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Chapter 34 Ning Rongrong: I will never forgive you

By the time Dai Mubai and Han Feng returned to Shrek Academy, it was already close to noon.

As soon as Dai Mubai returned to Shrek Academy, he found an excuse to leave, leaving Han Feng alone with the food box, feeling somewhat lost—he missed Sister Qianqian. When he was with Sister Qianqian, she never had to go through so much trouble!

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong had already completed ten laps.

Oscar had already finished running. Seeing Ning Rongrong's tear-streaked face, Oscar wanted to ask what happened, but Ning Rongrong exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay, so Oscar didn't dare to approach her. He ate a few sausages and quickly finished running. It could be said that Ning Rongrong today successfully stimulated Oscar's potential!

Ning Rongrong was two laps slower, and Oscar went back early and even made it to lunchtime, but by the time Ning Rongrong finished running, lunch was long gone.

Hungry, Ning Rongrong hid under a tree in the academy. Remembering Han Feng's words that morning, she felt wronged again, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Han Feng! You bastard! You bastard, you big bastard!"

Ning Rongrong was sore all over, hungry and tired, but nothing could compare to the hurt Han Feng had caused her. Unable to suppress her emotions, Ning Rongrong cursed loudly, but for some reason, even though she had a thousand and ten thousand harsh words in her heart, only the word "bastard" came out when it reached her lips.

Realizing this, Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and cursed herself for being so spineless.

"Do you know that it's wrong to talk badly about others behind their backs?"

Han Feng had just found Ning Rongrong when he heard her cursing at him. He frowned immediately, but seeing Ning Rongrong covered in sweat, with a pale face, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her legs trembling slightly, he finally said something in a mild tone.

Upon hearing Han Feng's voice, Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled, and a hint of joy involuntarily rose in her heart. However, Ning Rongrong was not one to be pathetic; she wouldn't keep offering her warm welcome only to be met with indifference. She gave Han Feng a cold look and asked in a chilling voice, "What are you doing here?!"

"If you came here to laugh at me, then you've seen it now, and you can leave!"

Hearing the stark contrast in Ning Rongrong's tone, Han Feng frowned again; he felt uneasy.

"You underestimate me! I'm here to apologize!"

"ah!?"

Having made his decision, Han Feng didn't hesitate. He walked confidently to Ning Rongrong, presented her with the food box, and sincerely said, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have been so harsh with you this morning. Although I think I was right, my tone was indeed a bit excessive!"

Han Feng's words stunned Ning Rongrong. After several days of interaction, Ning Rongrong knew just how stubborn this person was. Getting him to admit his mistake was harder than climbing to heaven. She had tried countless times without success. Unexpectedly, she heard Han Feng apologize today, and in such a serious tone!

Seeing that Ning Rongrong remained silent, Han Feng assumed she hadn't forgiven him yet. After a moment's hesitation, he opened the food box, took out the prepared candied hawthorns and delicate sweet potatoes, presented them to Ning Rongrong, and said:

"Hey! You want the delicate sweet potato and candied hawthorn!"

Ning Rongrong saw that under the food box, there was a flame carefully controlled by Han Feng, keeping the candied hawthorn and delicate sweet potato in the same state as in the morning. As soon as she opened the food box, a fragrant aroma wafted out.

Ning Rongrong discovered that she was so easily satisfied in front of Han Feng. The simple and exquisite sweet potato and the ordinary candied hawthorn were not even as good as the scraps she used to eat at home, but they looked so tempting in Han Feng's hands!

"What...what do you want?" Ning Rongrong's voice choked up again.

"Apologize!? Isn't that obvious?"

Han Feng was puzzled. Why ask such an obvious question?

"Then what did you mean this morning?" Ning Rongrong asked again, her eyes already welling up with tears, on the verge of crying.

Han Feng was even more puzzled. He felt that Ning Rongrong's comprehension skills were definitely a bit off: "I'm telling you to run! The dean is right. As a support-type Soul Master, the most important thing on the battlefield is the ability to escape. How can you escape without good stamina?"

"No! Not this!"

Ning Rongrong quickly shook her head, her aggrieved yet determined eyes fixed on Han Feng's large eyes: "You said you wouldn't protect me! Why can't you protect me! Am I really that bad!? Why do you hate me so much!?"

This time it was Han Feng's turn to feel wronged, and he quickly defended himself, "Miss! When did I ever say that?! When did I say I wouldn't protect you? You can't wrong me!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly retorted loudly, "I asked, 'Won't you protect me?' You said you could protect me for a while, but not forever, so why not!? Why do you hate me!?"

Han Feng rolled his eyes immediately: "That's it?"

"What?! You mean I'm not worth mentioning at all?!" Ning Rongrong suddenly exploded, tears streaming down her face as she reached out to grab Han Feng.

Han Feng easily grabbed Ning Rongrong's hands and said matter-of-factly, "Of course I can't protect you forever! Isn't that obvious? My dad is a defensive-type Soul Master, and my mom is a support-type Soul Master, but even my dad can't protect my mom forever. And even if I were a defensive-type Soul Master, I couldn't always be by your side. Think about it, when you go to the bathroom, I can't exactly go into the women's restroom, can I?"

Han Feng's words stunned Ning Rongrong. She hadn't expected that the thing that had been bothering her and causing her resentment all day was actually because of this.

"Besides... I don't dislike you... it's just that you're too willful..."

When Han Feng said this, his tone was somewhat unnatural, and Ning Rongrong was completely stunned, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Han Feng continued, "By the way, how about I massage your legs? Consider it a reward for your hard work in training! Um... after running for so long, if you don't take care of them, your legs will turn into radish legs. Have you seen Ma Hongjun? You know, that really fat guy? Your legs will become like his, short and thick!"

"Say something!"

"Young Miss? Little Witch? Ning Rongrong? You big idiot!?"

Han Feng tried calling out twice, but Ning Rongrong didn't respond. He was immediately annoyed – I've already said that, you should at least show some appreciation!

"What did you just say?" Ning Rongrong suddenly asked softly.

Han Feng froze upon hearing this, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He automatically ignored the last three words he had just uttered and tentatively asked, "Ning Rongrong?"

To Han Feng's relief, Ning Rongrong seemed not to have heard him call her anything, and simply said softly, "Not this sentence, the previous one."

"Shall I massage your legs?"

"No, the previous sentence."

"Um... I don't dislike you?" Han Feng seriously suspected that Ning Rongrong had gone mad and her memory was failing.

"Wow!"

Unexpectedly, Ning Rongrong suddenly burst into tears, hugging Han Feng tightly. Hot tears streamed down Han Feng's cheek and onto his shoulder. Han Feng stiffened, a strange feeling rising within him. He could push Ning Rongrong away, but the warm feeling emanating from the girl made him reluctant to do so.

"Could you loosen your grip a little? I'm having trouble breathing..."

"I don't want to!"

"Do you still want to eat sweet potatoes and candied hawthorns?"

"It's already past lunchtime..."

"So, are you going to eat it or not?"

"I'll eat it!"

"Do you still want me to massage your legs?"

"want!"

"So, do you forgive me?" Han Feng asked helplessly.

"No! I will never forgive you!" Ning Rongrong said firmly.

"..."

What could Han Feng do? All he could think was that Sister Qianqian was truly the best.