I was born and listened to my neighbor's older sister talk about her family of origin.

Jiang Ye got a tap on the head.

He took a deep breath and held it in.

Don't argue with patients.

Class 6 of Grade 1 is on the third floor.

Jiang Ye climbed up in one breath, without even panting.

At this moment, the morning reading class was about to begin, and there were not many students left in the hallway. Everyone obediently went into the classroom.

Lin Xinghe was very cautious and even asked Jiang Ye to put her down as soon as they reached the stairwell.

Despite this, some people still saw it and peeked out the window.

Jiang Ye crouched down slightly.

Lin Xinghe touched the ground with one foot, used Jiang Ye's arm for support, and sat steadily in the wheelchair.

"Sister, you can go back now, I'm fine."

Lin Youxun nodded and handed the cane to Jiang Ye: "Jiang Ye, thank you for your help. Please take good care of her. I'll pick her up after school."

Jiang Ye: "Don't worry, your sister is my sister."

Lin Xinghe glared at her, "Who's your sister?"

After speaking, she straightened her back, raised her chin slightly, and adopted a cold and aloof demeanor, placing her right hand on the control lever of her electric wheelchair before turning directly into the classroom.

Jiang Ye followed him inside, carrying his cane.

The classroom in Class 6 was noisy, but it quieted down for a moment when Lin Xinghe entered in a wheelchair.

Several people immediately came forward to inquire about her well-being. Lin Xinghe responded politely while maneuvering her wheelchair to the middle of the classroom and stopping it next to her seat in the aisle.

She didn't go straight in, but stared intently into the corridor.

Her original chair was placed under the desk, blocking the space for the wheelchair to enter.

Jiang Ye entered through the front door and immediately saw Lin Xinghe, who was frozen in the corridor.

He quickly figured it out, walked over, bent down, grabbed the back of the wooden chair with one hand, lifted it up, and placed it against the wall at the back of the classroom, along with his crutch.

The two did not exchange a single word the entire time.

Obstacle removal.

Lin Xinghe's lips curled slightly.

I am very satisfied.

Jiang Ye really does have the potential to be a puppy.

He knew without her saying a word.

She's very well-behaved.

Lin Xinghe maneuvered his wheelchair directly into the desk and then turned off the power.

Jiang Ye returned to his seat, pulled out the chair, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy in the front row turned around, his face full of gossip and a hint of jealousy: "Hey! Jiang Ye, I think you came up here carrying Lin Xinghe on your back?"

"yes."

"She broke her leg because of me, and now I have to be her temporary mode of transportation."

"Tsk tsk tsk, they really know how to have fun."

The person in front of him clicked their tongue twice, then turned away and said nothing more.

On the other side, Lin Xinghe's deskmate, Shen Miaomiao, could no longer contain her burning gossip spirit.

She turned around, her eyes flashing with an alarming light: "Xinghe, how are you?"

"My legs are alright."

Lin Xinghe opened her textbook.

"I wasn't asking about your legs!"

Shen Miaomiao lowered her voice and winked.

"I'm asking, how did it feel to be carried upstairs by that handsome Jiang? Were you tempted?"

Lin Xinghe paused in turning the pages of the book.

The warmth of his back against her skin and the faint scent of his shower gel involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Fluttering my foot!"

Lin Xinghe turned her head, glared at her, and said in a cold, hard voice.

"He's just free labor, don't overthink it."

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her inexplicably rapid heartbeat.

Shen Miaomiao pursed her lips, clearly not believing it.

For the rest of the day, Jiang Ye was completely dominated by Lin Xinghe.

Physics class just ended.

Lin Xinghe didn't turn her head, but pointed to her water glass: "The water's gone. Go get some warm water. Not too hot, not too cold."

Jiang Ye picked up his water glass and went to the end of the corridor to get some water.

The second break between classes.

I'm a little hungry.

Lin Xinghe tapped on the table.

"Go to the convenience store and buy a bag of potato chips, tomato flavor."

Jiang Ye went downstairs to buy potato chips.

He didn't complain at all. It's just buying some things and running errands, right?

But the thought that he would have to endure this for at least another month made him feel like he was living in utter darkness.

School ends at noon.

Boarding students go to the cafeteria, while day students either go home or stay at school to eat.

Lin Xinghe couldn't squeeze into the cafeteria.

Jiang Ye took her meal card, filled a boxed lunch with two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, and carried it towards the teaching building.

As soon as I stepped into the lobby on the first floor, someone patted me hard on the shoulder from behind.

"Eno!"

