?39: 039: Aunt’s Sorrow 39: 039: Aunt’s Sorrow “Talking nonsense, I’d rather be dragged down by you.” Tang Feng walked up to the librarian, and his sharp gaze made the other continuously back away.

    “What’s this, you want to hit someone?” The librarian was still somewhat afraid, after all, young people tend to be impulsive.

    Tang Feng smiled, reached out, and slung his arm over the librarian’s shoulder, “I know you’re incorruptible, but let me tell you, I’ve even given a beating to some school directors’ sons, do you think I would be afraid of you?”

    “I am a teacher!” The librarian’s neck was sore from the hold, but he couldn’t pry Tang Feng’s hand loose.

    After hearing Tang Feng’s words, he grew even more afraid.

    But seeing so many students around, he couldn’t lose face.

    “Give you a way out, as a young man, a bit of education will do, and besides, it’s just a young girl, a bit of a scolding is enough, don’t you think?” Tang Feng said with a smile.

    “Cough cough, let go first.” The librarian felt Tang Feng’s grip tighten and all his momentum crumbled instantly.

    After Tang Feng let go, he quickly distanced himself.

    This left a crowd of classmates curiously looking at Tang Feng, having never heard of such a character who even dared to threaten the librarian.

    “Put the book down and go, let’s not have a repeat of this.” The librarian said and glanced at Tang Feng.

    “Let’s go.” Tang Feng took Lin Xinyin’s hand and left the library.

    “What are you looking at, disperse!” The librarian yelled at the other students in a fit of anger, and his bravado returned.

    Hmph, what’s so great about that, just someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

    The teacher’s reputation was seriously tarnished, and to make matters worse, a student had recorded the earlier video and posted it on the campus network.

    Tang Feng didn’t know he had become popular; his image as a protector of girls would surely spread throughout the school, but he was oblivious.

    In a corner of the campus, Tang Feng and Lin Xinyin sat together.

    It turns out Lin Xinyin was a first-year student and didn’t know the library’s book borrowing procedure, which led to the misunderstanding.

    Being introverted, she didn’t know how to explain herself, and coupled with the librarian’s aggression, that had led to the previous incident.

    She was very sad, even scared, because aside from Tang Feng, hardly anyone had come to her aid, which had nearly driven her to despair.

    For her, Tang Feng was like a light in the darkness, safe and warm.

    She had heard the stories about Tang Feng’s past and felt much better after hearing them.

    She would never have guessed that the domineering boy from before was actually so low-key.

    She could feel that Tang Feng wasn’t lying to her, and there was no need to.

    People only need to find a point of connection to become friends quickly.

    Or even more intimate relationships.

    Lin Xinyin’s family was not well-off; she had almost dropped out of school halfway through, and to make ends meet, she found a part-time job at a restaurant, washing dishes for three hours each night, which earned her forty yuan.

    To her, it was a considerable income.

    Tang Feng listened quietly, feeling the familiarity of a sister-next-door, both of their experiences were just too similar.

    Even though they were weak, they never gave up the chance to pursue strength.

    So much so that Tang Feng emotionally said, “Xinyin, from now on you are my sister, do you want that?”

    “I do.” Lin Xinyin nodded vigorously, unable to stop her tears.

    “Don’t cry, if anyone dares to bully you, just tell your brother.” Tang Feng gently wrapped his arm around Lin Xinyin’s shoulder, leaning her against himself.

    “Brother, thank you.” Lin Xinyin said with a sweet smile.

    Tang Feng sighed softly in his heart, such a pure and lovely girl, she must not be allowed to be hurt by anyone.

    It wasn’t until class time that Tang Feng escorted Lin Xinyin back to her classroom, and he returned to his own.

    Only to find that the atmosphere among his classmates was off, the envy in the boys’ eyes and the shine in the girls’ eyes were too obvious.

    What happened?

    “Tang Feng, I like you, let’s date.”

    A girl student bravely confessed.

    “Xin Ran, you’re joking.” Tao Xinran was not a bad girl, but she was not Tang Feng’s type.

    “How about me, Tang Feng, why don’t you consider me?”

    The girls spoke out one after another; Tang Feng suddenly became highly sought after, leaving him with mixed feelings of amusement and bemusement.

    Chen Xiaozhi gave Tang Feng a thumbs up, “I never imagined you would change so much, unbelievable.”

