Sensitivity

I rubbed my temples. Why did I have to come up with that lie?

Auntie Lan said gently, "So you're Nanxing's little uncle. She has told me all about you. Thank you for taking her in. The poor child, I like her a lot. She has been accompanying me for half the day already. I was about to send her back. It's perfect that you've come to fetch her. Then I don't need to worry about her anymore. I have something to discuss with Jing Tian. Nanxing, I'll see you tomorrow!"

Jing Tian and Tong Le were shocked. Auntie Lan pulled Jing Tian away. "Let's go in. Mother has something to talk about with you."

Jing Tian turned to tell Tong Le. "I'll call you later." Tong Le nodded. I pulled on Tong Le's hand and dragged him home.

"Jing Tian's mother doesn't like me. Why?" Tong Le was confused.

"That's not true. You're too sensitive." I turned away from him.

"No. I'm sure of it." Tong Le was very certain.

"How's Jing Ni?" I quickly changed the subject.