After the rain cleared, Ji Xiaoxiao finished writing the story, and her depressed mood improved considerably.
Ji Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, looking at Feng Huan with disdain as she curled her lips.
Feng Huan frowned slightly, her expression a mixture of doubt and fear.
"He Nianzhi has changed."
Feng Huan knew the original owner's personality perfectly well. Today, Ji Xiaoxiao showed no mercy and humiliated him, so Feng Huan guessed that Ji Xiaoxiao was heartbroken over him and had turned her love into hatred.
"Love turned into hate? Heh... It's good that you still hate me."
The scenery was serene and serene, as if winter had passed and spring had arrived, with all kinds of flowers blooming in abundance, a sight to behold.
"Xiao Nian, are you blaming me?" Feng Huan asked, feigning sorrow.
Ji Xiaoxiao scanned Feng Huan up and down and said, "It's not my fault."
“Xiao Nian, you don’t have to go against your true feelings. I know I hurt you, but I really don’t love you. Forcing us to be together won’t end well. I appreciate your help, so I have to cut my losses quickly.”
They broke up with me for my own good, and they had to hurt me for my own good. Every word Feng Huan said was for Ji Xiaoxiao. If the original owner of this body were still alive, she would definitely be infatuated with him again.
Ji Xiaoxiao wasn't the original owner of this body; how could she possibly give up the vibrant beauty and boundless spring scenery for Feng Huan's petty desires? Feng Huan's ambition to seduce the emperor and corrupt the court—without hundreds or thousands of years of cultivation, he couldn't even dream of it.
"After breaking up with you, I miss you day and night."
Ji Xiaoxiao cupped her hands in her heart shape, and Feng Huan smiled enigmatically.
"As expected, she still can't live without me," Feng Huan thought smugly.
Feng Huan was still young and didn't know how to hide his true emotions. Ji Xiaoxiao glanced at Feng Huan's eyes without making a sound. His smugness, disdain, arrogance, and the pride of someone who thought he could rule the world were all clearly visible on his face. It was hard for Ji Xiaoxiao to ignore him.
"I think about you day and night. I think about how poor your family is, how you're a freeloader, and how you have no skills. I can't help but tear up again and again. Breaking up with you is definitely the best decision I've ever made in my life." Ji Xiaoxiao was so excited that she couldn't control herself.
Feng Huan's smile froze on his face; he looked silly and clueless.
Ji Xiaoxiao turned her head away in disgust. "You guys should drag him away right now. I really can't stand him. Hey, you... uh, right, you, the gigolo, remember to take a detour when you see me in the future. If you can't take a detour, at least keep three meters away from me."
One blow after another came crashing down, and Feng Huan was too stunned to react.
"Hey, you gigolo, did you hear me?"
Ji Xiaoxiao bent down, picked up a small stone, and threw it at Feng Huan.
"This is an insult, an absolute insult!" Feng Huan's lackeys were all eager to teach Ji Xiaoxiao a lesson.
Ji Xiaoxiao ignored this. If one pebble couldn't wake Feng Huan, then two, three, four... All the pebbles were at Feng Huan's feet. Ji Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked around, then spotted something good. She walked over, picked it up, and weighed it in her hand. This pebble was heavy enough; it should be sufficient.
Seeing this, Feng Huan's lackeys grabbed Feng Huan and shook him vigorously.
Feng Huan was forced to confront the cruelty of life.
"Sigh." Ji Xiaoxiao sighed. It's a pity that such a good thing is now useless.
Feng Huan had just woken up and was confused. When he saw the brick in Ji Xiaoxiao's hand, he thought that Ji Xiaoxiao was preparing to kill and dismember him, and he was immediately filled with panic.
"Xiao Nian, don't be impulsive. Let's talk this out." Feng Huan took a step back.
Ji Xiaoxiao threw the brick aside, spat, and headed towards the canteen.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Upon arriving at the canteen, Ji Xiao took a few bites, but feeling bloated, she put down her chopsticks.
Back in the dormitory, ignoring Lin Shaoqi and the others' angry glares, Ji Xiaoxiao took a quick shower and transformed into a model student, arriving at the classroom early to study.
Studying is a time-consuming activity. Ji Xiaoxiao looked up and saw the clock on the blackboard pointing to the number "7".
"It's time to start reading later."
Ji Xiaoxiao spent seven days at school peacefully, reading and learning.
Seven days a week, the original owner's school had a rule that there were no classes on Saturday evenings and Sunday afternoons. Today happened to be Saturday, and after a long morning and afternoon, Ji Xiaoxiao left the school and went to the food street behind the school.
The streets were bustling with people, and the roadsides were occupied by various vendors. Some sold rice noodle rolls, some sold fruit, and some sold reference books. In short, the shops were lined up one after another.
Ji Xiaoxiao specifically chose a restaurant that was always packed with customers and patiently waited in line. About fifteen minutes later, Ji Xiaoxiao brought her food and sat in a quiet corner, wolfing down her food.
"Delicious, delicious."
The food outside is neither nutritious nor hygienic, but it tastes way better than the school food—no, two streets better.
After finishing her snack, Ji Xiaoxiao took a tissue to wipe her mouth and sat there lazily without moving.
"Mmm, I'm stuffed."
The restaurant served unlimited portions of rice, and Ji Xiaoxiao finished three large bowls in one go.
Why not take advantage of freebies?
Exhaling a breath of stale air, Ji Xiaoxiao wandered aimlessly through the snack street. Whenever she saw a snack she had long admired, she would stop and ask for this or that.
After only a few minutes outside, Ji Xiaoxiao realized she couldn't carry it all and had to slink back to school.
get out of class ended at 5:00 PM, and I got back around 6:30 PM.
Oh dear, I only spent an hour and a half shopping, and I already lost a lot of money.
After washing away the dust and smell of cooking oil, Ji Xiaoxiao, now clean and refreshed, sat in the classroom studying.
Seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock, it's time for a late-night snack.
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