You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

The moment Jiang Che's hand touched her arm, Su Qinghe shuddered.

But at least this time she didn't scream or wave her hand to push him away, which was much better than the initial situation.

Su Qinghe sensed that he meant no harm, and her tense body relaxed slightly.

She bit her lower lip, somewhat embarrassed, and gently pulled her hand away from Jiang Che's, groping along the wall to try and stand up.

"I...I can do it myself."

Su Qinghe said very softly, her voice as gentle as a kitten's.

Jiang Che didn't believe her, so he frowned and stood aside, staring at her, ready to help her up at any moment.

Su Qinghe had a high fever that hadn't subsided and had been hungry for who knows how long, so she had absolutely no strength left.

As soon as he exerted force, his legs went weak, and he fell forward.

"Su Qinghe!"

Fortunately, Jiang Che had prepared in advance and quickly pulled her back, holding her in his arms.

The girl's soft body bumped into his chest, and the boy's chest provided good cushioning, preventing her from getting hurt.

A pleasant fragrance wafted into Su Qinghe's nose. She gently clutched the hem of her clothes, and a flicker of emotion crossed her eyes.

Jiang Che helped Su Qinghe to her feet, then looked her over after creating some distance between them. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she wasn't injured. "Alright, don't push yourself. In your current state, you'd be blown over by the wind."

He helped Su Qinghe walk step by step towards the bathroom. "Let me help you there. Can you wash yourself?"

Su Qinghe's face instantly turned bright red, whether from the heat or from embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

She nodded haphazardly and whispered, "Okay."

Jiang Che led her to the bathroom door and didn't go any further in. "Everything inside is new. Be careful. Call me if anything happens."

After saying that, he closed the door, but after thinking about it, he was still not at ease, so he opened the door again.

Su Qinghe was startled. "Wha...what's wrong?"

"Let me get you the towels and everything."

Jiang Che walked to the cabinet, reached inside and took out a new towel, as well as shower gel, shampoo and other items, all brand new and unopened.

Since he hadn't lived in this place much, most of the things in the house were brand new and unopened.

After putting everything in the bathroom, Jiang Che helped Su Qinghe familiarize herself with the water heater and shower before leaving the bathroom again.

Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom.

Jiang Che didn't know what to do for a moment, so he simply sat on a chair in the restaurant not far from the restroom and waited for her to come out.

After staring blankly for a while, he realized that Su Qinghe didn't seem to have any clothes to change into.

We can't let her wear that tattered outfit picked up from the garbage dump anymore, can we?

Jiang Che hissed, then turned and walked into his bedroom, opening the wardrobe.

Rows and rows of men's clothes, all black or white, nothing girls could wear.

He rummaged around for a while and finally pulled out a white shirt with the tags still on.

This is long enough; it should be long enough to be worn as a dress.

Jiang Che took the shirt back to the bathroom door and knocked.

"Su Qinghe, I've left your clothes by the door. Take them when you're done washing."

There was no movement inside.

Jiang Che knocked again. "Did you hear me?"

A few seconds later, a soft "hmm" came from inside.

……

Jiang Che returned to the living room and sat on the sofa to wait.

As time ticked by, he grew increasingly anxious. With Su Qinghe still not appearing, he even started to have wild thoughts.

Could this little girl have fainted inside?

Just as Jiang Che was about to get up to check, the bathroom door clicked open from the inside.

A wave of hot, humid steam rose out.

Su Qinghe held onto the door frame and cautiously leaned half her body out.

Jiang Che's gaze fell squarely on her.

The girl washed her face clean. Although it was still frighteningly pale, it was not as red as it had been at the beginning, which meant that her fever symptoms should have eased somewhat.

Her exquisite and beautiful face was now in a state of white with a pinkish hue, and her wet black hair clung to her cheeks and neck, with water droplets dripping down from the ends of her hair.

She was wearing his oversized white shirt, the hem of which reached below her knees, and her legs were slender and straight.

The shirt sleeves were too long, completely covering her hands, and she could only grip the cuffs with difficulty.

Because she was thin, the wide neckline slipped down a little, revealing a small patch of her delicate collarbone.

She stood there quietly, staring blankly ahead, exuding an extreme sense of desolation.

Su Qinghe was unaware that Jiang Che was staring intently at her.

Jiang Che was the first to come to his senses. He cleared his throat, stood up, and walked over. "Finished washing?"

Su Qinghe was startled by his voice, shrank back slightly, and nodded.

Jiang Che walked over and tried to help her sit on the sofa, but when he looked down, he found that the girl's fair and tender little feet were bare and touching the floor.

Although the floor was heated, the girl seemed very sensitive to the cold, and her toes still curled up involuntarily.

Jiang Che coughed a little embarrassedly and quickly went to get a pair of clean slippers for Su Qinghe to put on.

After helping her to sit down on the sofa, he went to the kitchen and poured her a glass of warm water.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Jiang Che sat on the single sofa opposite her and asked directly.

He wasn't exactly a stranger to Su Qinghe, but their relationship wasn't particularly close either.

I first met Su Qinghe at the opening ceremony of my first year of high school.

Su Qinghe plays the piano, and he plays the violin next to her.

In addition, there were some students who were responsible for other instruments. Together they formed a band and prepared this program for the opening ceremony.

Although he and Su Qinghe were in the same band, they didn't actually have much interaction at this time; they just greeted each other every day when they met.

I really got to know Su Qinghe during the first semester of my second year of high school.

Jiang Che remembered that it was the sports meet in the first semester of his second year of high school, and each class needed to prepare a program for the opening ceremony.

He himself is quite fond of traditional Chinese culture, so he thought of putting on a Hanfu fashion show.

As luck would have it, he bumped into Su Qinghe that very afternoon at a Hanfu shop in the city.

When the two met, they greeted each other and chatted. They learned that they both loved Hanfu, and soon they started talking.

Later, when he had free time, Jiang Che would sometimes ask Su Qinghe to go to the cafeteria for a meal together, and the two of them could be considered half friends.

However, because Jiang Che spent most of his time pursuing Lin Wanwan, he gradually stopped talking to Su Qinghe as much, for fear of leaving a bad impression on Lin Wanwan.

The next time Jiang Che heard news about Su Qinghe was that she hadn't come to school one day, and he found her in the alley today.

Thinking of this, Jiang Che slowly pulled himself out of his memories and turned his gaze back to the girl's fair and tender face.