The female protagonist's character was completely ruined after transmigrating into a book and b

She had completely forgotten that those little bastards had poured Coke into her schoolbag.

If I were to experience stress on the very first day, how would I explain it to my mother?

Wait a minute, it seems I don't need to give her any explanation.

Do you even understand what it means to receive both thunder and rain as a blessing from heaven?

"I'm fine."

Wen Yao shook her head, then secretly glanced at Qin Yizhu. After a moment of surprise, she lowered her head again.

As if to prove she wasn't lying, she picked up the Coke in front of her, tilted her head back, and took a big gulp.

Qin Yizhu sighed.

Wen Yao's cautiousness is not entirely due to her current situation of being dependent on others.

She was probably like this at school too.

Qin Yizhu couldn't understand why such a timid girl would be bullied.

Is it bullying driven by interest?

He clicked his tongue.

"Come on, I'll take you to your room."

Qin Yizhu didn't say anything, but pulled Wen Yao's suitcase inside, the wheels making a loud noise on the floor.

Wen Yao followed behind him, secretly glancing up at his back.

Is it him?

Very similar.

Wen Yao was unsure, but she didn't dare to ask.

"It was cleaned yesterday, and the blankets and sheets were aired out."

Qin Yizhu pushed open the door, dragged the suitcase to the bedside, and then looked at Wen Yao.

The little girl kept her head down most of the time, as if she was afraid to look at herself.

He didn't know what to say.

"Since it's a guest room, there wasn't a wardrobe, but I brought over some clothes hangers. You can make do with them."

Qin Yizhu spoke as he walked out.

"Thanks."

As he was leaving, he heard the girl's voice behind him.

Qin Yizhu didn't say anything, but simply raised his hand and waved it twice.

I don't know if it means it's okay or if it means they know.

When she came out, Qin Yizhu closed the door for her.

Tu Rou also knew very little about Wen Yao.

I think I attended middle school in a town on their side.

After the middle school entrance examination reform, the admission score for No. 2 Middle School became frighteningly high.

Each year, the number of students admitted from suburban towns and villages is likely to be no more than twenty.

Looking at it this way, Wen Yao is practically an unknown rogue cultivator in the Three Thousand Provinces Genius Battle.

Isn't this a typical protagonist's script?

"Aren't these students supposed to be the teachers' lifeline? Do they also get bullied?"

Qin Yizhu muttered to himself.

……

Wen Yao slowly put down her suitcase, then unzipped it and took out her belongings one by one.

Actually, there wasn't much stuff; it was just some exercise books, a few sets of clothes, bedding, and household items.

She moved very quietly, as if afraid of making any noise.

At the very bottom of the suitcase was a thick sketchbook.

She took it in her hand, glanced at it twice, then closed it again, and finally put it on the table along with the other books.

After tidying up everything, Wen Yao sat on the ground, lost in thought.

She met Tu Rou twice.

The first time was at the hospital, and the second time was at my mother's funeral.

No, it wasn't even a funeral. It was just that a few people I didn't know appeared in my house, took my mother to the crematorium, and then went from the crematorium to the cemetery.

Tu Rou and her husband were present throughout the entire process.

At the crematorium, Wen Yao saw her lying on that man's body, crying.

After their first meeting, Wen Yao's mother introduced Tu Rou to her in this way.

This was my best friend from before.

Although the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, she still considered Tu Rou her best friend.

If she encounters difficulties in the future, the other party should be able to help her.

At that time, Wen Yao did not know what her mother, who was nearing the end of her life, meant by her words.

Until yesterday, her grandmother received a call from Tu Rou and then relayed the conversation to her.

She could stay at the other party's house, the only problem was that she had a son who might not come home from time to time.

Wen Yao hesitated.

She feared this was some kind of opportunistic scheme, but couldn't find a better way.

Do you live on campus?

That unpleasant memory made her afraid to interact with other women.

Renting a place outside is even more impractical.

What can we do?

But then she thought of the scene where Tu Rou cried that day.

A person who can shed tears for their mother must be a good person, right?

Her son must be a good person too, right?

With trepidation, Wen Yao agreed.

Sitting on the bed, she took a deep breath and pushed open the door to go out.

"All ready? Let's go out to eat."

Qin Yizhu looked up at her; she was still wearing that loose school uniform.

"No need to trouble yourself."

Wen Yao, who had already mentally prepared herself, instinctively refused again after hearing Qin Yizhu say he wanted to take her out to eat.

"what?"

Qin Yizhu looked puzzled.

What does she mean?

Do you want to do it yourself?

There's no food at home.

"What's the trouble? I'm going to eat too."

"Uh, well, I mean, I'll treat you."

Wen Yao felt she was being too nervous.

"Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

Qin Yizhu glanced at her.

It feels a bit strange to go out to eat in my school uniform on the weekend.

"No, no need."

Wen Yao said softly.

"Let's go."

Seeing that the other party did not want to change clothes, Qin Yizhu did not say anything more and got up to put on her shoes.

Wen Yao followed behind him, watching his back, lost in thought.

"Well, I won't stay for free."

After the two entered the elevator, Wen Yao whispered to Qin Yizhu.

"Wait a moment."

Qin Yizhu looked at her.

"You'd better not have any inappropriate thoughts, or my mom will break my legs."

The scariest kind of girl is the one who is usually quiet and seems broken.

I don't know what's going on in their minds. If someone treats them well, they'll give themselves to them.

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment, then realized the meaning behind Qin Yizhu's words, and her face inevitably turned red.

"I mean, I can help with housework and cleaning."

"Wow, there's even a fairy godmother!"

Qin Yizhu smiled.

Wen Yao didn't understand why Qin Yizhu was laughing.

It wasn't that funny, was it?

"Just stay here and relax. The only room that needs cleaning is yours. You're a student, not a housekeeper, so what's there to clean?"

Qin Yizhu found it amusing.

"but……"

"No buts, you just do as I say, okay?"

Although that's what he said, Qin Yizhu's tone left no room for negotiation.

"All right……"

"It's a deal."

"it is good."

Qin Yizhu walked ahead, with Wen Yao following half a body length behind him.

You can hear him humming a little tune.

Wen Yao didn't know what Qin Yizhu was humming, but she thought it sounded nice.

On a weekend evening in late summer or early autumn, a male and female high school student walked one after the other on the street, passing by different restaurants.

Cars sped past on the road, and Wen Yao listened to the roar of their engines and the honking of their horns.

She followed behind Qin Yizhu and finally stopped in front of a snail rice noodle shop.

"This is really authentic, can you eat here?"

Wen Yao looked up at the plaque and then nodded.

"Add two dried tofu pieces and two fried eggs."

They easily placed the order and paid, then took the receipt and had Wen Yao take the extra dried bean curd and fried eggs they had ordered.

"How much?"

After the two sat down at the small table, Wen Yao asked Qin Yizhu in a low voice.

"I didn't see it."

"Then take a look, I'll transfer it to you."

"No need to transfer it anymore, just invite it back next time."

That's how he and Wang Gaofeng are; they don't keep strict accounts. It's just a matter of you treating me once, and me treating you once.

Too lazy to calculate.

"You said it was my treat."

Wen Yao still wanted to try.

She felt a little guilty for staying at someone else's place and eating their food.

After all, she knew that no one would be kind to someone for no reason.

There are exceptions to everything.

For example, Qin Yizhu has a bit of a knight-errant mentality.

"Who did you talk to? I didn't agree."

Qin Yizhu had a roguish look on his face.

Wen Yao blinked.

Is this even possible?