He stared blankly at the person in front of him, pursed his lips slightly, raised his hand to grasp that large hand, and slowly said, "Fourth Brother, don't come to school to find me anymore."
"Why?" Qin Zhan didn't get angry, instead, following the boy's strength, he stood up and came to the boy's side, sitting down.
Looking down at the young man's palm, he thought of the way those people had looked at Qin Zhan earlier, his small face chilling, "I don't like the way they look at you."
"Oh?" Qin Zhan raised an eyebrow.
"Don't pick me up anymore, their looks make me uncomfortable, it's like they want to eat you alive." Bi Xia stated seriously.
Laughing lightly, Qin Zhan nodded, "Alright."
Hearing Qin Zhan agree, Bi Xia tilted his head, "You don't think I'm being too bad, do you?"
"No," Qin Zhan smiled gently, raising his hand to cup the boy's small face, looking deeply at him, "because I too don't like the way others look at you."
