Chapter 11 He felt a little thirsty
This sentence came out suddenly.
Su Xia was stunned for a moment before replying, "...Okay."
Even Xu Jiqing didn't understand what he was thinking.
It was obvious that being close to her would make him uncomfortable.
The medicine is all at home, there's no point in saying this.
But maybe that's his instinct—
He just wanted to hear that meaningless "OK", and that discomfort made him addicted.
Unlike her overcrowded desk, Xu Jiqing's was filled with textbooks and lesson plans. His old schoolbag also looked deflated, with not much in it.
Su Xia leaned over to take a look, sighed resignedly, and reached deep into the desk.
Just like I remembered, she had a complete range of medicines for external injuries, but they were messy.
It's similar to the difficult version of Gold Miner. All you see are unwanted things. The gold is hidden in the cracks, and you may not get any harvest even if you cast the hook several times.
She rummaged through the iodine cotton swabs, cartoon Band-Aids, and pain-relieving spray before she pulled out a moist healing dressing.
It is five centimeters square and can cover most things.
I turned it over and took a look, it wasn't expired.
The table was colorful, and Xu Jiqing seemed to be looking over here.
Su Xia was a little embarrassed. She explained quietly while tearing the package, "I signed up for the cheerleading team at the beginning of my freshman year. Although I was eliminated later, I practiced for a long time before the selection. I fell every day, and I bought a lot of medicine one after another."
There was noise coming from the next class in the corridor.
She was afraid that someone would come in and see them. Seeing that Xu Jiqing didn't resist, she didn't care about being nervous. She grabbed his school uniform sleeve with two fingers, pulled it up, and tentatively stuck the piece of transparent silicone on it.
The boy didn't say a word the whole time.
In order to ease the embarrassment, Su Xia muttered a lot more.
This kind of patch needs to be changed every three days. After throwing this one away, replace it with the one at home. She said that she had bumped her knee last year, and it was because she took good care of it that there was no scar left.
She talked as fast as a TV shopping director, but Xu Jiqing didn't listen.
All he had eyes for was Su Xia's hands.
The girl has very soft skin, cute dimples on the back of her hands, and round fingertips that are like smooth jade.
One hand rested on his wrist, and the fingertips of the other hand pressed lightly on the surface of the dressing, trying to smooth out the wrinkles that had been accidentally created.
It's all dead meat without any feeling.
But all the places she touched felt strangely itchy, like scabs on the wounds, and the itching was drilling into the cracks between his bones.
It made him feel a little thirsty.
The hands quickly withdrew.
The girl tilted her head slightly to look at him, her soft hair falling on her shoulders, and asked him rather stiffly if it hurt.
Her attitude towards him was awkward, as if she was afraid, but she would always come closer to him with courage, and there was a kind of indulgence in her eyes that he could not understand.
Xu Jiqing couldn't help but think.
What if he says it hurts?
She will take it seriously, right? Then what?
How far can that indulgence go, and how else can she coax him?
As soon as this thought came to mind, the unbearable itch seemed to be magnified a hundred times, forcing Xu Jiqing to turn his face away.
The girl asked again, and he replied, "It doesn't hurt."
In Su Xia's eyes, his expression was much colder than when he first entered the classroom, and it was obvious that he was not very happy.
Su Xia was never the type of girl to be dexterous with her hands. When she was a child, she was making paper houses in handicraft class. The paper patterns she cut were always larger than the ones outlined by the dotted lines, and the chimneys were stuck crookedly. When Su Xiaojuan got home, she saw that her two chubby hands were covered with glue that couldn't be removed.
It worked fine this time, but the silicone overlapped a lot on the wrist bone, which looked ugly.
After looking at the hand, Su Xia looked at Xu Jiqing's emotionless face.
I felt guilty for two seconds, but quickly calmed myself down.
It's not like she's running for a hand model, so being useful is better than having nothing. The person who asked her for help didn't even say thank you, so what is she wasting time on?
At 6:45, with a quarter of an hour left before the latecomer check, students began to come in one after another.
Middle school boys are full of joy.
The math class representative rolled up a ball out of his school uniform and was throwing it back and forth with the boy leaning against the wall. He vaguely saw a figure coming from outside. As long as he could tell the difference between a boy and a girl, he would throw it at them first and then say, "My son, catch the ball."
The next person to come in was the squad leader. He was so annoyed that his glasses had been knocked askew that he held onto his clothes and refused to return them. "Get out! I'll be your father until I die."
Su Xia held her face with one hand and couldn't help laughing.
Little boys of this age are so childish.
She couldn't help laughing when she thought about how some of these people later became soldiers, some became respectable financial men, and some became technical giants.
This was the first time Xu Jiqing saw her smile.
The girl has curved eyebrows, drooping eyelashes, and two sweet dimples at the corners of her mouth.
Xu Jiqing kept his hands on the page without moving, looking a little impatient.
There was a person sitting next to him who flipped through the pages of a book at a very regular pace. It was very obvious when he stopped. Su Xia glanced to the side and thought that she was disturbing him from reciting words, so she quickly straightened her back and lowered her head.
The real boss of the future is here.
In his previous life, the boss was particularly annoyed by her making noises, both normally and when he pressed on her.
As long as she smiled, acted coquettishly, or made some humming noises, Xu Jiqing's cold and handsome face would become fierce, and she would have no good time for the rest of the time.
The bad ending has already happened once.
When she reloads the game, she has to cherish her experience and cater to her needs.
This time she didn't want to be his widow and inherit the estate.
She has been well-behaved and caring for Su Xiaojuan in the past two years. If Su Xiaojuan is in danger in the future, she can ask Xu Jiqing to be her backer... He should agree, right?
With this realization, Su Xia didn't say a word during the morning reading, and just kept copying notes all morning.
Given by He Miao.
It has only been two weeks since the start of school, and the girl's math notes have just filled three pages, with diagrams drawn next to the knowledge points.
Su Xia didn't quite understand what he was saying, but he still followed suit, advocating that sincerity would work and participation was the most important thing.
She has a good attitude.
After being a student for so many years, if she used cheats to make a comeback as soon as she came back, it would be too unfair to a good student like He Miao.
There are still two years before the college entrance examination. She plans to ask Su Xiaojuan to enroll her in a tutoring class in the near future so that she can catch up slowly.
He Miao was the Chinese class representative. As soon as the bell rang for the end of morning reading, he ran to the teacher's office.
Su Xia rummaged through her schoolbag and pulled out a pack of strawberry-flavored wafer biscuits. She drew a heart on the notebook with a sticky note and stuck it on the cover, then placed the two on the girl's desk.
She had never taken notes so seriously.
The sky outside the window was azure blue. Su Xia flipped through the three pages of math problems she had copied in the sunlight, admiring them over and over again, with a happy smile on her face.
The girl shook her head, and the little bunny ears on her ponytail also shook.
Xu Jiqing glanced at her hand.
It's quite fancy to use three different colors of pens for one question.
He looked at it for a long time this time.
No matter how slow Su Xia was, he noticed it.
Just as she was about to close the notebook, she heard Xu Jiqing say, "You copied the wrong question stem for the second one."
“……?”
Su Xia was confused.
That gaze was clear and bright, not tainted by knowledge at all.
While she was still trying to think, Xu Jiqing had already revised the notes and put them back.
Corrected in pencil.
C1 was changed to C2, and an auxiliary line was redrawn on the original image.
Xu Jiqing said calmly, "It turns out that problem can't be solved. Let's try solving it again this way."
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