Song Jiawen woke up to a strange vibe in the class.
Zhu Jin had gone out for a bit and brought back a box of pure milk for her. "I had the boss warm it up, drink it while it's hot."
Wang Xiaole peeled two oranges and put them on her desk. "To replenish vitamin C, and they're not sour at all."
Xu Yan brought over a big bag of snacks to her place.
Song Jiawen: ....
She was somewhat puzzled. "What's the deal, do you guys have any special requests? Just say it, and I'll see if I can do it. If I can, I'll consider it, but if I can't, giving me anything is pointless."
As she spoke, Song Jiawen opened the box of milk.
Zhu Jin immediately heaved a sigh of relief when she saw her drinking the milk. She waved her hand and said, "I don't have any demands. As long as you're well and can explain problems to me normally, that's all."
Wang Xiaole quickly nodded in agreement. "Me too."
What do you mean, 'as long as I'm well'?
What's wrong with me?
