“Ah… I’m really going to be late! We’ll talk next time, Miss Fairy, bye!”
Suddenly remembering he was about to be late, Yue Zijun ran away in a panic… The class advisor would definitely poke his backbone and call him, the student council president, a “negative example”!
The greenhouse of the gardening club returned to silence, with only the sound of rain pattering outside.
Ye Ling watched Yue Zijun’s figure disappear into the rain curtain before gradually coming back to her senses. She walked to the pots of flowers that had almost died today, noticing some branches had been trimmed and the soil seemed to have been reorganized.
Ye Ling squatted down, touching the leaf tips with her fingertips, as if a “warm” seed had sprouted at her fingertips, blooming a beautiful flower in her heart.
Infirmary.
An Xi gradually regained consciousness while getting an injection.
She was… in the infirmary getting an injection…
An Xi’s eyes rolled around, surveying her surroundings. She felt she was leaning on something warm and soft, and turning her head, she met Yan Qing’s eyes with a faint smile.
“Yan Qing… good morning…”
Noticing her uninjected right hand was firmly linked to Yan Qing’s arm, An Xi was now in an awkward position… Maybe other patients would think she came to show off her love!
“An Xi, this time… you must properly thank Dai Xue,”
Yan Qing picked up the lean meat and preserved egg congee that Dai Xue had just bought, gently stirring it with a spoon.
After buying the congee, Dai Xue had left. Yan Qing just said “thank you” because he could see Dai Xue truly cared about An Xi… Since she was An Xi’s lifelong best friend, there would be plenty of opportunities to express gratitude later!
“Mm-hmm!” An Xi nodded, guessing about 80%, Dai Xue was a good girl apart from her slightly tsundere personality! In this lifetime, having friends who genuinely cared for her was wonderful.
An Xi’s face showed a happy smile while thinking this.
“Here, have a bit to fill your stomach. Ah…”
Yan Qing scooped a spoonful of congee, let it cool slightly, and brought it to An Xi’s mouth.
“Uh… I can do it myself.”
