crawford stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve.
Miles Linden stopped. In his lowered gaze, he could see her small hand clutching his sleeve tightly, afraid he would leave.
His throat rolled up and down a bit; he turned his head to look at her, "Willow Crawford, say what you want transparently, okay?"
Willow Crawford thought he was too slow-witted. Oh dear, saying this really made her nervous, "It’s just... just... Miles Linden, let’s date."
At that mont, silence reigned, the gentle breeze caressed, everything ca to a halt, and Miles Linden quietly gazed at the girl before him, his almond-shaped eyes black and bright.
Willow Crawford felt embarrassed, unable to understand his thoughts; whether he agreed or not, she couldn’t tell.
"Miles Linden, don’t misunderstand, I’m not thinking of a real relationship; let’s have a fake relationship to provoke Hannah Alden..." Willow Crawford explained.
"Okay, I agree." Miles Linden suddenly interrupted her.
He agreed?
Willow Crawford’s wings trembled; she couldn’t believe he agreed so easily.
"Hannah Alden pushed you down, and I got hurt too, so it’s sothing I should do." Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Miles Linden explained.
Willow Crawford understood; he wanted revenge too, so their goals aligned.
"Great, then it’s settled," Willow Crawford concluded.
"Mm, okay."
"Miles Linden, I’m heading ho, goodbye." Willow Crawford waved her small hand and left.
Miles Linden stood watching her figure disappear from view before he turned and left the school gates.
...
A black van was parked outside the school gate, and Trey leaned against the car smoking.
"Miles Linden, you’re out; here’s what you asked for." Trey handed Miles a sealed envelope.
Miles Linden didn’t reach out to take it.
Trey laughed, "I didn’t expect Hannah Alden to be so ruthless; she pushed Willow Crawford down the cliff and naively thought no one would find out. What she didn’t know was that her accomplice was caught by us and confessed everything. Even better, this girl kept backup, recording her conversation with Hannah Alden. All the evidence is in this envelope; once exposed, Hannah Alden won’t escape."
Miles Linden looked at the envelope; sorting out Hannah Alden didn’t require his action, he already had it done.
But now he changed his mind.
"Dispose of this envelope, don’t let anyone know." Miles Linden said calmly.
Trey was stunned, not understanding Miles Linden’s intentions, "Miles Linden, you don’t want to deal with Hannah Alden anymore?"
Instead of dealing with Hannah Alden, there was sothing he wanted more.
Miles Linden, let’s date.
Willow Crawford’s sweet voice echoed in his ears, and Miles Linden admitted he couldn’t resist the temptation.
...
Willow Crawford found it quite surreal; she was actually dating Miles Linden, even if it wasn’t real.
During school, Willow Crawford t Hannah Alden again, and this ti Hannah Alden glared at her viciously.
Willow Crawford was about to retaliate when Miles Linden’s voice ca from behind, "Willow Crawford."
Willow Crawford turned; Miles Linden had arrived.
"Look, Miles Linden is calling Willow Crawford."
"Hannah Alden’s face turns black as coal, cannot bear to look."
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