Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

The morning breeze blows outside the window.

Pan Shuqi's long, loose hair fell onto the desk.

Her lazy eyes were slightly upturned, her gaze rippling like water as she looked at the person in front of her.

Chen Jianji also looked at her, his gaze pausing almost imperceptibly before he quickly smiled and said.

"That works too."

Upon hearing this...

Pan Shuqi rolled her eyes at him, then lazily got up.

Her physical development seemed to mirror her personality, appearing more mature than her peers.

The movement attracted the attention of many students in the class.

Regardless of men and women.

"Stick your foot out."

After Pan Shuqi stood up, she suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

Chen Jianji looked at her, somewhat puzzled.

"What do you want to do?"

Pan Shuqi said with a smile.

"I'm going to make sure you've steadied all those stumbles you've made over the years."

"Fine, since you're leaving, left foot or right foot?"

"I need your injured foot... not this one, but your left foot. Don't try to fool me."

"No way, you're so cruel?"

Chen Jianji slowly extended his left foot, his eyelids twitching.

"Go easy on me, I'm not fully healed yet."

"It's only you; if it were someone else, they wouldn't dare to step on me."

Pan Shuqi had her hands behind her back, with her left hand holding her right arm.

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes smiling.

"You're still as talkative as ever."

"So, am I going to step on it?"

As she spoke, she slightly lifted her foot, which was wearing white shoes.

Chen Jianji's lips twitched as he looked at her posture.

Let's leave the good foot alone.

Did you really think he would just leave his injured foot lying there to be stepped on?

In Class 3 of Senior Three, no one has ever managed to step on his foot right under his nose.

Even if the Heavenly King himself came, it wouldn't work.

He said it!

Chen Jianji looked down at Pan Shuqi's feet, which were suspended high and then slowly descended.

Finally, it's about to fall.

In the instant before she could suddenly kick hard, Chen Jianji tried to pull his left foot back.

Available in the next second.

The tip of the other person's shoe gently landed on the instep of his foot.

Then the entire pair of white shoes drooped down, gently resting on the top of his feet.

Pan Shuqi slowly leaned forward.

It felt like standing on his feet.

It's not heavy, just a slight feeling of being pressed.

at the same time.

A few strands of hair suddenly brushed against her face.

Chen Jianji slightly raised his eyes.

It was unclear when it happened.

Pan Shuqi leaned close to his ear, her foot gently pressing down, her lips slightly parted as she whispered.

"Step on it, so it will help you... get better faster."

After he finished speaking...

The white shoes that were standing on her feet were gradually pulled back.

Pan Shuqi also straightened up again.

Chen Jianji looked up at her and smiled after a while.

"I'm not dodging this time, you're really going to step on me."

Pan Shuqi rolled her eyes at him.

"I've already stepped on it, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to find the class monitor."

After saying that, she turned and left without looking back.

Chen Jianji just watched her, walked to Lin Qingxue's side, his brows furrowing but then relaxing.

In his view.

Lin Qingxue might not be willing to go.

She never liked these invitations, finding them a waste of time.

But... what if?

Chen Jianji's eyes narrowed slightly, wanting to see if she would agree.

Just then.

Zhang Xinyi had already jogged back to her seat in the classroom through the back door.

She put her ID card and other documents back into the bag in the drawer.

"Not done yet, don't delay, there are still five minutes before morning reading."

She muttered to herself, but noticed that the person beside her, who was usually so talkative, didn't react at all.

Zhang Xinyi followed his gaze.

All I could see was the end of my line of sight.

It's Pan Shuqi and Lin Qingxue.

"Hey, why are you peeking at people?"

Her voice was undisguised, filled with deep doubt.

Chen Jianji abruptly turned his gaze away, gritting his teeth as he said, "Keep your voice down, you bastard."

"You swore at me?!"

"Are you asking for a beating?"

"No, you misheard..."

......

The front row of the classroom.

Lin Qingxue sat in her seat, silently looking at the vocabulary list in her hand.

His eyes were vacant, and his pupils seemed unfocused.

As footsteps sounded.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she lowered her head even further.

Until I was patted on the shoulder.

"The class monitor?"

Lin Qingxue didn't look up, but simply asked.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you free on Saturday? I'd like to invite you and a few friends from your class to lunch."

"Sorry, I don't have time."

"It won't take long, just lunch, consider it a classmate reunion."

Pan Shuqi spoke without waiting for Lin Qingxue's reply.

She reached out and placed what she was holding in her palm into the pages of the book on the table.

"Is this yours?"

Lin Qingxue's body stiffened instantly.

Almost instinctively, she put the notebook down and covered the thing.

Then he suddenly looked up.

Then I met Pan Shuqi's face, which had a half-smile.

"So even our usually cold and aloof class monitor gets nervous?"

Lin Qingxue then realized her lapse in composure.

Fortunately, there was no one around her at that moment.

So she didn't lift the book covering the object from her hand again.

Lin Qingxue's expression was tense, her face showing the embarrassment of being exposed, but her eyes also held an undisguised doubt.

Pan Shuqi noticed her emotions and explained slowly.

"On the day of the room check, the bag he took down was torn, and this thing fell in the hallway, which I picked up."

"You watch as your carefully stored possessions are thrown away, and are guarded until they are destroyed, and you can't even step in."

"This doesn't feel good, does it?"

As she spoke, she gently bent down.

"Squad leader, how many things are you keeping from him?"

"Like just now, were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

Lin Qingxue gave her a deep look, then looked away, her eyes lowered.

"It's none of your business."

Pan Shuqi stood up and nodded slightly, not dwelling on the matter, and simply said...

"Okay, I'll send you the address on Saturday noon."

"See you there."

As she left.

The students who hadn't arrived yet gradually began to come to the classroom.

Ring ring...

The school bell rang.

"I'm not arguing with you anymore, I'm going to lead the reading!"

A crisp sound came from behind.

The sound of footsteps grew louder as they approached.

Lin Qingxue didn't look up, but she saw it out of the corner of her eye.

Her ponytail swayed gently with her movements.

Lin Qingxue lowered her eyes and slowly picked up the book in her hand.

Hidden under the book was a hair tie.

One of them has faded somewhat and gradually lost its elasticity...

Light purple hair tie.

......