"Thank you... thank you everyone, thank you so much."
Jiang Yu felt a little dizzy. For someone with social anxiety, the enthusiasm of the students in Class 7 was like pouring a bucket of hot water on a penguin that was used to the Antarctic weather.
Hot water is a good thing, especially hot water in extremely cold weather.
but……
Penguins certainly don't like hot water.
Perhaps one will come to like hot water once they get used to a warmer climate, but certainly not now.
Having grown up in an environment of being bullied for many years, Jiang Yu had long been accustomed to being aloof and withdrawn, and also accustomed to the mocking or belittling gazes cast from all directions whenever she sat down.
At that time, no one was ever willing to approach him.
"As expected of Wei Yang..."
Jiang Yu pursed her cherry lips, a strange feeling welling up in her heart.
Although she had only just enrolled, Jiang Yu had already developed a strong liking for the new school.
This small example reveals a great truth: a bad school could never produce students as enthusiastic and compassionate as them. This shows that Weiyang Middle School truly deserves to be the best middle school in Jiang City.
but……
"Um... class is about to start. If there's nothing else, you should go back to your seats."
Jiang Yu lowered her head, her bangs obscuring her eyes.
Xia Che frowned immediately.
strangeness……
Was it just his imagination?
Just like last time on the bus, Jiang Yu, who was quite happy one second, suddenly became depressed again.
It was like a door that had just been opened a crack, only to be quickly closed again.
how so?
"Okay, Jiang Yu, but... are you really not going to consider tutoring? I'm worried you'll fall behind."
"Need not……"
"Don't be shy. We'll all be classmates from now on, so it's only right that we help each other out."
Jiang Yu's classmates thought she was shy, but thinking about it, it made sense, as Jiang Yu seemed very introverted.
Immediately, other classmates chimed in, "Yes, yes, don't worry about troubling us. Classmates should help each other."
"Jiang, don't be so formal. You'll be part of Class 7 from now on."
"While Class 7's academic performance may not be as good as other classes, its atmosphere is definitely the best."
"It seems like it's not just our grades that are inferior... There are quite a few troublemakers in other classes. If it weren't for Brother Dao, we probably wouldn't be having an easy time."
The topics of conversation among teenagers are always unpredictable. One second they were advising Jiang Yu, and the next they were talking about Xia Che.
But listening to the well-intentioned advice from the people around me, their voices mingling together, it sounded rather noisy.
Jiang Yu's face suddenly turned pale, as if she couldn't breathe, and even her lips turned white.
She had seen this scene before, many times before, and it was the moment she hated most.
Familiar, painful memories surfaced in my mind, merging with the chaotic sounds before me.
Laughter, chatter, and banter among classmates...
The various voices blended together, and Jiang Yu's face became even paler.
"Jiang?"
A perceptive girl noticed that Jiang Yu's complexion wasn't good and leaned closer to ask in a low voice, "What's wrong? You look terrible..."
I said I don't need it!
The female classmate's concern became the final straw that broke Jiang Yu's spirits. She slammed her hand on the table, her voice almost hysterical with emotion: "No, no, no! Can you understand me?!"
The students surrounding them were somewhat stunned by Jiang Yu's sudden shout.
The classroom, which was noisy just a second ago, became completely silent at this moment, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone's expression turned blank; they were clearly terrified.
Seeing this, Xia Che frowned even more deeply.
Xia Che could see everyone's goodwill. He originally thought that Jiang Yu would like this warm environment and be happy to be free from suffering.
Now it seems...
This little girl's inner conflict is deeper than she imagined.
"Then... let's go, the teacher will be here soon."
Everyone looked at each other, and an awkwardness was visible on each other's faces. Then, someone offered a way out, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, dispersed, and returned to their seats.
The atmosphere in the classroom remained quiet. They meant well, but they never expected to be yelled at like that.
Some people even had a hint of anger on their faces, feeling that their good intentions had been taken for granted.
Many people's views on Jiang Yu have quietly changed.
A few girls huddled together, whispering amongst themselves. You could faintly hear casual remarks like "No wonder they get bullied" and "Serves them right."
All of this was observed by Xia Che, who was watching coldly from the sidelines.
It's no wonder they're so sensitive. After learning about Jiang Yu's past experiences, everyone in Class 7 wanted to help this poor girl, so everyone put in their best effort.
But Jiang Yu's stress response was like a bucket of cold water, simply and brutally pouring it on their enthusiasm.
Who could stand this?
Even a diamond heart will break!
"...It's so noisy."
Jiang Yu lowered her head, her face flushing red and then pale. After a long while, she softly uttered a sentence, then picked up her textbook from the table and silently began to study.
Feeling the strange atmosphere that had suddenly arisen in the classroom, Xia Che felt somewhat helpless. He stood up from someone else's seat, walked to his own seat, and pulled out a chair to sit down.
"Sometimes, other people's excessive kindness can indeed cause some trouble for them. You don't need to blame yourself. This is normal and it's not your problem."
Xia Che spoke calmly, then looked at his clean desk, which was devoid of any books, and couldn't help but scratch his head.
That's strange...
What about my own books?
hiss……
Xia Che raised an eyebrow, remembering that he hadn't brought his textbooks home since last Friday.
So it turns out I haven't been using textbooks in class these past few days!
Wow!
That's awesome.
"I don't need your pretense..."
At this moment, Jiang Yu was like a little hedgehog with all its quills showing. Even though Xia Che had already recognized the boy who had helped her on the bus when he stepped into the classroom, she still said these insincere words.
"Really? Okay."
Xia Che shrugged, then, as if by magic, reached into the desk drawer, pulled out a can of milk, placed it in front of Jiang Yu, and pushed it towards her.
"what?"
Jiang Yu was puzzled.
"As the benefactor who helped you on the bus, how about I pay you back with this can of milk?"
Xia Che rested his chin on one hand and smiled mischievously.
"What kind of logic is it to help someone and then expect them to pay you in return?"
Jiang Yu couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes.
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