I'm just a lackey of a prestigious academy, why do they all kiss me?

Jiang Wo never expected that she would be so lucky. Despite offending her older brother, she was neither beaten up nor lost any limbs.

Although all his candy was confiscated, fruit candy is just an external thing; he can continue to buy it when he saves up some more money.

Life is precious; we only get to live once. Although he couldn't live a dramatic and exciting life like the protagonist in the story, he could still be happy in his ordinary days. After all, contentment brings happiness.

Thinking this, he slowly walked back to the classroom, only to run into Shen Chuyan, who was about to leave, at the door.

Shen Chuyan had several bruises on his body, which were left from a fight, but the most conspicuous one was the handprint on his cheek.

His skin was fair, making the red marks stand out even more.

And whether it was Jiang Wo's imagination or not, he felt that the mark seemed to be a little swollen.

This is actually a bit strange. The slap was indeed hard, but the force is mutual. Shen Chuyan suffered such serious injury, but Jiang Wo's palm did not feel much pain.

Perhaps it was because Shen Chuyan's face was too delicate, while his own hands were rough and thick-skinned, that caused this result.

Shen Chuyan is the most important character in the entire story; the author has given him all the love, and he is perfect. But now, this work of art, meticulously crafted by the Creator, has developed a very glaring flaw.

The source of the flaw was still a trivial, marginal casualty.

This must be a great humiliation for Shen Chuyan.

He didn't intend to slap her, but he was the one who caused it. And ultimately, the whole thing happened because he gave Shen Chuyan bread.

Jiang Wo felt extremely guilty. He opened his mouth, wanting to greet Shen Chuyan.

Before he could even finish speaking, Shen Chuyan had already turned away from him with extreme indifference.

He walked away in a hurry, without even glancing at Jiang Wo, as if being with her for even a second longer would make him feel nauseous.

Jiang Wo shut her mouth and turned to watch his departing figure.

It's normal for Shen Chuyan to dislike himself. He wasn't a likable person to begin with, and if you put yourself in his shoes, his actions were indeed very bad, ultimately causing serious trouble for others.

If he were Shen Chuyan, he wouldn't like dealing with someone like himself.

However, since he made a mistake, he should pay for it. He hurt Shen Chuyan, so he definitely needs to apologize to him.

Shen Chuyan's face was injured; perhaps he could bring her some healing ointment.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wo quickly ran to her desk, rummaged through the drawer for a while, and took out a small jar.

This is the ointment he often uses; he hopes it will help Shen Chuyan.

After picking up the jar, Jiang Wo jogged away from the classroom.

Shen Chuyan walked very fast, but fortunately Jiang Wo was not too slow either, and just managed to catch Shen Chuyan's figure disappearing around the corner of the corridor.

He hurriedly followed, chasing Shen Chuyan all the way from the second floor of the teaching building to the top floor of another building.

People don't come to this building often. The stairwell leading to the top floor is pitch black, with only a few rays of sunlight leaking through the slightly ajar door on the rooftop, allowing people to barely see.

It was too dark all around. Jiang Wo's eyesight was already poor, and his severe astigmatism made it very difficult for him to see in dim environments, even when he wore thick glasses.

He came with Shen Chuyan, and just a short while ago, he heard Shen Chuyan going upstairs. But when he reached the top floor, he found it extremely quiet.

Jiang Wo looked around, hoping to find Shen Chuyan.

The rooftop door was bolted with a chain, so even if there was a crack, it could not be pushed open, let alone allow an adult man to enter.

Shen Chuyan did not enter the rooftop, but he was nowhere to be seen in the corridor either.

Jiang Wo frowned, somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that he followed the wrong person? Or perhaps Shen Chuyan left from somewhere else?

Just as Jiang Wo thought she had missed her target and was about to leave with some regret, a dark figure suddenly appeared behind her.

The shadowy figure was extremely tall and moved swiftly to grab Jiang Wo by the neck. His tiger's mouth was wedged under Jiang Wo's chin, and he slammed the boy against the wall with almost no effort.

Jiang Wo bumped the back of her head against something that was somewhat soft, but more of a hard, bony structure, which seemed to be a human hand.

However, he didn't have time to figure these things out. The sudden change startled him so much that his mind went blank for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat.

The hand gripping his neck tightened slightly, forcing Jiang Wo's chin up. He saw an object glowing with a faint blue light flash past the shadowy figure. The thing disappeared so quickly that Jiang Wo didn't have time to see what it was, and even thought it might be his imagination.

