He accidentally bumped into the witch while flying on his sword.

The little witch stared at Chen Shun for a few seconds before turning to chat with Xiao Di.

Ignored!?

Chen Shun's heart skipped a beat.

Normally, at times like this, the little witch would either bare her teeth fiercely at herself or show off her pink fists.

They wouldn't just pretend they didn't see me like that...

Chen Shun felt increasingly uncomfortable all over.

"I guess I should find an opportunity to explain the flying sword to Yun Yi..."

So, during each break, Chen Shun would find all sorts of strange and unusual ways to sneak over to Yun Yi's seat.

He tried to strike up a conversation with Yun Yi.

But every time the two made eye contact, the little witch would immediately look away.

Xiao Di was completely bewildered, wondering why Yi Yi had suddenly become so talkative today, chattering on and on with her.

Li Mei also suffered greatly as a result.

"Oops, I dropped my pen..." Chen Shun mimicked the move Yun Yi had used on him that morning, swaying to Yun Yi's side.

Yun Yi snorted and turned away, ignoring him.

A little while later, she put her arm around a male classmate near Yunyi and asked him if he had prepared his things for the hot spring trip.

In reality, he was observing the little witch's movements.

Yun Yi still ignored him.

After several attempts, Chen Shun confirmed that the little witch really didn't want to talk to him.

This means she's angry.

Chen Shun was unwilling to give up and finally waited for a chance for Yun Yi to get up and go to the toilet.

She was all alone this time!

Chen Shun quickly ran to the route Yun Yi would take to the restroom, hoping to create an opportunity to talk.

Yun Yi naturally spotted him as soon as he stepped outside.

Yun Yi paused slightly, her lips moved slightly, and she lowered her head to continue walking forward.

Upon noticing Yun Yi approaching, Chen Shun's hair stood on end, and he braced himself against the wall, blocking Yun Yi's path.

Similar to a wall slam.

"Yunyi..." Chen Shun's pose was very cool; if he had a flower in his mouth, it would be even more classic.

"Chen Shun, could you move aside?" Yun Yi didn't look at Chen Shun.

“Listen to me…” Chen Shun took a step forward.

"I'll listen to you after school, please let me pass now..." Yun Yi took a step back.

"No, at that time..."

Chen Shun was about to take this opportunity to explain a little, but Yun Yi slowly raised his arm.

Yun Yi opened her palm, and Chen Shun could then see the pink packaged item in Yun Yi's hand.

It's a sanitary napkin.

Chen Shun's voice abruptly stopped.

"Step aside, there will be plenty of opportunities to hear your story! And if you don't explain yourself clearly, I won't forgive you!" Yun Yi gripped the object in her hand, gritted her teeth, and glared at Chen Shun with a flushed face.

Chen Shun's mind went blank, and he obediently stepped aside.

Yun Yi's cheeks burned. She walked past Chen Shun, then angrily stomped on his foot before heading to the restroom.

Until school was over, Chen Shun didn't dare to wander around in front of Yun Yi again.

Only after school did Chen Shun pack up his things and nod his chin at Yun Yi.

It means "Go!"

Yun Yi was already used to it, so she naturally understood what Chen Shun meant, and she packed her things and got up to leave.

The two bought a pineapple bun first and fed it to Fat Tiger.

I don't want to drink anything today.

"Then I won't drink it."

After feeding Fat Tiger, the two of them left the school gate together and walked on the road.

However, this time, I didn't go to that milk tea shop again.

Yun Yi took out his flying sword and waved it in front of Chen Shun.

"Tell me, what's going on with this thing?"

"Well, this story begins a few days ago."

Yun Yi turned to the side and stared intently at Chen Shun's face.

Listen to Chen Shun's explanation and observe the changes in his expression.

If he disagrees with his sister, he's doomed!

The two passed by an outdoor basketball court, and coincidentally, a ball was flying towards them.

Yun Yi caught it out of the corner of his eye, but made no move, still staring at Chen Shun's face.

Chen Shun stretched out his right hand, reached behind Yun Yi's head, caught the ball flying towards the two of them, and gently tossed it back.

His gaze never left the little witch's angry face.

"So, that's how the flying sword ended up in my senior's hands," Chen Shun explained earnestly.

"I'll reluctantly believe you!" Yun Yi snorted.

Chen Shun's description was very similar to his sister's, except for the different perspectives.

At least he no longer lied to himself about what had happened.

"What about those three photos?" Yun Yi reached out to Chen Shun, who disliked cell phones.

"Ah...deleted, deleted..." Chen Shun finally looked away.

"Deleted! How dare you delete it!" Yun Yi's eyebrows shot up, and he reached into Chen Shun's pocket.

"I didn't delete it... I didn't delete it!" Chen Shun hurriedly covered his pocket, but Yun Yi had already grabbed the phone from Chen Shun's pocket.

"I confirm it myself!"

Yun Yi grabbed Chen Shun's hand, pried open his fingers, and tried to unlock the phone's fingerprint lock.

However, Chen Shun struggled slightly, and Yun Yi's hand slipped as a result.

Chen Shun grabbed her smooth little hand and held it in his.

Their hands were clasped together.

===Chapter 60 He's dragged me into this again.

Yun Yi's body trembled violently, and his brain immediately went blank.

He even forgot his signature skill: boiling water.

All he could feel was Chen Shun's broad, warm hand gripping his.

Chen Shun took a deep breath, his heart pounding faster and faster.

He didn't even know what he was thinking.

As the little witch's tiny hand brushed against his palm and wrist, a sudden urge to grasp it arose within him.

Chen Shun had only thought about it, but somehow he actually grasped it...

The little witch's hands were soft and delicate.

But why isn't she pulling it back yet...?

Chen Shun was a little confused, unsure whether to let go or continue holding on.

Or... let's hold hands a little longer.

It took Yun Yi a good ten seconds to come to her senses.

She quickly pushed Chen Shun's shoulder and pulled her small hand away with lightning speed.

"Chen Shun, you you you! You you!" Yun Yi covered her chest with her small hands, unable to utter a complete sentence for a moment.

"How dare you... dare you... hold my hand..." The voice trailed off, and Chen Shun could no longer hear what Yun Yi was saying.

“Dare to touch… me…” Yun Yi lowered his head and started boiling water.

"Haha..." Chen Shun gave a stiff laugh.

"I don't know, I just did it subconsciously..." Chen Shun tried to explain, but his explanation sounded weak and ineffective.

Yun Yi rubbed the back of his hand, still able to feel the warmth of Chen Shun's large hand.

How dare he!

How dare he hold my hand!

Why don't we just stab him to death with a flying sword?

With a flick of his wrist, Yun Yi sent the small sword into his hand.

It stabbed straight at Chen Shun's stomach.

However, the flying sword recognized its master and automatically changed direction, plunging into thin air.

Yun Yi was stunned.

She didn't believe in superstitions and tried to acupuncture several more times.

Every time it's about to strike, the flying sword will automatically veer to the side.

Chen Shun suppressed a laugh and reached out to take back the flying sword.