After the unpleasant parting at the hospital, Qi Jing disliked me even more.

The first time was during the sports meeting.

The second time was when the homework I handed in disappeared inexplicably.

The teacher called me to the office and scolded me.

There were other teachers in the office at that time.

If I had a thinner skin, I might have started crying already. I lowered my head and looked at the tip of my shoe, thinking inappropriately.

Finally, I found my workbook in the trash can.

There was a puddle of brown liquid spilled on it.

It was unusable.

Qi Jing stood not far away, shaking half a cup of coffee in his hand at me.

He didn't even bother to hide that he did it.

I disdainfully threw away the homework.

After school, I went back to the bookstore and bought a new one.