A black insect had clamped onto Wen Zifei’s finger, causing him such intense pain that tears welled up in his eyes.

Ms. Su, alarmed, hurriedly removed the bug and immediately took Wen Zifei to treat his injured finger. Fortunately, the insect wasn’t poisonous, and his skin wasn’t broken or bleeding, but the pain was very real. Wen Zifei cried for a good ten minutes before he could stop.

The disturbance in the girls’ dormitory had woken up nearly everyone—everyone except the one directly involved, Yu Yuanyuan, who was still sound asleep.

Chu Qi considered waking her but couldn’t bear to disturb such a peaceful nap. Yu Yuanyuan’s ability to sleep through all the commotion was nothing short of legendary.

“Gu Beiyan, time to go back.” The replacement teacher mercilessly dragged him away, hauling him back to the boys’ dormitory next door.

Chu Qi, having observed everything, could piece together what had likely happened. As she looked at Yu Yuanyuan, who was still blissfully asleep, she couldn’t help but marvel at how lucky this little girl was.

If Gu Beiyan hadn’t happened to stay awake, hadn’t happened to spot the sneaky Wen Zifei, and hadn’t happened to follow him and disrupt his plan…

The one bitten by the bug would have been Yu Yuanyuan!

“Yuanyuan?” Chu Qi called softly, testing if the little girl might wake up. But Yu Yuanyuan continued to sleep, unfazed and unmoved.

Oh well, sleep as much as you like. Chu Qi grabbed a blanket and pulled it over herself, resigning to the situation.

By the time Yu Yuanyuan woke up later in the afternoon, it was the other girls who filled her in on what had happened at noon.

As kids do, the story was exaggerated with every retelling, full of imagination and embellishments. By the end, the tale had morphed into Wen Zifei trying to throw a crab at Yu Yuanyuan, only to be heroically thwarted by Gu Beiyan.

Many of the girls in Class 2 admired Gu Beiyan’s good looks, so naturally, they sided with him and praised his bravery.

After listening intently for a long time, Yu Yuanyuan blinked her big, bright eyes and asked, “Where did the crab go…?” She then made a slurping sound, as if savoring the thought.

Chu Qi, standing nearby, was taken aback.

Wait, why are you slurping?

The other girls were equally baffled.

They had spent so much time praising Gu Beiyan, telling Yu Yuanyuan all about his courageous deeds, and yet all Yuanyuan cared about was the crab?

It seemed like the only one on a different wavelength in the whole room was Yu Yuanyuan, her thoughts entirely fixated on the crab.

Finally, one of the girls, still somewhat in shock, replied hesitantly, “The crab… The teacher threw it away.”

“Aww, what a waste!” Yu Yuanyuan sighed deeply, her entire demeanor deflating. “It looks so delicious.”

One of the other little girls, puzzled, asked, “Yuanyuan, did you say ‘delicious’ or ‘cruel’?”

Yu Yuanyuan, still preoccupied with the thought of food, absentmindedly responded, “I meant cruel.”

Everyone else: We’re pretty sure you meant ‘delicious.’

Later, the children went to the classroom, where they all received a serving of fresh imported fruit. Wen Zifei, who sat next to Yu Yuanyuan, had a bandage on his finger featuring a panda face, and even holding a spoon seemed difficult for him.

Yu Yuanyuan, while munching on her fruit, noticed his bandage and asked curiously, “Wen Zifei, what happened to your paw?”

Caught off guard by her question, Wen Zifei tensed up. “None of your business.”

“Of course it’s Yuanyuan’s business! You were going to throw something on her bed!” Chu Qi chimed in, exposing him without hesitation.

Yu Yuanyuan, still half-processing what she had learned since waking up, tried to organize her thoughts.

Hmm… Wen Zifei was going to throw something at her… a crab…

That’s right! He was going to throw a crab!

Feeling a sudden burst of generosity, Yu Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then bravely took a piece of fruit from her plate and placed it on Wen Zifei’s. “Thank you!” she said, her voice sincere.

If only I had gotten to eat that crab… she thought with a hint of sorrow.

Wen Zifei, who had been ready for another confrontation, stared blankly at the piece of fruit on his plate. It felt as though he had been hit by a soft punch—one he didn’t know how to respond to. All his anger evaporated, leaving him completely at a loss.