Chapter 37 Brother Yu, you seem to have a slight fever.

"Xiaxia, we've discussed it with Mom and Dad, and we're thinking of releasing the videos of the musical scores you composed before. What do you think?"

It was Yun Ranshu calling, again because of the online plagiarism incident.

Although Jiang Zhiyao's trumpet playing didn't cause much of a stir, some people still believed that her score was written by Yun Ran.

If they don't produce relevant evidence, they will continue to use this to attack An Shixia.

Although the innocent are innocent, Anjia did not want her to be caught up in a media storm.

Fortunately, An Shixia created those sheet music in the piano room, and even the revisions were recorded by surveillance cameras.

An Shixia replied, "Okay, then put it up there."

Yun Ranshu nodded upon hearing her voice, but remembering that she couldn't see, she explained, "I understand, I'll have your brother send it out right away."

Why is An Zhiyu issuing this? Is it being done in the company's name?

She doesn't want to reveal her identity yet, otherwise He Huaisheng will pester her again, which is a bit annoying.

"Sister-in-law, can we have the Piano Association issue it? That would be more convincing."

An Shixia didn't want her family to worry, so she used a different excuse.

Yun Ranshu agreed without hesitation: "Okay, then let's issue it in the name of the Piano Association."

After hanging up the phone with Yun Ranshu, An Shixia's gaze met Yan Lingyu's, and she quickly looked away.

"Brother Yu, I have class tomorrow morning and want to go to bed early. You... go back first?"

Yan Lingyu gave a soft "hmm" but made no move.

The two people, one standing and one sitting, were in a quiet atmosphere.

An Shixia thought he had other things to say, so she asked, "Brother Yu, is there anything else you want to say?"

Yan Lingyu looked at her with a deep gaze, his tone sounding somewhat pitiful: "I feel unwell, let me sit for a while."

Hearing him say he felt unwell, I felt anxious and ran to his side to touch his forehead.

Yan Lingyu felt a little hot the moment his forehead was touched.

An Shixia felt that his forehead was a little hot and thought he had a fever: "Brother Yu, you seem to have a fever. I'll go get you some medicine."

She withdrew her hand to find the first-aid kit, but Yan Lingyu grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her onto his lap.

"Xiaxia, don't go, stay with me. I feel very comfortable with you by my side."

Yan Lingyu's voice carried a hint of pleading.

An Shixia didn't dare to move and just sat there quietly. Feeling a little uncomfortable, she couldn't help but shift her position, but it seemed like she bumped into Yan Lingyu's belt, which hurt a bit.

He suddenly groaned, rested his head lightly on An Shixia's shoulder, and his breathing became a little rapid.

Seeing him like this, An Shixia thought he was feeling unwell again, and asked anxiously, "Brother Yu, do you have a headache? Put me down quickly, I'll go get you some medicine."

Yan Lingyu leaned quietly against An Shixia, his arms around her waist: "Don't take your medicine, let me hug you for a bit."

An Shixia didn't say anything more and let him hold her.

About ten minutes later, Yan Lingyu finally raised his head, his voice a little hoarse: "Xiaxia, I'm going back now."

After he finished speaking, he blindfolded An Shixia, stood up, placed her on the sofa, and quickly turned around so that she could only see his back.

"You should get some rest."

He left with those words and departed swiftly.

Before An Shixia could even remind him to take his medicine, he had already left and closed the door behind him.

*

At 8 a.m. the next day, Yan Lingyu felt refreshed. An Shixia asked him curiously, "Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"

Yan Lingyu coughed lightly: "You might have caught a bit of a cold yesterday. Okay, we're in the classroom, you can go in first."

An Shixia didn't ask any more questions, waved to him, and walked into the classroom.

Shen Tongtong had already saved her a seat, and she went in and sat down.

"Shi Xia, do you know? Jiang Zhiyao fell into the water and was soaking wet when she got back to the dorm."

Shen Tongtong whispered gossip, a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes.

She felt this was retribution; Jiang Zhiyao had ill intentions and deserved her misfortune.

"I know, she tried to push me yesterday, but she fell in instead."

An Shixia spoke calmly, but Shen Tongtong listened with a disturbing air.

"What? She actually tried to push you, which caused her to fall into the water! How could she do this! I thought it was already malicious of her to frame you online, but I never expected her to try to harm you as well!"

Shen Tongtong's voice was a bit loud, but luckily she arrived early, and there was no one else in the classroom yet.

"Never mind her, anyway, we'll all be going to our internships in two weeks, and we might not see each other again."

An Shixia's current thought is to stay away from the male and female leads and the plot.

Jiang Zhiyao can no longer pursue the path of playing the piano, so the plot has changed.

However, the variable lies with He Huaisheng; it remains to be seen whether he will succeed as he did in the story.

As An Shixia was thinking, a bottle of yogurt was suddenly placed on the table. She looked up and saw Sun Xueman.

Sun Xueman said with a hint of awkwardness, "An Shixia, I'm sorry. I didn't know she would do those things. I thought she was sincere towards you, so I said some unpleasant things to you."

Although Sun Xueman didn't say a specific name, the women present all knew who she was talking about.

Sun Xueman is not a bad person. She may be a bit sharp-tongued, but she has never done anything to hurt others.

She had been deceived by Jiang Zhiyao before, thinking that An Shixia was the kind of person who didn't know how to repay kindness.

However, the events that happened during this period made her think a lot. Recalling her time with Jiang Zhiyao, she realized that Jiang Zhiyao always spoke ill of An Shixia in front of her, intentionally or unintentionally.

When she felt indignant on behalf of Jiang Zhiyao, she would then try to convince herself not to say those things...

Thinking of this, Sun Xueman felt even more guilty, realizing that she had misunderstood An Shixia for so long.

"In short, I'm sorry. I just want to have a clear conscience. Whether you forgive me or not is your business."

After Sun Xueman finished speaking, she turned around and left with the book in her arms.

An Shixia called out to her: "Sun Xueman."

Sun Xueman paused, but did not turn around.

"I accept your apology. Although you were also influenced by her, it still hurt me in the end."

Hearing this, Sun Xueman felt bitter. For three years of university, she had always been by Jiang Zhiyao's side, and she truly regarded Jiang Zhiyao as a good friend.

She never imagined that the friendship she took so seriously would turn out like this.

"I can forgive you because I have never cared about your opinion. However, I hope you will not make hasty judgments about people in the future. To understand someone, you should not rely on what others say, but rather on your own heart to feel them."

Sun Xueman's eyes welled up with tears upon hearing An Shixia's words. She turned around and bowed to An Shixia, saying, "Thank you, I understand."

Shen Tongtong watched as she picked up her books and sat down in a corner, and sighed: "Actually, at the beginning, our relationship was quite good."

An Shixia remained noncommittal: "Putting aside prejudices, she's a friend worth having."

Shen Tongtong took out her phone and scrolled through it, then suddenly jumped in surprise at the campus forum: "Shi Xia, look at the campus forum! He Huaisheng and Yan Lingyu are fighting!"