The shadowy figure in front of me was mostly shrouded in darkness, with only a small portion of its profile illuminated by light filtering through the crack in the door.

Jiang Wo was so frightened that she didn't dare to blink, just staring wide-eyed at the other person.

Even after seeing a glimpse of a profile, Jiang Wo still couldn't tell who the person in front of her was.

He was filled with unease, thinking that he had once again unwittingly offended some nobleman, and for a moment he dared not ask.

After a long while, the man who was choking him finally spoke, his voice icy and suppressed. He asked, "Why are you following me?"

His tone contained a barely perceptible rage and frenzy.

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Wo recognized that the person in front of her was Shen Chuyan.

He came with the intention of apologizing, so even when someone grabbed his neck, he showed no sign of anger.

He looked at Shen Chuyan's face, carefully considered his words, and then said softly, "Your face is injured."

Shen Chuyan seemed to snort coldly, her voice as icy and distant as ever, "Who do you think caused this?"

Jiang Wo blinked, feeling apologetic, and spoke more carefully, "It was my fault, I'm sorry."

"Stay away from me," Shen Chuyan said, her voice devoid of any emotion.

Jiang Wo paused, then said in a very soft voice, "I know you hate me, but I still think I should apologize to you. You don't have to forgive me. If you're still angry, you can hit me back. I won't dodge. That should make you feel better."

Shen Chuyan did not answer. He only lowered his eyes and stared at Jiang Wo, as if scrutinizing her, or as if simply looking at the boy in front of him.

The veins on his forehead were bulging and throbbing intensely, as if something was hitting his brain, trying to break through his skull and burst out forcefully.

He still had Jiang Wo's neck gripped for a long while before speaking, "You followed me all this way, just to apologize?"

Jiang Wo subconsciously shook her head. "No, you can still hit me."

Shen Chuyan: ...

"What good would it do me to hit you?" Shen Chuyan asked.

Jiang Wo pursed her lips. "...Will it make you feel better?"

Shen Chuyan replied coldly, "No."

Jiang Wo was in a dilemma. It seemed that Shen Chuyan was really angry this time. Even if she fought back, she couldn't let him vent his anger.

"What should we do?" Jiang Wo murmured, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

But Shen Chuyan keenly noticed it, and he replied almost immediately, "You're asking me?"

Jiang Wo quickly shook her head.

After a while, he suddenly remembered that he had another purpose for this trip. He nervously fidgeted with the hem of his clothes, took a small jar out of his pocket, and cautiously asked Shen Chuyan, "Your face must hurt a lot. Do you want some medicine?"

As he spoke, he handed the small jar to Shen Chuyan.

Shen Chuyan did not answer.

Jiang Wo's hand froze in mid-air. After a moment, he awkwardly tried to pull it back.

Shen Chuyan dislikes him, and by extension, she dislikes everything about him. Therefore, she naturally wouldn't accept his ointment.

But just as Jiang Wo was about to stop, she heard Shen Chuyan's cold voice coming from above, "Are you going to let the victim apply the medicine himself?"

Jiang Wo was a little confused. After a few seconds, he reacted and asked very softly, "Can I apply the medicine for you?"

Shen Chuyan: "Whatever you say."

Jiang Wo swallowed nervously a few times, unscrewed the lid, dipped his index finger into the ointment in the jar, and brought it close to Shen Chuyan's injured cheek.

Shen Chuyan touched her tentatively, then frowned. Jiang Wo immediately froze, watching him nervously.

After waiting a while, seeing that Shen Chuyan did not stop her, she gently placed her fingertip on his cheek and carefully rubbed it onto the bright red handprint.

His fingertips were very soft, gently touching the man's skin. The soft, warm touch almost made one momentarily lose their senses.

Shen Chuyan's temple throbbed.

His eyes gradually darkened.

Jiang Wo was completely unaware, still tilting her head back and carefully applying ointment to the man's injured cheek.

A fragrant aroma wafted towards my nose.

It has a fruity aroma, but also a very rich milky scent.

Shen Chuyan's Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly. After a long pause, he spoke in a low voice, "What did you wipe for me?"

Jiang Wo paused in his wiping motion, as if suddenly remembering something. Two faint blushes appeared on the tips of his ears. He hesitated for a while, but because it would be impolite not to answer someone's question, he answered truthfully in a soft voice, even though he felt a little ashamed.

He stammered, "Baby cream."