Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

It rained all night. The morning sky was bright. The beautiful leaves looked vibrant. Even in such a cloudy day, the air was fresh and pleasant.

There were few people on the street, where a cleaner in an orange uniform was sweeping the road, and the bamboo broom made rustling sound.

Mouth-watering aromas rose up from booths at the school gate, where there sold steaming steamed stuffed bun and soybean milk, as well as the fried noodles and glutinous rice rolls that Onyx wanted to eat.

In front of a booth stood several students.

Sound touched her belly unconsciously, feeling that she could have another breakfast. She walked up to the queue, bought the glutinous rice roll with potatoes, and the fried noodles with eggs that Keyla wanted last night.

When she was about to enter the school with two bags in her hands, the security guard reached out and stopped her. "You can't take the breakfast to the school. You should eat them up before you enter."

Sound was stunned and wanted to retort that others had also brought the breakfast with them. But when she turned around, she found that her classmates were putting the breakfast into their schoolbags.

"...."

Well, it was the first time that she did it, after all.

Sound thought of somethi

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mpatiently, "Sampson, are you going to oppose me?"

"No." Sampson repeated, "I said I would exchange with you."

"I told you I won't exchange. Get out of the way." Sound pushed him hard, and the bun fell down from Sampson's hand and rolled, stopping at Sound's foot.

It happened so suddenly. It only took Sound about 1/4 of a second to react before she stepped on the bun. How could she be so agile?

She stepped on it.

Sound blinked and didn't know what to say.

She didn't mean it.

The dramatic scene happened to be seen by a student who was late. It was a boy with a few upright strands of hair on his head. It seemed that he got up late.

The boy walked up to them in embarrassment and called softly, "Sampson." Then he walked past Sampson and Sound and ran ahead.

He rushed into the classroom. Before he put down his schoolbag, he took out his mobile phone and typed something to a chat group.

Clay: I saw Sampson just now. He was at the stairs with the transfer student of class nine.

Clay: @Reid Your new classmate is awesome. She pushed Sampson and stepped on his bun.

Clay: It was a steamed bun with meat. I smell it.

Clay: If I hadn't seen it, they might have fought at the stairway.

Clay: What a big grudge between them!