Chapter 906 Childhood Sweetheart Refuses to Let Childhood Sweetheart Have a Bad Ending Script 40
Song Jinhuan and Xie Yingfeng signed up for the city's physics and mathematics competitions, respectively. With limited time and heavy workload, the two couldn't even find time to eat together.
Jiang Cha also signed up for the math competition and apologized to Xie Yingfeng in front of everyone.
"Thank you, I'm sorry about what happened before. I hope you won't take it to heart. Let's work hard together and strive for a good result."
His words were sincere, and he adopted a very humble attitude.
In addition, being the school beauty and tenth in the grade, Xie Yingfeng's lack of response caused some dissatisfaction among the surrounding classmates.
But they couldn't say anything.
The black-haired boy's gaze swept lightly over the people around him, taking in their expressions; his eyes were so deep that they revealed not a trace of emotion.
"Let's begin."
It's okay if you don't say a word.
Shen Mingda participated in the physics competition and was in the same group as Song Jinhuan.
"Lin, do you have a problem with me?" He wondered if it was just his imagination, but Tian Tian seemed to be rejecting him.
Song Jinhuan remained silent.
Shen Mingda laughed. Well, not denying it is admitting it.
He's really similar to Feng Ge in this respect.
Although I don't know what happened, Brother Feng said that we should take good care of Tian Tian.
On this day, Song Jinhuan was carrying books out of the library when, as he passed the basketball court, he was hit on the head by a basketball amidst a scream.
He swayed and collapsed to the ground in front of everyone.
When she woke up, she was already in the infirmary.
Xie Yingfeng sat on the edge of the bed, and a boy in a basketball uniform stood opposite him with his head down.
"Brother?" she blinked and called softly.
The black-haired boy, who had his back to him, turned around immediately upon hearing the noise. "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Are you feeling dizzy? Do you feel nauseous?
He helped the person up, opened the cap of the light green water bottle, and asked, "Want some water?"
Song Jinhuan lowered her head and took a sniff. "Brother, where's my book?"
Xie Yingfeng was taken aback. "What book?"
Song Jinhuan looked around the room before saying with red eyes, "I was carrying three books when I came out of the library, and then I got hit by a basketball."
Xie Yingfeng turned to look at the culprit, "Where's the book?"
His gentle tone was a stark contrast to the coldness he displayed when the girl was still asleep.
Zhu Zijie said in a panic, "I...I'll go look for it right away, it must have been left there."
He finished speaking and hurriedly ran out.
"Sweetie, do you want to lie down a little longer?"
Song Jinhuan was no longer upset. "Let's go back to the classroom."
Xie Yingfeng glanced at her forehead, which was wrapped in gauze, and repeated the doctor's instructions.
Song Jinhuan wrote everything down, and then returned to the classroom with Xie Yingfeng's help.
After one class period, Zhu Zijie delivered the book to the classroom door.
"I'm so sorry, Lin. How about I treat you to a meal?"
Song Jinhuan waved her hand, "It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose."
Just as Zhu Zijie was about to say something more, a male voice suddenly came from the side, "Sweetie, let me see what book you want to read."
Zhu Zijie's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked over and saw the black-haired boy leaning lazily against the door frame. The less-than-pleasant scene in the infirmary flashed through his mind, so he could only try to save face by saying, "Then I'll be going now. Goodbye."
Song Jinhuan walked over and showed him the book title, "Brother, would you like to read it?"
"But I'll have to wait until I finish reading it."
Xie Yingfeng raised his hand, his gaze falling on her forehead, then slowly lowered it again. "Try to read less these next few days; recovering from your injury is the most important thing."
Song Jinhuan's eyes curved into a smile, "I'll listen to my brother."
The black-haired boy was quite pleased and, with a smile, half-pushed her back to Class Two.
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