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nSheldon fell silent.

nGallon slowly put down the teacup. “Don’t worry. Your sister just hasn’t got the hang of romance. In fact, this is not bad. At least no one else will compete with you for her.”

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nSheldon could only comfort himself in this way.

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nLance Middle School

nJust after school, the teaching building was quiet.

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nJames put his jacket on his arms and locked the office door.

n“Phew, Mr. Walker?”

nA joking voice rang from behind.

nJames turned his head and looked around.

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nDerek was leaning against the wall of the corridor, with one hand in his pocket and his long legs folded. He was wearing a loose white T, with his coat tied around his waist. His curly hair exuded a brilliant luster in the setting sun.

nHis eyes were clear, but he smirked, showing his white teeth, like a little devil who knew nothing about the world. “Mr. Walker, why are you so anxious to get off work? Are you going to see your girlfriend?”

nJames smiled. “Derek, please respect your teacher’s private life.”

nWith that, he turned and left.

nDerek snorted with disdain.

nAt this time, a boy walked out of the corner.

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nDerek threw a piece of paper into the boy’s arms. “Go, give this love letter to James. Tell him that you have a crush on him and see how he reacts.”

nThe boy trembled. “I… I don’t like Mr. Walker. Why should I give him a love letter…”

n“Didn’t you hear me? I said ‘give this love letter to him’!” Derek kicked the boy’s ass.

nJames was about to go downstairs when suddenly a boy rushed in front of him.

n“M… Mr. Walker!”

nJames lowered his eyes slightly to look at him. “Yes?”

nThe boy clenched the paper in his hand and handed it to James abruptly. He trembled and his cheeks burst red.

nThen he closed his eyes and shouted. “This… this is a love letter. Mr. Walker… I have a crush on you!”

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nCaught off guard, James was stunned.

nAfter a while, he cracked a gentle smile, patted the boy’s head, bent down, and said softly, “First of all, I am very grateful for your love, but at your current age, you should focus on your studies. When you grow up and gain a broader vision, you will definitely meet someone better than me. I will keep this matter a secret for you, okay?”

nThe boy opened his eyes and looked at James dumbfounded.

n“Quickly go home.” James straightened up and stepped down the stairs.

nThe boy went back to the corridor with his head drooping.

nSeeing the love letter still held in his hand, Derek frowned. “How is it going? What did he say?”

nThe boy’s cheeks flushed. “Mr. Walker said I should focus on my study…”

nDerek almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

n“That’s it?”

n“That’s it…”

n“F*ck!” Derek bit her thin lip with her little white teeth, pondering.

nIs James really gay?

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nPhoebe bounced back home, humming a tune, her face pink.

nAda came out of the kitchen and saw her good daughter. Seeing Phoebe was happy, she was happy too. “Phoebe, why are you so happy today? Did anything good happen to you?”

nPhoebe hurriedly hid the handkerchief in her hand behind her. She lowered her head, and blushed red. “No… no, I’m just in a good mood. Mom, I’m going upstairs!”

nWith that, she stomped up the stairs.

nBehind her, Claire walked into the door.

n“Claire, wait a minute.” Ada picked up an envelope from the table and handed it to Claire.

n“This is an invitation letter from the Johnsons, asking you to accompany Hunter Johnson to the charity dinner held by the mayor next Tuesday.”

nThere was no expression on Claire’s face. “I won’t be available next Tuesday night.”

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