Feelings of being touched always came unexpectedly. Ye Jian held Mrs. Tong's skinny hands tightly and said softly, "Thank you, Teacher. If you hadn't told me… I really wouldn't have known what you were thinking."
"Since I got you to come to my Class One from Class Six, as the form teacher, I naturally had to be responsible for you. Your results were already very good, but you still needed help with people and things. I tried my best to help you, but the most important thing is that you were able to stand on your own."
Then, Mrs. Tong joked, saying, "I'm also very proud. The smartest student I have has just realized that she's not the teacher's opponent."
Ye Jian felt warmth in her heart. She smiled until her eyes curved into crescents. Her eyes that reflected the light were clear and bright like crystals. "In the eyes of all our classmates, you're the best teacher. None of us is your match."
