He stared at the neatly arranged notebooks, pencil case, and the physics competition problem set that Zi Xi often looked at on her desk, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

She doesn't even consider him a friend... let alone a girlfriend.

She didn't take him seriously at all!

This heartless and cold-blooded woman!

Just as Jiang Yanli's patience was about to run out and she was about to lose her temper, the back door of the classroom was gently pushed open.

Zi Xi walked in carrying two plastic bags, her steps very light, as if afraid of disturbing others.

But when she looked up and saw that Jiang Yanli was already awake, she walked back to her seat as usual, placing one of the bags on Jiang Yanli's table on the way before sitting down.

Jiang Yanli was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw a box of freshly cut fruit, a cup of iced lemon tea, and a carton of chocolate milk in the plastic bag!

His fingers paused slightly, and a small opening suddenly appeared in the restlessness in his heart, allowing some indescribable emotion to sneak in.

She bought me food; she cares about me!

What do you mean by that?

Although his ears were bright red, he didn't show it on his face. He raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms, and spoke with a hint of impatience.

Zi Xi said calmly, "The things you gave me this morning were knocked over. Weren't you very angry? This is my compensation to apologize to you."

Well, Jiang Yanli had a surge of anger that she couldn't vent, but she quickly suppressed it.

For someone with her bookish mind to have achieved this much is quite impressive.

Alright, let him protect her from now on.

Jiang Yanli stared at her for two seconds, having already completed her self-conquest, then reached out, picked up the lemon tea, and took a sip.

It's sweet, with just the right amount of honey.

"It's alright, but it's a little worse than the fruit I bought."

His lips curled up involuntarily for a moment before he quickly suppressed it and gave a curt "hmm."

Zi Xi glanced at him, but didn't say what was on her mind, and continued writing her homework.

If he doesn't like it, he doesn't have to eat it; she can take it home as dessert.

Jiang Yanli ate fruit while stealing glances at her, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

Did she know on purpose that he likes sweets?

Actually, she still cares about him quite a bit!

This thought inexplicably pleased him, but he would never show it!

He used his fork to poke a piece of red pomelo and handed it to her.

Zi Xi looked up at him and shook her head in refusal: "No need, the one I bought also has this red pomelo pulp in it."

Jiang Yanli clicked her tongue, withdrew her hand, and ate the food herself, feeling inexplicably disappointed.

But never mind, considering she went out of her way to buy him something to apologize, I'll let it go.

Jiang Yanli took a sip from the straw, slowly took out her phone, the sweet taste of honey lemon tea still lingering on her tongue, and she was in a rare good mood.

He was in a very good mood until he saw the forum post.

[Shocking! A hundred fake soup-splashing actions occurred in the cafeteria, and the result was...]

Although the video in the post was blurred, he still spotted Zi Xi holding a fruit platter at a glance.

Jiang Yanli's eyes instantly turned cold.

Pour hot soup over it?

Is the target Zi Xi?

His fingers unconsciously tightened, and the plastic cup made a slight clicking sound.

The comments below the post are still being refreshed:

[Hilarious! Trying to harm others but ending up getting hurt herself, what grudge could she possibly have?]

I heard she previously complained about the smell of instant noodles in the dorm because someone was eating them; she's a spoiled brat and hard to please.

[But who is that girl who got splashed? She's so calm, she didn't even flinch.]

Jiang Yanli stared at the last comment, and that feeling of irritation welled up in her chest again.

She remained calm, of course. If he hadn't seen it on the forum, she wouldn't have mentioned the question at all when she came back, and she didn't even intend to tell him!

He abruptly locked the screen, threw the phone back into the desk drawer, and turned to look at Zixi, who was still studying.

She was writing her homework with her head down, her profile calm, her eyelashes casting dappled shadows under the light, as if nothing had happened during her trip to the cafeteria.