The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Zhi reached out and took the ice pack from her hand, brushed aside her cute short bangs, and gently pressed the ice pack against her forehead.

"Ah Sheng, I also want to apologize to you."

Wen Yisheng did not resist Wen Zhitie's advances as she did with Zhong Xu.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling a cool, comfortable sensation on her forehead: "An apology?"

"Yeah, you were a little angry when I told you to tell me in advance no matter where you're going, weren't you?"

Wen Yisheng bit her lip and nodded honestly: "I'm angry."

"So I'm apologizing to you, I'm sorry, but I want to explain myself. I was scared and worried when I saw your forehead injury, so my tone was a bit disrespectful to you for a moment."

"Can you forgive your brother?"

"I have already forgiven him."

Wen Yisheng opened her eyes, and Wen Zhi was holding an ice pack and applying it to her forehead. In her field of vision, she saw Wen Zhi's wrist, which was so white it was dazzling, and the fine blue veins under his skin were clearly visible.

She's so fair-skinned; Wen Zhi seems even fairer than her.

Wen Yisheng said softly, "But please don't do that again, it's a bit......"

Wen Zhi's gaze fell on her delicate features, his eyes gentle: "Which one?"

"Well, that term is called..." Wen Yisheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Sister complex!"

"A siscon?"

Wen Zhi smiled and said, "Perhaps that's how it is. I'll be more careful not to be a siscon in the future."

"By the way, what did you need to do in the office just now?" Wen Zhi asked casually.

Wen Yisheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, but Wen Zhi would understand her request for accommodation.

"I went to see the homeroom teacher to apply for accommodation," Wen Yisheng said truthfully. There was nothing to hide about this.

"so."

Wen Zhi's expression didn't change much; he wasn't particularly surprised and didn't ask her for the reason. "Living at school is fine too; it's up to you, Asheng."

~

In Nanchuan, evening study sessions are self-study sessions.

Since it was the first day of school, the workload wasn't heavy yet, but all the students in the class were engrossed in their books and very self-disciplined.

Wen Yisheng couldn't help but yawn, taking off her glasses and rubbing her eyes.

She turned her head and saw Wen Zhi sitting upright, his pale, bony fingers turning the pages of his textbook, while his other hand held a pen and scribbled on his workbook.

Looking at the top students in the front row, they were also engrossed in doing their problems.

Wen Yisheng took a sip of water to refresh herself, silently put on her glasses, and continued reading.

The top two students in science are both studying, how dare she slack off?!

Huang Kailang entered the classroom and called out, "Wen Yisheng, come out here for a moment."

The results for her boarding application, which she submitted this afternoon, must have come out!

Wen Zhi put down his pen, looked at her, and smiled warmly.

Wen Yisheng followed Huang Kailang outside the classroom and asked, "Teacher Huang, has my application for boarding school been approved?"

The girl spoke softly, had her hair tied in a low ponytail with some stray hairs peeking out from behind her ears, and wore her school uniform neatly. She seemed like an obedient girl.

Even if a student is at the bottom of the class, teachers still like them.

Huang Kailang softened his voice: "You submitted your application, but it wasn't approved. You won't be able to live on campus."

"Why didn't it pass?" Wen Yisheng was quite upset.

Huang Kailang explained: "That's right. In the past, Nanchuan only recruited local students and didn't have student dormitories. It was only in the last two years, when we recruited students from other places, that we built dormitories."

"But the school only allows students from other places to stay on campus."

Wen Yisheng hurriedly said, "But I was born in another city, and my household registration is in Huai City!"

Huang Kailang was also puzzled: "But the academic affairs office didn't approve your application, and the teachers know about your situation." He paused, then said, "Even if your application is approved, can you afford the 8,000 yuan monthly accommodation fee?"

Wen Yisheng was dumbfounded.

Eight thousand yuan? She's a poor wretch who doesn't even have eight hundred yuan...

"Ye Hehua is also a boarding student, she..." Wen Yisheng had already realized that the academic genius's name was Hehua, not Hehua.

Huang Kailang couldn't bear to discourage the young girl: "Ye Hehua's grades ranked second among the freshmen, so her accommodation fees are waived."

Wen Yisheng: "..."

"Okay, I understand, teacher."

"Okay, let's go back and study."

Wen Yisheng lowered her head and returned to her seat absentmindedly.

If she can't stay at school, where else can she go?

Are you renting a place outside?

But she had no money at all... The little bit of money she earned from part-time jobs was barely enough for her daily life.

Wen Yisheng stared blankly at her textbook, unaware that evening self-study had ended.

Until someone gently patted her shoulder: "Ah Sheng, what's wrong?"

Wen Yisheng snapped out of her daze and looked around; the classroom was empty.

The night outside the classroom window is clear and bright, and the school bell for the end of evening self-study rings out melodiously, playing the most classic and timeless saxophone tune, "Going Home."

"School's already over."

The corridor was quiet and dark. Wen Zhi closed the window but didn't rush to pack his schoolbag.

He had a hard candy with a filling in his mouth, the sweet and sour taste melting on his tongue. He propped his chin up with one hand and looked at her: "What happened? You were called out by the teacher and came back looking dejected."

Wen Yisheng paused in packing her schoolbag, then lowered her eyes: "I can't live at school anymore."

Wen Zhi probed, feigning ignorance, "The application wasn't approved?"

Wen Yisheng nodded.