TSFLIP Chapter 83

To her surprise, An Tong did not dismiss Feng Guang’s pursuit as a joke or laugh it off as a teenage whim. Instead, he merely curved his eyes into a gentle smile and said, “I’m looking forward to it.”

He remained consistently gentle.

He neither agreed nor refused, but Feng Guang’s heart sank. She knew that this man was inherently rational. Being rational meant he wouldn’t act on impulse due to a temporary surge of adrenaline, and he wouldn’t engage with matters beyond reason, such as emotions.

Even in a world that was developing normally, he maintained a rational distance from the female lead, Fang Yaya, whom he was interested in. He stayed neither too close nor too far. When Fang Yaya was about to develop feelings for Mu Tianze, he would slightly step closer, subtly making his presence known.

An Tong was such a person; he liked to control the situation, and only he could be the one to control it.

This man was a huge challenge. Feng Guang wasn’t discouraged; instead, a fierce desire to conquer him ignited within her. She was determined to win him over, not just for the mission, but because she genuinely wanted him.

With a sweet smile, she said, “So it’s settled. From now on, I’ll pursue you.”

“I’ll be watching,” An Tong replied with a gentle expression that did not reveal his expectations but instead drew people into his captivating charm.

Feng Guang quickly regained her composure through sheer willpower. She walked to his side and began pushing his wheelchair. “Since you miss the scenery here, I’ll accompany you for a tour.”

He smiled lightly, “Alright.”

An Tong had once been a student at this high school, but due to his health issues, he hadn’t spent much time there. Most of his time was spent studying at home, but the scenery around the school was well imprinted in his memory.

It was Feng Guang’s first day at school, and she didn’t know much about the surroundings. She wandered, and sometimes, she needed An Tong to remind her of the way back, which made her, as a person with a poor sense of direction, feel a bit embarrassed.

In the end, Feng Guang returned home with An Tong. He didn’t question why she wasn’t in school, as students from Four Leaf Clover High often wandered outside during school hours.

That night, with a cool breeze blowing, Feng Guang took a shower and grabbed her textbooks before running out of the house. Her mother was working overtime at the company, and her father had been away for several days on a case. The housekeeper didn’t dare stop her, so she was free to do as she pleased.

She ran to the villa and didn’t ring the doorbell on the iron gate. Instead, she rolled up her sleeves and, with a sudden idea, climbed over the side wall. Thanks to her foresight and agility, climbing the wall was no challenge. Before knocking on the large gate, she picked a red rose.

Soon, An Tong heard the knocking and opened the door. This time, he wasn’t in his wheelchair but leaning on a cane. Before he could react to Feng Guang’s presence, a vibrant red rose appeared in front of him.

Feng Guang grinned and said, “As they say, flowers for a beautiful person. This flower is for you.”

He took the flower and noticed that all the thorns had been carefully removed. He chuckled, “This seems to be from my garden.”

“There’s a saying about borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, isn’t there? It wouldn’t be polite to come empty-handed, so I thought a gift would be appropriate. I figured you probably haven’t received flowers from someone before, so I brought this. Don’t worry; I’ll make sure to replace it with a proper one in the future.” She spoke confidently, subtly hiding her hand, which had been pricked by the thorns.