She always wears very little clothing.
Ying Qian soon fell asleep on Chen Wenzhi's shoulder due to exhaustion.
The IV drip will take about an hour, and the test paper is to be done during the second evening self-study session.
There's plenty of time; there's even an evening study session in between.
Ying Qian only realized she hadn't eaten dinner when her stomach started growling. Her head bounced off Chen Wenzhi's shoulder.
Chen Wenzhi finally had a chance to stretch his muscles and bones.
Are you hungry?
"Mmm." Still half asleep, she raised her hand and patted Chen Wenzhi's stomach.
Chen Wenzhi smiled and said nothing, indulging her childish transgressions.
"Can I poke it?" she asked.
Does being sick really cause a decrease in intelligence?
Ying Qian's mind was a complete mess, and she was so dizzy that she couldn't lift her head.
Not long after, Chen Wenzhi went out, saying he was going to get her something to eat.
In a short while.
Ying Qian looked at the mille-feuille in Chen Wenzhi's hand and swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva.
"Where did you get it from?"
"I took the food from where I was in my senior year of high school."
As for why Shen Chang himself didn't come to visit, he explained, "I haven't figured out how to face it yet. I can hardly tell Xi Yin and Ying Qian apart anymore."
As time goes by, memories fade away.
He could barely remember the voice, but he was more likely to find similarities in another completely different girl.
This is utterly shameful.
Chen Wenzhi didn't intend for her to hold the food herself; if she moved around too much and her right hand started to heal, it would be disastrous.
It was already dark when the IV drip was finished; it gets dark early in winter.
Ying Qian was still wrapped in Chen Wenzhi's clothes. "You go back to class first! I'll go back by myself!"
In the square in front of the building, she hesitated for a moment, then took off her clothes and returned them to Chen Wenzhi.
With his clothes hanging on his arm, he sniffed. He smelled more of his own mint scent, but he could also detect a faint floral fragrance on Ying Qian. He didn't understand why Ying Qian didn't smell of mint anymore.
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