Jiang Ye stopped and turned around.

He was a boy in the same class, with a buzz cut, named Luo Shaokai.

Luo Shaokai glanced at the pink lunchbox Jiang Ye was carrying, rubbed his hands together, and smiled brightly: "Brother Ye, are you bringing lunch to Lin Xinghe?"

Jiang Ye: "What's up?"

"Oh dear, I see you've been running around all morning, you must be exhausted."

Luo Shaokai leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"How about I bring your lunch up for you?"

Jiang Ye's gaze swept over Luo Shaokai's face.

Then you can tell at a glance what this guy is thinking.

Jiang Ye immediately shook his head: "No need, I'll deliver it myself."

Luo Shaokai wanted to press his advantage: "We're all classmates, we should help each other out! You go eat yours, I promise I'll bring it to her table!"

"I said, no need."

Jiang Ye refused firmly again, his gaze towards Luo Shaokai becoming somewhat somber.

What kind of temper does Lin Xinghe have?

Vigilant, sensitive, and extremely insecure.

For twelve years, she has kept a wall of ice around herself and Ji Xiaoxiao, and has never spoken to anyone else.

How much effort did Jiang Ye put in to barely squeeze into this wall?

If any random guy were to fawn over her, Lin Xinghe would definitely explode instantly.

He won't take that risk.

"If you don't want to send it, then don't. Why are you being so fierce?"

Luo Shaokai felt a little intimidated by his gaze, muttered something under his breath, and turned away in disappointment.

Jiang Ye carried the lunchbox back to the third floor.

There weren't many people in the classroom; only a few students who had finished eating early and returned to continue working on their papers were left slumped over their desks. Of course, Luo Shaokai was among them.

They were staring at them intently.

Jiang Ye ignored him and walked towards Lin Xinghe's position.

Lin Xinghe sat in her wheelchair, looking down as she drew something in her notebook.

She didn't even look up when she heard footsteps.

Jiang Ye placed the lunchbox in front of her, pulled out the chair opposite her, and sat down: "Eat up, braised pork, stir-fried vegetables, and a shredded potato dish."

Lin Xinghe put down his pen and opened the lid.

The heat rose up.

She stared at the lunchbox for three seconds, then her brows furrowed instantly.

"What is this?"

She pointed to the shredded potatoes.

Jiang Ye glanced at it: "Shredded potatoes, can't you see them?"

"There are green peppers in this!"

Lin Xinghe looked disgusted. "I don't want to eat green peppers!"

Jiang Ye leaned back in his chair and looked at her: "You didn't say you don't eat green peppers. I can't expect the cafeteria lady to pick them out for you when she cooks the food."

"I don't care."

Lin Xinghe raised her chin, pushed the lunchbox in front of Jiang Ye, and said matter-of-factly, "You pick it out for me."

Jiang Ye looked at the pile of densely packed green pepper strips mixed with potato strips in front of him, and his fist hardened.

Do you really think I'm some kind of servant girl who has to wait on our ancestors?

He was about to retort.

His gaze swept over Lin Xinghe's right leg, which was in a cast, and then moved upwards, landing on her right temple.

A faint scar was hidden there, concealed by stray hairs.

Jiang Ye took a deep breath and loosened his fist.

Alright, I'll spare her life for now, until her leg injury heals.

He didn't say anything, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket to wipe his hands, and picked up a pair of clean disposable chopsticks.

Lean forward and pull the lunchbox closer.

Jiang Ye lowered his head, focused, and began picking out green peppers from the shredded potatoes.

One, two.

His movements were skillful and meticulous, without any perfunctory work; he didn't even let a tiny speck of dust, no bigger than a fingernail, go unnoticed.

The afternoon sunlight streamed obliquely through the window into the classroom, landing on Jiang Ye's shoulders and outlining his silhouette with exceptional clarity.

Lin Xinghe placed her hands on her lap and watched quietly.

She only intended to make things difficult for Jiang Ye.

Because it's just so much fun to make things difficult for this guy.

She was so happy all morning that she didn't want to leave.

But now, seeing him silently picking out vegetables for himself, the pricking feeling in her heart suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there is an indescribable sense of security.

Looking at Jiang Ye's serious expression, Lin Xinghe's lips unconsciously curled up slightly.

"I've finished choosing."

Jiang Ye pushed the lid of the lunchbox, which was full of green peppers, aside and pushed the lunchbox back to her.

"Eat up, young lady."

Lin Xinghe quickly suppressed her smile and put on a stern face: "You're smart to know what's good for you."

She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat slowly and deliberately.