"Willow, are you overthinking? Why would Miles be angry? You do need math tutoring since you’re lagging in it, and brushing up on math will make you even more outstanding. Isn’t love supposed to make us better?" Vivi asked seriously.
Looking at Vivi’s innocent expression, Willow really didn’t know how to answer, and it seems like what Vivi said made a lot of sense.
"Willow, I don’t think Miles is that petty. Moreover, he’s so amazing, practically a math genius, and you struggle with math, which doesn’t make you two seem compatible. Once you’ve improved, the excellent you will not only surprise Miles greatly but will also make him admire and respect you more."
Willow was tempted. Miles is a math genius, and he has called her silly multiple tis; he must look down on her struggles with math. If she secretly improves, it’ll surely give him a big surprise. Let’s see if he’ll continue calling her silly afterward!
Willow has never been interested in math, but now she’s full of determination. She didn’t expect her motivation would co from Miles.
"Thanks, Vivi, you’re the best~" Willow expressed her gratitude.
Quinn formally beca Willow’s math tutor, and Willow asked, "Quinn, I heard you’re a judge for this year’s digital programming competition. Is this competition hard?"
Regarding this, Quinn was quite proud. Being a judge at such a young age brings him halo and glory. He nodded, "This competition is very tough, and the contestants are all geniuses. Getting first place will be extrely challenging."
Willow couldn’t help but worry for Miles, as he didn’t attend the math test that day, scoring zero, so she wasn’t sure where he stood among math geniuses.
"Willow, why are you so interested in the digital programming competition?"
"Oh, a friend of mine is participating in this year’s competition."
"I see. Tomorrow, I’ll accompany you to the mall’s bookstore. There’s a practice book that’s quite good. It might help with the competition."
"Really? That’s great! Thanks, Quinn."
Quinn looked at Willow, her eyes were shining. She was genuinely happy, it seed that friend was very important to her.
"Willow, let teach you this problem. It involves three-dinsional geotric thinking, testing spatial awareness. I think you’re lacking in this area."
Quinn identified Willow’s mathematical shortcomings and chose a problem to explain.
Willow found it coincidental; the problem was similar to the one she attempted beside Miles the other night.
But she couldn’t understand Quinn’s explanation.
She wondered if it was her own fault for being slow, or if Quinn’s explanation was ineffective, as she couldn’t grasp it.
That night, Miles casually drew a geotric figure, and she imdiately understood.
"Willow, do you still not understand?" Quinn asked.
Willow shook her head, "Sorry, Quinn, I still don’t get it. Could you maybe... draw a diagram for ? A friend once drew a diagram for , and I understood right away."
"Friend? That sa friend participating in the digital programming competition?"
"Yeah, he’s amazing," Willow said softly, her eyes filled with stars.
Quinn realized it was that friend again. In just half an hour, Willow kept ntioning that friend.
Quinn felt a bit displeased; as a top talent among digital geniuses, he hadn’t t a rival yet. Everyone was focused on him, and he was used to admiration and attention, but Willow was an exception.
Her eyes weren’t on him; her focus wasn’t on him either. Her heart and mind were all about that friend, which left Quinn frustrated.
The key was that Willow questioned his teaching thod. Could it be that she thought his teaching couldn’t compare to that friend’s casual drawing?
How amusing!
...
The next day, Willow went to school and encountered Miles at the school gate. Miles had co to school.
"Brother-in-law." Vivi greeted sweetly.
Willow, "..."
She suspected that Vivi’s "brother-in-law" might just scare Miles away.
"Vivi, don’t call him that!" Willow softly reminded.
"Got it, Willow. Brother-in-law, I’m off!" Vivi called again before running away.
Willow had a headache.
At this point, Miles ca over, "Did you have breakfast?"
Willow nodded, "I did."
Miles had a bottle of milk in his hand. He inserted a straw and handed it to Willow, "For you."
He had brought milk for her.
"Thank you~" Willow took it and drank a sip, it was sweet, strawberry-flavored.
He seed to particularly like buying strawberry-flavored things for her.
Willow once read a magazine which said that if a man always buys strawberry-flavored things for you, in his eyes, you’re his forever little girl.
"Miles, don’t mind Vivi’s random yelling earlier."
"What did she call just now?"
"Brother-in-law."
Miles slowly curled his lips into a smile.
Why was he smiling?
Willow’s pretty face started to blush. Wasn’t he doing it on purpose?
He had clearly heard Vivi’s "Brother-in-law" yet made her repeat it for him.
He really was... naughty.
Just then, a "ding" sound ca. Willow’s phone rang; she received a text ssage.
Willow opened the ssage; it was from Quinn Young. "Willow, don’t forget our eting after school today."
The eting was about going to the bookstore to buy materials for Miles.
Willow replied with "Okay."
anwhile, Miles’ deep, magnetic voice ca in, "Who are you texting?"
Willow looked up to see Miles glancing at the phone before bringing his eyes to her face, subtly observing her with an inquisitive, sharp look.
Willow’s heart skipped a beat. Whether buying materials for him or secretly mastering math to catch up with him, it was all a secret, intending to surprise him.
Willow imdiately hid her phone behind her, then shook her head, "No one... I’m just ssaging a friend..."
She was naive, not good at lying. Whenever she lied, he could easily tell, just like now. Miles, "Is this friend female or male?"
Willow, "...Female."
Miles looked at her, silently watching for three seconds.
Those three seconds were particularly long and agonizing for Willow. His silent, wordless deanor seed dangerous. He was inherently indifferent and mysterious; when he silently stared at you, it was as if he could see right through you.
After three seconds, Miles curled his thin lips into a faint arc, half-smiling, "Willow, don’t lie to , okay?"
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