Chapter 4 — Little Sun In Your World

At that moment, I was yanked into an embrace. Warm. Brings a faint mint scent. It's Giang Than. He hugged me tightly, turning his back to the "devil girl", his tall body as tense as a bowstring. I heard it very clearly — the sound of his heart pounding, pounding, so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest. Perhaps the "devil girl" was also meeting such a handsome guest for the first time. She paused for a moment, then skillfully backed away. I buried my face in his chest, the corners of my lips couldn't help but curl up, and I secretly smiled. Turns out, this ice... is also afraid of ghosts. Leaving the haunted house, I discovered that the way Giang Than looked at me seemed completely different from before. He still didn't say anything, but started to proactively do some things: • Help me carry my bag • Unscrew the cap of the water bottle, hand it to me • When he saw that I was tired from walking, he even found a bench in the shade for me to sit and rest. Like a quiet knight, quietly protecting me... even though I'm just his "employer". In the afternoon, we decided to go on the giant ferris wheel. As the Ferris wheel slowly climbed to the highest peak, the entire city seemed to collapse into view. The sunset dyed the sky a layer of gentle orange, as if someone had accidentally waved a brush, carrying with it the soft breath of time.

“Giang Than,” I looked out the window, my voice lowered softly: “You look... so beautiful.” He didn't answer, just quietly looked at me. In those deep black eyes, it seemed to be filled with warm orange stars reflecting the sunset. I tilted my head and smiled playfully: "Did you know? They say, if you kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel, you will be together forever." He was immediately startled, his face "exploded" a bright red, even his ears were dyed pink. I looked at that scene and suddenly had a bad idea in my heart.

I slowly leaned closer. Very slowly… little by little. So close that I can clearly see each of his long, soft eyelashes. So close that I could feel his hot, slightly disordered breath blowing against my lips. Jiang Chen immediately stiffened. His eyes were wide open, like a small deer cornered, unable to find a way out. Just as my lips were about to touch his, he suddenly tilted his head to the side, his voice trembling slightly, forcing out each word: "...Don't mess around." Those two words, clear and clear, fell straight into my ears. I paused for a moment, then laughed, the corners of my lips curling into a sweet line: "As ordered, Your Highness." I obediently sat up straight, my eyes looked out the window, my heart felt like honey was pouring out layer by layer. This month, he has said many words. The black card that Giang Phong gave me, I feel like I can now swipe it comfortably... But for some reason, I don't care too much about it anymore. What makes me more interested is this pure mountain man, who blushes awkwardly every time I tease him. Someone who just looks at me...I want to get a little closer. 5 After the autumn picnic, the number of times Jiang Chen opened his mouth clearly increased significantly. Although most of the time it's still me asking, he answering, and each answer... absolutely does not exceed three words.

“Are you hungry?” “For now.” “Are you sleepy?” "Are not." “Do you miss me?” "…Fuck off."

But I'm still extremely satisfied. I even felt that arguing back and forth with him was the most interesting thing in the world. However, the peaceful days did not last How long does it take... trouble comes. And this time, it's not some petty game like Bach Vu Yen, but a real crisis. Midterm exam results just announced. Under the "evil tutoring" of classmate Giang Than, my achievements skyrocketed, from being a "failure" student straight to the top 100 of the grade. But right after that, a hot post appeared on the school forum: 【Shocking news! Lam Hieu Ngu, Department of Finance, cheating in exams, real evidence!】 The article also included a few photos - a shot of me in the exam room secretly looking at a small piece of paper. The shooting angle is very dangerous, the "realness" is also scary high. In the blink of an eye, rumors spread throughout the school: "I told you, you're such a bad student, how can you suddenly rise up? Turns out it's cheating!" "I'm so embarrassed, I dare to do anything because of vanity!" "I heard that his family is so poor that he has to rely on his stomach to force Giang Than. Now that he cheats on exams, his dignity is really in question!" I was called straight to the office by the head teacher. He slammed the documents on the table, his eyes cold: "Lin Hieu Ngu! Do you have anything else to say?! A Dai absolutely will not tolerate this kind of behavior! Wait to be punished!" I lowered my head to look at those photos, the corners of my lips curled up slightly, smiling faintly: "This level of Photoshop... is really poor." But I know, at this moment, no one believes me. At that moment, the office door was pushed open. Giang Than walked in. He walked straight to me, picked up the documents on the table, glanced once, then raised his head to look at the head teacher, every word, every word, clearly and firmly: "She did not cheat." This is the first time I heard him say such a long sentence. His voice was still a bit hoarse, but surprisingly firm. The head teacher was stunned and stammered: "Giang... Giang Than, what... what do you mean? The evidence is clear, you can't cover up for her because she is... your girlfriend!" “I told you,” Giang Than's eyes were cold as ice, his voice was low and clear: “She didn't cheat.”

“So what evidence do you have to prove she is innocent?” A cold female voice rang out, it was Bach Vu Yen. In her eyes, there was a light of joy when she saw someone in distress. I squinted my eyes slightly. Guess eight or nine times out of ten, this has something to do with her. But Giang Than didn't even look at her, he just pulled out his phone from his bag, opened a video and placed it right in front of the head teacher. Video surveillance of the exam room. Clear images, every frame, every second. At the "cheating moment" that the post mentioned, I just turned my head because my neck was tired, and there was absolutely no paper in my hand.

Those photos - someone intentionally cut the scene from the video, chose the right dangerous angle, then used Photoshop to add "exaggeration" to defame me. The truth is clear. The head teacher's face was sometimes blue, sometimes white, his hands trembled as he flipped through the video, his whole body stiffened: "This... this... what is this?" Giang Than put away the phone, his eyes were as cold as a blade, looking straight at Bach Vu Yen: "Very simple. Someone intentionally slandered. Teacher, I request the school to investigate clearly and return Lam Hieu Ngu's innocence. Otherwise..." He paused slightly, his voice was low but the murderous aura exuded coldness: "I don't mind letting the lawyer work with the school." Bach Vu Yen turned pale, his face was as white as paper, his eyes avoided, he did not dare look straight at him. The investigation results came out soon after: It was Bach Vu Yen who bribed a student in the surveillance room, secretly took the video recording, cut it, photoshopped it, and published a defamatory article about me. She received a severe disciplinary warning and became a laughing stock at the whole school. Leaving the office, I walked behind Giang Than, my heart filled with emotions. “Hey…” I called softly. He stopped walking, turned around, his eyes as clear as autumn lake water.

“Thank you.” I said, for the first time, I sincerely thank you.

“No need.” His voice was low, his dark eyes were as deep as the abyss, and he said each word clearly: "I won't let anyone... bully you."

My heart skipped a beat. My whole body felt like a light electric current was running through me. ⚡ “You…” I looked at him, my voice a bit hesitant: “You just… talked a lot.” Giang Than paused slightly, as if he was also aware of this. His ears started to turn red, then a bit unnaturally he turned his face away. "……YES." “Is it because of me?” – I asked softly, my voice so low that it was almost dissolved by the wind. He was silent for a long time... so long that I thought I would never hear an answer. Just when I was about to let it go, he quietly said "yes". That sound, as light as a feather, fell straight into my heart, scratching a tingling, light-headed feeling. I looked at his red cheeks, my heart suddenly ached, a thought suddenly flashed in my head: It seems... this ice, has been warmed by me.