"Charlie, are you ill?" The professor was worried as he saw that Charlie covered his face so tightly with a surgical mask and a cap.
"Yes, professor. I've caught a cold. For fear of infecting others, I wear a surgical mask and a baseball hat," facing the professor this time, Charlie replied elegantly like a gentleman. The professor felt comfortable to listen to him at his show of noble respect towards him.
With his eyebrows knitted, he asked again with concern, "Have you gone to see a doctor? Your illness would become serious if you don't pay much attention to it." "I've just come back from the hospital,"
with a slight bow, Charlie replied smilingly and thankfully. After pausing for a little while, he continued, "I found that Elsa's class was almost over, so I came here to have a look."
It was not until this moment that the professor noticed and thought of Elsa. Instead of treating Elsa kindly in the same way as he did to Charlie, the professor gave her a cold shoulder and rebuked her, "Be attentive in class in the future. Don't sleep all day long. Since you are always with Charlie, you should learn from him. Hmm. Just sleep as you wish in my class if you are almost as clever as him." As soon as the professor finished his words, he angrily kept his eyes off Elsa and switched his attention to Charlie. Then, he bid farewell to Charlie and walked away.
"He is so unfair. As a teacher, the professor treats his students impartially, which misleads and causes harm to his students," Elsa complained after the professor left, as she was not only upset to have been tricked by Charlie for having disguised himself that way, but also scolded by the professor so rudely in front of Charlie. Now, she was really in low spirits. As a consequence, she was filled with great anger that she looked sideways at Charlie and continued, "I feel overburdened to be with you, so I think I have to reconsider carefully if I want to be with you or not in the future," Elsa said while walking towards the staircases.
Confused whether she meant her word or not, Charlie got speechless. His mouth was twitching on a non-stop basis, perhaps because he felt pain at the corners of his mouth or he was upset to have heard those distressful words from Elsa. Fixating his gaze on Elsa, he shook his head hard as though he was bothered by something serious. Subsequently, with both hands inside his pockets, he couldn't help smiling at something he thought and walked towards the staircases behind Elsa.
"When do you plan to ask for leave?" Charlie asked, breaking the silence.
Still annoyed at what had happened, Elsa questioned back very innocently, "Why should I ask for leave?"
As she dropped this question, Charlie was firstly put in a daze. Soon afterward, he stated, "You've promised me. I can show you the messages as shreds of evidence."
With an indifferent look, Elsa responded, "The fact is that somebody didn't strictly follow the rules."
"But you didn't state that I shouldn't come here by disguising myself." Charlie took what he had done for granted, and a moment later, he insisted, "I have the messages as proofs." While saying that, he took his cellphone out of his bag, slid the touchscreen and said, "You only asked me to come here to keep you company before the class was over!"
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