The sunlight was exceptionally intense, so intense that the patches of sunlight on the ground seemed to scorch it.

However, the dazzling person glanced in her direction, and for a moment, He Jing felt her heart skip a beat, thumping loudly and forcefully. She even forgot the pain in her feet, and all she could hear was silence.

She watched the boy's agile figure sway like a dandelion on the playground, and saw him calmly and confidently win first place, surrounded by the crowd, like a god with a halo above his head.

The soul was struck by an arrow.

...

Class 3 of Grade 11 forfeited the team competition, and the week-long sports meet finally came to an end.

He Jing was helped to the infirmary by Yan Hanxi. The infirmary was empty. There was a logbook and an uncapped pen on the table. Obviously, the school doctor had temporarily left.

He Jing sat on the hospital bed, watching Yan Hanxi rummage through the medicine box, finding alcohol swabs, ointment, and gauze. She couldn't help but call out "Hey!" to interrupt him.

Yan Hanxi turned around and made a soft nasal sound: "Hmm?"

He Jing coughed and asked somewhat awkwardly, "How did you know I couldn't hold on?"

Yan Hanxi countered, "What do you think?"

He Jing didn't know, and frowned. Did she look really bad at the time?

Yan Hanxi picked up the tweezers and the alcohol swab, and said slowly, "If you can't figure out the answer, then let's just attribute it to the tacit understanding between us."

He Jing paused for a moment, then said, "Thank you, I'll remember this favor."

"You're welcome. It's only right for classmates to help each other..." After a pause, Yan Hanxi's eyes were filled with amusement. "Is this what you wanted to hear me say, my fiancée sister?"

He Jing's cheeks flushed bright red. She glared at him fiercely, then got up and walked outside.

Yan Hanxi: "Your foot..."

He Jing: "Let's not do it anymore."

Yan Hanxi sighed helplessly. He Jing was good in every way, except that she was too easily amused. However—

Well.

It's only fun when you tease them.

Yan Hanxi's smile grew even wider as he watched the girl leave the infirmary. The sunlight on the floor flickered for a moment, then turned into a quiet orange.

...

When He Jing returned to the He family home, only He Zhou and He Xiaoguo were there. He Xiaoguo was reciting ancient poems in a babbling voice, her chubby face scrunched up. As soon as she saw He Jing, her eyes lit up and she rushed over to her.

"elder sister."

He Jing almost fell over when he tackled her.

These days, He Xiaoguo is taking good care of herself, she has gained weight and grown quite a bit taller.

He Jing paid for his piano lessons so he wouldn't have to sit at the school gate waiting for someone to pick him up after school, and He Xiaoguo was very happy with his lessons.

He Zhou coldly stepped forward, lifted He Xiaoguo out of her arms, and ordered, "Go do your homework."

He Xiaoguo pouted and said "Oh," sounding quite disappointed.

He Jing rubbed her forehead, "Third Brother, aren't you being a little too harsh?"

He Zhou sneered, "The only way for a poor person to change their fate is to study hard. If he doesn't work hard now, he won't even be worthy of carrying your shoes in the future."

Helpless, He Jing stopped arguing. He Zhou then said coolly, "I've entered Zhou's Restaurant."

"Oh, really?" He Jing's eyes crinkled into a smile. "I knew Third Brother had this ability."

He Zhou's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Stop pretending. I was hired because you called Zhou's Restaurant, wasn't I?"

During the interview, the head chef was called out by the manager without reason, and his attitude changed when he returned.

He Jing couldn't deny that Zhou's Restaurant might have decided to hire He Zhou because of her, but she still smiled slightly: "Does that mean Third Brother won't go just because I made the contact?"