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

In the classroom of Senior Three (3) Class.

The clock on the wall ticked slowly.

Zhang Xinyi kept tapping her fingers on the exercise book.

He would occasionally look up at the doorway.

Her expression was displeased.

Why hasn't that bastard come back yet?

And then there's the class monitor, Lin Qingxue.

Zhang Xinyi's gaze shifted to the table next to the podium.

There were also several books and workbooks neatly placed there.

But the person sitting there got up and left, and never came back.

She was not in the classroom.

The students in the class seemed to have lost their discipline, and murmurs rose and fell all around them.

"Hey, get out of class is almost over, why isn't Brother Ji back yet? Where's the class monitor? I wonder where he went."

"I bet the class monitor went to catch Brother Ji. Isn't that what they always do?"

"No way, they had a pretty bad argument today, they even broke up in public."

"Sigh, even the class monitor can make someone as good-natured as Brother Ji angry."

"Yeah, I usually see that although the class monitor seems to dislike Brother Ji, he doesn't seem to find Brother Ji troublesome."

"Yes, although she always gives Brother Ji a cold shoulder for some of his crazy actions, she never gets angry."

"If I didn't know she had a childhood sweetheart, I would have thought she was dating Brother Kei. It's really strange, no wonder Brother Kei misunderstood."

"Sigh, people with high IQs always have weird personalities. They're good-looking and ranked first in their grade, but they can't have it all, can they?"

"Huh? Now that you mention it, it seems like the new classmate is the same—pretty, top of the grade, could she also have some kind of personality flaw?"

...

The hushed discussions seemed to fall silent abruptly.

Zhang Xinyi's expression tightened, and she quickly lowered her head.

Her face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead from nervousness.

She... does have a defect.

At the tender age of senior year in high school, she was diagnosed with depression.

When she received the diagnosis report, even she felt a little dazed and uneasy.

At this moment, the gazes around her, both overt and covert, felt like knives, making her almost unable to sit still.

The buzzing of voices could be heard again.

Zhang Xinyi could no longer hear clearly, but she could still sense that they were talking about her.

She wanted to get up and scold them, but then subconsciously lowered her head and remained silent.

No... She can't repeat the same mistake and let everyone ostracize her again.

Finally, she arrived in an environment where someone was willing to chat with her.

...

Just as Zhang Xinyi was feeling uneasy.

suddenly.

A series of knocks came from the doorway.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The surrounding chatter fell silent.

Then a lazy, nonchalant voice echoed throughout the classroom.

"Hey you guys, what are you yelling about before self-study is even over?"

The familiar voice and tone.

This startled Zhang Xinyi, who had been feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Before the deathly paleness on his face had faded, he suddenly raised his head.

Until I saw a familiar figure leaning against the doorway, a smile playing on his lips.

Zhang Xinyi seemed to have lost all her strength; the breath she had been holding in suddenly relaxed.

My eyes inexplicably reddened.

She quickly lowered her head again.

Chen Jianji, who was standing at the door, also heard the discussions.

The arrival of a new classmate naturally sparked discussion among the students.

I would sometimes want to know about her, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

However, Chen Jianji has researched the inner sensitivity and anxiety of people with depression.

As soon as he reached the door, he stared intently at Zhang Xinyi.

really.

The moment the other person looked up.

Chen Jianji noticed her slightly reddened eyes.

He looked away, glanced around at the students in the class, and gave a slight smirk.

"You guys, while I was away, you were gossiping about my new deskmate behind his back?"

As he spoke, he walked into the classroom and glared at Wang Jiaqi and the other class committee members.

"The class monitor isn't here, so you guys aren't concerned about discipline?!"

Wang Jiaqi sensed his implication and explained in a low voice, "We just stopped them with gestures, and everyone stopped talking about other things afterwards."

Pan Shuqi, who was standing next to Chen Jianji, also rolled her eyes at him.

"Even though you exposed my secrets, I'm a generous person and won't hold it against you."

Chen Jianji then took his hand out from behind his back.

It's a bag of snacks.

He placed the snacks on the table.

He pointed to a few classmates whose voices he had heard before he even reached the door.

"You guys, there's nothing to eat? Everyone else, come and get whatever you want to eat."

The student who was pointed at immediately looked miserable.

"No, Brother Ji, I know I was wrong!! It's just one pack!"