    “Stop it.” Tang Feng said with a smile, shaking his head.

    Cough cough!

    What are you all doing, sit down, quiet!

    Two teachers walked in, and immediately both the male and female students were completely captivated by one of them.

    Beneath the black-and-white business suit, a figure resembling a supermodel, with striking curves and wavy hair, was a delicate face.

    Especially those eyes, the ends of her eyebrows upticked, her jade lips thin, a pair of soul-snatching, captivating eyes that amazed everyone.

    So beautiful, so charming.

    Tang Feng was shocked.

    What was going on?

    It was his aunt.

    Indeed, this beauty was Murong Qinglan, whose appearance made the entire class gasp in astonishment.

    Too beautiful.

    Charming without lewdness, a peerless beauty.

    The class teacher, He Menglin, introduced Murong Qinglan to everyone, “Starting today, Teacher Murong will take over Mr.

    Wang’s teaching duties.

    I hope everyone studies diligently and works hard together with the new teacher.

    Let’s welcome her with a round of applause.”

    Clap clap clap!

    The boys in the class wished they could clap their hands raw, looking forward to never dozing off in math class again.

    Tang Feng spent the entire class in a daze, unable to imagine that his aunt’s teaching could be so pleasant to the ear.

    The occasional warm and affectionate looks she sent his way moved Tang Feng deeply.

    He knew she had just escaped from a den of wolves.

    Remembering this, Tang Feng felt a pang of guilt; he should have been there to comfort her, no excuses.

    Tang Feng followed Murong Qinglan into her office, inhaling the familiar fragrance, looking at the familiar face, and thinking of her experiences and sacrifices.

    He couldn’t hold back anymore.

    While Murong Qinglan was pouring water, he reached out and hugged her from behind.

    “Xiao Feng,” Murong Qinglan trembled all over; she hadn’t expected it, but in her heart, she had longed for it.

    Yet, when dreams indeed became reality, a voice inside reminded her that this was wrong.

    “Auntie, don’t move, just let me stay here quietly for a while,” Tang Feng said, affected by his former life, he now couldn’t distinguish between his own feelings and the resentment of his previous self.

    “Xiao Feng, don’t do this, your auntie is uncomfortable,” Murong Qinglan said as she felt her body temperature rising and her heartbeat speeding up, reactions that scared her.

    At that moment, Tang Feng let go of her, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

    “Have some water,” said Murong Qinglan with a hint of disappointment in her eyes, but also relief.

    Tang Feng’s understanding was very comforting to her.

    “Auntie, why were you betrayed by your classmate?” Tang Feng had always wanted to know.

    “Ah, it’s all because I was careless for a moment.

    She’s not inherently bad; maybe she needed money and knew my family had some, so she entertained some crooked thoughts.

    She’s a pitiful person too,” Murong Qinglan sighed.

    “Auntie, you’re just too kind.

    You still speak for her even after she hurt you.

    From now on, let me accompany you wherever you go,” Tang Feng said.

    “Heh, you think your skinny frame can protect me?” Murong Qinglan laughed.

    “Even if I’m powerless, I would fight to my death,” Tang Feng said, looking intently into Murong Qinglan’s eyes.

    His gaze was hot and sincere, almost causing Murong Qinglan to throw herself into his arms.

    Fortunately, a shred of rationality caused her to bite her lip and control herself.

    A flicker of sadness and desolation crossed her eyes—if he weren’t her nephew, she would have thrown herself at him without hesitation.

    Even without a blood relationship, the tight bounds of their relationship firmly trapped her.

    She dared not take a step beyond the boundary.

    She cared, but Tang Feng did not, and he could feel the sorrow deep within her soul.

    Tang Feng stood up, pulled Murong Qinglan into his arms, and kissed her amidst her panic.

    Boom!

    In an instant, Murong Qinglan’s mind went blank—her first kiss was gone, and what’s worse, it was stolen by Xiao Feng.

    How could she face others, how could she face the world, how could she face her sister beneath the nine springs?

    She cried, not out of emotion, but out of fear, afraid that she would harm Tang Feng; she didn’t care about herself.

    If it came down to it, she’d rather not be accepted by the conventional world.

    But Tang Feng was young, with countless futures ahead of him, and she couldn’t be the one to ruin him.

    Thus, she slapped him, the first time she had ever done so in her life.

    Murong Qinglan was overwhelmed, but Tang Feng became wilder.