The difference between cloud and mud

"For example, if you are scolded by your father, you are obviously very sad, but you still want to save face, saying that you would rather have nothing to do with him."

Jiang Tong instantly knew that he had said something wrong.Xiao Fengtai looked at him, as if someone had slapped him in the face.

"You know nothing about mean and you are judging me based on stupid stereotypes that are totally untrue." (You know nothing about me and you are judging me based on stupid stereotypes that are totally untrue.)

"Is this your way of respecting others?" (Is this your way of respecting others?)

He spoke extremely fast, but his voice was very soft, as if he was extremely angry, and he was calm before the summer rainstorm.

"It's my fault, I—"

"The class is over." (The class is over.) Xiao Fengtai looked down at the time on his phone, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were as cold as ice.

"I'm fed up with your cliché."

I am under no obligation to continue to suffer your platitudes.

"In the second year of high school, my father passed away." Jiang Tong whispered.

"He was working on an engineering project in Africa and was hit by local armed stray bullets. Neither my mother nor I could see him for the last time."

In several confrontations, Jiang Tong always had the upper hand, acted mildly, advanced and retreated with restraint, and maintained a cordial and distant contractual teacher-student relationship with Xiao Fengtai.

This confession seemed particularly unexpected.Xiao Fengtai looked at him in astonishment, his stern expression slightly relaxed, he hesitated to speak.

"I'm very sorry for infringing on your privacy." Jiang Tong smiled reluctantly: "I just... just can't help it."

He got up to pack his books: "It's almost time. I'm inexperienced. I just want you to learn more about Chinese culture based on my own preferences. It's really ill-considered."

"I will chat with Lu She again to confirm your teaching progress. I know you don't like me, but... even if I help you out in return, please bear with me a few more lessons."

"I really, really need this part-time salary."

Jiang Tong zipped up her schoolbag, turned around and went out.Xiao Fengtai's eyes were fixed on him, making him feel like a thorn in his back, but he didn't dare to turn his head.He was afraid of being ridiculed by him, and even more afraid of being sympathized by him.

He almost ran away from Xiao's residence.