Ryder was puzzled. Wasn't it just a textbook? Why couldn't he claim it as his own?
Moreover, claiming it as his own would save him a lot of trouble. He needed to get the ticket back as soon as possible.
"Yeah, it's mine. What's the matter?" Ryder slightly averted his gaze, landing on the face of the girl holding the book.
The girl's delicate features creased slightly, revealing a less than courteous grimace, as if she had heard a funny joke but was trying not to laugh.
At that moment, the bell for class rang. Suppressing her sudden irritation, Lily took a step forward and placed the book in his hand, her bright eyes staring directly at his face, smiling faintly. "Nothing, just a bit surprised."
The girl in front of him stared at him so blatantly, making Ryder feel somewhat uneasy. He took the book, nodding slightly. "I won't disturb you."
With that, he turned around and quickly left the rooftop.
"Always late for class, why now?" Lily, who actually wanted to spend more time with him, sighed as she looked up at the sky. "Forgot to ask for his name..."
Nevertheless, she had to go back to class. This period was Mr. Chen's math class.
As Lily walked towards the stairs, her ears twitched as she heard the sound of paper being blown by the wind.
She suddenly stopped and turned around.
A thin envelope made of cowhide, stained with a little dirty rainwater, lay where she had just stood.
She hurried back, crouching down to pick it up. Opening it and pulling out the card inside, she glanced at it roughly. It was all in English.
She couldn't understand it.
But she didn't have time to think about it. She stuffed the envelope into her pocket and hurried to class.
Ryder rushed to his seat just before the teacher entered the classroom. As soon as the teacher came in, he began the lesson, and the students in the top class uniformly opened their textbooks and got into the zone.
After opening his textbook, Ryder sneaked out the book he had just retrieved and flipped it open.
"Ryder, what are you looking at?" The teacher's voice suddenly broke the quiet atmosphere of the class, where everyone was working on exercises.
Several mischievous male students around him leaned over and, almost simultaneously, began to jeer.
"Ryder, are you reading adult comics?"
Then laughter mixed with disbelief erupted in the classroom.
...
He abruptly closed the "Mathematics Workbook," his eyebrows twitching slightly.
The strange look the girl had given him on the rooftop just now suddenly made sense to him.
Ryder closed his eyes slowly, pinching the bridge of his nose with his hand, his lips pressing tighter and tighter.
What made him even more angry was that, while he had lost face, the invitation he had mentioned was not found in the book.
The invitation was missing, but rumors about him were spreading everywhere.
The moonlight in the girl's heart, Lily, found that the usually gentle and polite school hunk Ryder had done something that ordinary high school losers would do, and successfully became the laughingstock of the students.
So this morning, for the first time in three years, the girls in the top class and even the whole grade saw the usually mild-mannered school hunk Ryder with such an unfriendly expression.
...
A taxi slowly pulled away from the gate of Moonlight High School, carrying a tall man in a silver-gray suit.
He stood at the school gate, gazing at the statue standing inside, lost in thought.
Just as he was about to step onto the campus, his pocket started vibrating frantically.
A faint smile curved his lips as he picked up the phone, knowing what to expect. "Your call came later than I expected."
At the other end of the line was a confident, low voice, tinged with anger. "Zane, you're even more reckless than I imagined."
"Taking action without permission and mingling in a crowded school... You can still come back now."
"Sorry, Lucian." Zane buttoned up his suit jacket with one hand, his tone gentle but devoid of warmth. "I've been searching for over a decade. This time, no one could stop me."
With that, he swiftly hung up the phone, smiled, identified himself to the security guard, and then walked onto the campus under the guard's guidance.
Four classes later, the cafeteria was bustling with noise, and the smell of food wafted through the air.
"What did you say?" Daisy almost choked on her beef, astonished.
"I didn't catch that? When did your hearing become worse than everyone else's?" Lily scoffed disdainfully, poking at the steamed potatoes on her plate. She repeated, "I met a super handsome guy on the rooftop, and I'm interested."
"Wow, pigs are flying today," Daisy asked as she chewed on her meat. "What's his name?"
