Leaving the Ma Family's house.
Lkwok looked at the motorcycle parked in the Ma family's yard and said, "Could you give me a lift?"
Tang Huai asked, "Didn't you come here by bike, teacher?"
Lkwok smiled awkwardly, "Unfortunately, I got a flat tire."
"Flat tire? I just got new tires on this bike."
"I reported to the principal. The tire marks clearly look like they were cut with a knife."
"After mine went flat, then yours went flat. Could it be..." Tang Huai hesitated.
"Could it be what?" Lkwok was curious.
Tang Huai shook her head and smiled, "It's nothing."
"Are you thinking that when your tire went flat and then mine, it might be because of jealous classmates?"
"Whatever I think, the teacher sees right through it." Tang Huai helplessly shook her head.
"It's not that I see through everything you think, but when I saw my tire was flat, I knew it was intentional. What you said just now was my thought exactly. I didn't expect that your thought would be the same as mine."
