A few days later, Ying Qian's cold had cleared up, but she still used the cold as an excuse not to go to morning exercises.

Ren Yi, as a member of the student council, also followed her in her shamelessness, turning a blind eye to it. Even though many people disapproved, so what? They couldn't get rid of him at all.

If he's not going to run away, then he's not going to run away. He even gave Shen Yun a sick leave note today.

"Sister Yingqian, are you really better from your cold?" Chen Yun's voice was barely audible.

Even though it was noisy in the shade, Ying Qian could still hear it clearly. She replied, "Okay, I can jump and hop around now! My throat doesn't hurt anymore."

With eyes full of concern, Shen Yun suddenly tugged at Ying Qian's sleeve cautiously, looking mysterious, "Sister Ying Qian, I want to tell you something."

She glanced around to make sure no one was watching before asking in a trembling voice, "Did you sign up for any events at the sports meet?"

"Of course not!" Ying Qian laughed. "I'm so bad at sports, why would I even sign up for any events? I'd just get completely crushed!"

Shen Yun lowered her eyelashes, then looked up, her eyes misting over. "Last night, I saw my brother working on the competition entry list for the sports meet, and I saw your name on the women's 1500m track... I knew you definitely wouldn't sign up..."

“I wanted to cross your name out…” she said, large tears sliding down her cheeks, “but my brother won’t let me… he won’t allow me to change it without permission…”

Upon hearing this, Ying Qian's smile gradually froze, and a hint of disdain flashed across her beautiful face. Her smile remained unchanged as she calmly wiped away her tears of anger and said, "Then let's deal with whatever comes our way. You can't blame your brother."

After all, no matter how powerful Chen Chang is, it's still not good for him to interfere in the affairs of the second-year high school students.

“But…” Shen Yun pursed her lips nervously.

She really didn't want anything to happen to Ying Qian.

Ying Qian gently ruffled her hair, speaking in a tone as if comforting a child, "It's okay, Shen Yun, and thank you."

After saying that, she leaned over and hugged Shen Yun.

A fleeting embrace. How she longed to hold onto it.

Her tired, weary eyes lit up with an unusual light after the embrace. She forcefully suppressed the inexhaustible joy in her heart. Ying Qian's delicate fragrance remained unchanged, always refreshing and delightful.

She knew that although time had passed, Ying Qian would always be the bright-smiling girl in her heart, and that would never change...

Looking at Ying Qian's calm demeanor, she felt much more at ease.

Ying Qian said, "I'm new here, so it's perfectly normal for some people to dislike me. It's also expected that they would try to use tricks against me."

"But I don't really have anyone in mind who's targeting me..." she said with a wry smile.

They hadn't done anything wrong, yet they had an enemy.

She was also helpless; the enemy was in the dark while she was in the light, and she hadn't figured out what to do.

"Should we tell Chen Wenzhi, Sister Yingqian?" Shen Yun asked softly.

Upon hearing that name, Ying Qian paused slightly, then laughed heartily, "What's the point of talking to him? Besides, I don't want to bother him."

He lowered his head in a huff, seemingly lost in thought.

She lied; she omitted part of the story. Shen Chang told her not to tell anyone about it, but she started talking, though she didn't mention anything about Shen Chang.

The sports meet is next Monday, and the roster probably can't be changed, so we'll just have to bite the bullet and go for it.

Ying Qian was also helpless about this, but of course, she didn't tell Chen Wenzhi.

Perhaps due to Shen Yun's leak, Ren Yi slipped her a note during that evening's self-study session: Trust me! Don't underestimate me as a friend [playful smiley face]

She chuckled softly.

*

School ends on Friday.

The whole school was filled with joy, and as the evening glow shone down, a sea of ​​people surged toward the school gate.

Ying Qian and Shen Yun walked side by side, laughing continuously. Behind them, Ren Yi, grinning, put his arm around Chen Wenzhi's shoulder. Chen Wenzhi looked impatient, but didn't say anything, especially since Ren Yi had just finished playing basketball and smelled of sweat...

"Cousin Wenzhi!" A beautiful figure flashed past the school gate not far away, running towards Chen Wenzhi.

Shen Yun went to the senior high school building as usual to wait for Shen Chang to finish school. The two sisters parted ways. Shen Yun watched the sweet girl from afar, and the veins on her forehead throbbed slightly.

She tugged at Ying Qian's hand. "That girl is probably not a good person."

Ying Qian's expression immediately turned serious, and she nodded slightly, "I feel the same way..."

Shen Yun left, looking back every few steps.

Ying Qian was about to leave the school gate.

"Ying Qian! There's a dinner party tonight, are you going?" Ren Yi suddenly called out to her.

She initially wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that Ren Yi had helped her investigate things a few days ago, so she agreed.

Ren Yi, without any sense of propriety, grabbed her sleeve and pulled her in front of Chen Wenzhi.

The girl had pigtails, a round nose, cherry lips, and light makeup, giving her a pure and innocent look. She wore a white long dress and a peach-pink handbag, making her look extremely cute.

This made Ying Qian, who was dressed casually in her school uniform, even more ordinary, except for her relatively tall stature.

However, boys in City S are generally not very tall, and they sometimes feel resistant to tall girls. Short and cute girls are always more popular.

Ren Yi, being straightforward, didn't detect the smell of gunpowder in the air.

He was just urging everyone to leave quickly.

×× Milk Tea Shop

The atmosphere was subtle. Her cousin was too proactive, so Ying Qian had no choice but to sit with Ren Yi. She didn't mind, but secretly felt that a good show was about to begin.

"Ying Qian, what would you like to drink? It's on me!" Ren Yi said confidently, holding a hundred-yuan bill in his hand.

Ying Qian was amused by his appearance and casually gave a name, "Lemonade is fine."

"You and Shen Yun really have the same taste!" He looked up and glanced at Chen Wenzhi and the soft-spoken girl opposite him. "So, what about you two? Do you also drink lemonade?"

Chen Wenzhi's breathing was heavy. "I'll drink plain water."

"Me?" the girl thought for a moment, her voice soft and sweet. "I usually drink iced Americano, but I don't think they have any here. So I'll just drink lemonade like this lady."

Her eyes were clear, and her laughter was as melodious as a silver bell.

Many boys from No. 3 Middle School in the vicinity couldn't help but cast their gazes towards it.