"I forgot to ask, don't know," Lily replied.
Daisy's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and she gave her a sharp tap on the head, raising her voice. "Sister, you're losing it. You saw his name tag, didn't you?"
Lily suddenly realized, but she remembered seeing the name tag, so why couldn't she remember the name?
Did she get so infatuated with the guy's face that she didn't pay attention to anything else?
"I, I didn't see it clearly," she refused to admit.
"Are you still a wolf? Can't you see clearly even at such a close distance?" Daisy lowered her voice but maintained her contemptuous tone. "If your brother hears about this, he'll laugh you to death."
Indeed, the average werewolf's vision is generally two to three times better than that of humans, let alone Lily and Daisy, who come from prestigious werewolf families, whose sensory abilities are five to six times stronger than those of humans, or even more.
"Good eyesight runs in your family, and I just got a little dizzy for a moment. Don't give me a hard time," Lily pushed the meat from her lunchbox towards Daisy. "Hurry up and eat, then let's go to the store to get drinks."
"You're acting strangely, something's wrong with you," Daisy said as she stuffed her mouth with meat.
"Mmm! Auntie's stewed meat is truly the best in the world!"
Lily propped her chin up, looking helplessly out the window at the swaying green canopy, unable to help but think of the gentlemanly boy on the rooftop who had asked for the adult comic back.
"So adorable," she couldn't help but smile.
In the afternoon, at five o'clock, students finished their day's classes and began to leave the school gates.
As usual, Lily and Daisy walked home together, first stopping at the convenience store for a while, then reluctantly heading home.
Lily was the first to get home.
"I'm going ahead! Remember to say hi to Uncle and Auntie for me," Daisy waved to her from a distance, shouting.
Lily watched her make an okay gesture, then opened the door.
Before she could fully turn back, a gust of wind rushed in suddenly. Lily caught the soccer ball flying towards her face with one hand, veins bulging slightly on her forehead.
"Oh, sorry about that, got an itchy foot," Tommy said with a face that looked like he was about to get beaten up, smiling at her.
She clapped the ball on the ground twice with one hand as she walked into the yard, dropping her backpack. With a snort, she said, "You want to mess around again?"
Mrs. Taylor was cooking in the kitchen. When she started making pancakes and saw the two kids playing soccer in the yard, she looked out the window again after the pancakes were done.
Two little wolves were rolling on the ground outside, scratching and clawing at each other.
Their tails were about to show.
Lily was agile, but she couldn't match his strength. Tommy pounced on her ankle and pinned her to the ground.
"Run, keep running away from me," Tommy panted, mocking her.
After struggling for a while with no success, Lily became a little impatient. When Tommy saw the gray-white fur gradually appearing on her hands and her eyes turning slightly red, he knew he was in trouble.
Tommy immediately retracted his sharp claws and quickly got up, "I was just kidding! I'm going to take a shower!"
He bolted away.
Seeing him run into the house, Lily returned to her normal form in an instant, raising her eyebrows and muttering, "Coward."
"You don't even dare to fight with me, coward."
"Lily! Look at the mud on you! Have you forgotten how to be a girl?" Mrs. Taylor shouted at her through the window. "Hurry up and clean up!"
"Mom, you're biased! Tommy started the fight with me first!"
Lily rolled her eyes irritably, got up from the muddy ground, and walked into the house, leaving behind spots of mud wherever she went.
At half-past seven in the evening, a clean and tidy Lily returned to her room, placed her backpack neatly, and sat down at the table to do her homework. Updates fastest on the computer side:.
Her room was on the top floor of the villa, and the small window in front of her desk allowed her to see the twinkling lights of the nearby neighborhood.
As long as she sat by the window, the quietness of the night would gradually infect her. Lily took out her textbooks from her backpack and, finally, pulled out the dirty envelope.
Taking out the card filled with English, she carefully read it out loud, stumbling over the words. "E, European...youth science..."
"Europe, it's Europe, right? European...young people, technology..." Lily sighed and threw the card back into her backpack. "What is this? So hard."