"The dual meaning of these words, even Gan Yanyu could understand what they implied.
The young girl's lips slightly pouted, and she gently nudged Lin Tian with her elbow.
She whispered:
"We should be going... We'll be late for school."
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Qingzhou Seventh Middle School.
Classroom of Grade 3A.
After parting with Gan Yanyu at the school gate, Lin Tian returned to the classroom alone.
Although he was a bit worried that Gan Yanyu might run into trouble when she got back to school, since they weren't in the same class, Lin Tian couldn't really look out for her.
After sitting down at his desk, his desk mate Xu Yong immediately widened his eyes:
"Who are you?"
"Your dad."
"Ghost, you're still alive? I thought I saw a ghost!"
While Xu Yong excitedly spoke, he quickly grabbed a textbook from the desk to shield his face, bracing for a possible incoming punch,
"I thought you were dead since you haven't been coming to school for three days!"