"Me too, I apologize, I'll change, okay?!"

...

Chen Jianji glanced at the group of people and pursed his lips.

"You said the same thing last time, that you're too talkative and too greedy."

"Alright, just one pack."

"Wow, long live Brother Ji!"

...

The classroom instantly erupted into chaos as everyone rushed forward, scrambling for snacks.

Chen Jianji smiled and glanced at Zhang Xinyi's figure in the corner.

The other party remained motionless.

Chen Jianji wasn't in a hurry. He took out a small bag containing several bottles of drinks from the large bag.

"Hey, you promised milk tea, can we use this instead for now?"

Wang Jiaqi's eyes lit up, and she took a bottle of Assam first.

"That's more like it!"

The others also each took a bottle.

Only Pan Shuqi remained composed.

"These drinks are high in sugar, and eating them will ruin your figure."

Chen Jianji nodded.

"I knew you'd say that."

"It's already prepared for you."

As he spoke, he took a bottle of green beverage out of his bag and said sarcastically.

"This green tea has less sugar, which suits you."

Pan Shuqi's expression froze for a moment, then she said angrily.

"What kind of tone is that? Are you mocking me?"

Chen Jianji shrugged.

"Do you want it or not?"

"Of course I want it! Why wouldn't I?"

Snapped!

Pan Shuqi snatched the green tea from his hand, quickly unscrewed the cap, and angrily gulped down several mouthfuls!

A smile inexplicably crept onto Chen Jianji's lips.

With him, even the most carefree person will be pulled down from the clouds.

Just as I was thinking about it, a figure appeared in my mind.

Chen Jianji's smile froze.

Ugh, what bad luck.

He cursed under his breath.

Then he slowly walked to...

She was also sitting at Liu Yun's desk, head down, seemingly doing her homework in a daze.

"what?"

Chen Jianji looked at her with a smile.

"You used to be the most enthusiastic about grabbing snacks, why are you so quiet tonight?"

"Is it because you've broken up with your boyfriend, or because you realized you've gained weight and are starting to lose it?!"

Liu Yun immediately raised her head angrily.

"You're the one who's heartbroken, and you're the one who's fat!"

Chen Jianji paused.

The first part can be considered as such, but he has never actually been fat.

"I just..."

As Liu Yun spoke, her voice gradually lowered.

She subconsciously glanced up at the large bag of snacks on the podium, and swallowed hard.

"Well... I did a lot of chores for you before, so it's only natural that I eat your snacks."

"Now that you and Qingxue are having a falling out, I don't need to do anything, so what am I supposed to eat?"

Liu Yun muttered to herself, her eyes still glancing towards the podium every now and then.

"Tsk."

Chen Jianji clicked his tongue lightly.

"Who says you only get snacks if you work?"

"A dinner party between classmates is also fine."

"They didn't help me with the work either."

As he spoke, he leaned down and whispered.

"When I first came in, I secretly put the shrimp and egg dish in an empty seat in the first row."

Liu Yun moved her body slightly, but still didn't react.

Chan Kin-kei continued, "There are six packs!"

Clang!

Liu Yun almost jumped up.

"Oh no!! It's mine, it's mine!"

Watching her figure disappear quickly as she ran away.

Chen Jianji smiled and shook his head.

I looked back at the corner.

A man with a sour expression met his gaze.

But he quickly turned his head away.

Chen Jianji's lips curled slightly, and then he stepped forward.

He watched as Zhang Xinyi turned her head away, ignoring him.

"Do you want some? I'll get you some."

"I treat everyone the same, take whatever you want."

Zhang Xinyi scoffed coldly.

"Who cares? I don't want it."

Looking at her stubborn expression.

Chan Kin-kee's smile widened.

He slapped his forehead.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot."

"I did prepare something specifically for you."

"Well, I can't treat everyone the same, you're the special case I'm dealing with."

Zhang Xinyi paused, but still snorted coldly.

"Tch, all pretentious."

However, she kept glancing over from the corner of her eye.

Until Chen Jianji took something out of his pocket.

Zhang Xinyi's body stiffened abruptly.

It is a...

Hair clip.

"Hey, you said that during the first self-study period."

As Chen Jianji spoke, he handed over the item in his hand.

"I was at a small shop just now, and I didn't know which style to choose, but the fortune teller said that purple is my lucky color."

"You two are quite a good match, how about giving it a try?"

......