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

A month is neither a long nor a short time.

After a month, Lin Xinghe's leg finally healed.

In the second monthly exam, her grades improved significantly, and she successfully caught up with the top students.

She wasn't stupid to begin with; otherwise, she wouldn't have been admitted to medical school ahead of her class in her previous life.

Perhaps it's just a lack of learning environment and determination.

It was Monday, and the bell rang for the last class.

The students in the top class started packing up their things.

Lin Xinghe stood up, took two steady steps without using a cane, and bent down to put the book into her bag.

The leg brace was removed last week, and now there's only a small piece of skin-colored sports tape on her leg.

Jiang Ye leaned back in his chair, watched her walk, and nodded.

The gait is normal, and the knee flexion angle is also fine.

"Alright, from today onwards, you are officially out of my after-sales service scope."

Jiang Ye stretched, his tone as if he had just been relieved of a heavy burden.

Lin Xinghe glanced at him sideways: "What after-sales service? You talk as if I'm an appliance."

"More or less."

Jiang Ye packed up his pencil case.

"It consumes a lot of electricity; the cost of snacks alone is enough for me to eat at the cafeteria for three days."

Lin Xinghe snorted, zipped up her backpack, and turned to leave.

He took two steps, then stopped and said something without turning his head.

"Tomato-flavored potato chips, remember to bring me some next week."

Jiang Ye paused in his movements.

"Now that your leg is better, can't you buy it yourself?"

"I'm lazy."

Two words, spoken with conviction and conviction.

Jiang Ye watched her walk out of the classroom, and his lips twitched.

It seems that this month of pampering has spoiled her.

However, in these thirty days, his understanding of Lin Xinghe has indeed increased several times over.

She doesn't eat green peppers, cilantro, or anything that tastes like celery.

I only drink warm water; if it's too hot, I'll frown, and if it's too cold, I'll push the cup back.

I like tomato-flavored potato chips, but I hate anything with wasabi flavor.

I enjoy watching anime, and my phone wallpaper is Anya from "Spy Kids".

My favorite celebrity is Ryuichi Sakamoto, not some popular young idol.

This surprised Jiang Ye quite a bit.

She changed the little charm on the side of her backpack twice, from a white rabbit to a blue whale.

She unconsciously bites the pen cap when doing math problems, and taps the table with her fingers when doing physics problems.

When stumped, he frowns; when he figures it out, he taps the table with the pen, a very light rhythm, like tapping a beat.

In a month, he learned a lot about her that went far beyond what ordinary people could do.

Jiang Ye thought it was time to prepare and complete the system task.

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It was Thursday evening.

Jiang Ye was late because something came up, and there were hardly any dishes left in the cafeteria, and there were very few people around.

After getting his food, he took his tray and sat down alone in an empty corner on the second floor.

The leftover dishes in the cafeteria looked terrible. The sweet and sour pork ribs were reduced to bones, and the tomatoes in the scrambled eggs with tomatoes seemed to have just signed in and left.

These days, tomatoes are more expensive than eggs.

He had just picked up a mouthful of rice when he caught sight of two familiar figures out of the corner of his eye.

Lin Youxun, carrying a tray, was looking around in the crowd looking for a seat.

Half a step behind her, Lin Xinghe was carrying a bottle of yogurt in one hand and a bag of tomato-flavored potato chips in the other. Her gait was casual, and there was no trace of injury on her legs.

What a coincidence, they're eating this late too?

Jiang Ye raised his hand and beckoned.

When Lin Youxun saw him, her eyes crinkled into a smile, and she led Lin Xinghe over.

"What a coincidence."

Lin Youxun sat down opposite him and placed her plate down.

"That's quite a coincidence."

Jiang Ye glanced at the potato chips in Lin Xinghe's hand. "This young lady actually bought her own snacks today? That's quite an improvement."

Lin Xinghe slammed the potato chips on the table, sat down next to Lin Youxun, and raised her chin: "I have my own hands and feet, I don't need you in the first place."

"Okay, okay, okay."

As the three of them were eating, Lin Youxun brought up something.

"By the way, Xinghe's leg is completely healed. My parents said they're having a family dinner at home this Saturday night to celebrate."

Lin Xinghe tore open the bag of potato chips and popped a chip into her mouth: "Sis, why are you telling him this?"

Lin Youxun paused her chopsticks, lowered her eyelashes, and did not answer.

Jiang Ye put down his chopsticks, crossed his hands and rested them on his chin, looked at Lin Youxun, and then at Lin Xinghe.

Suddenly she asked, "Can I go?"