There was sufficient heating in the room, so Zhi Ying pitifully lifted a corner of the quilt before going to bed at night, not covering her right hand.
Early the next morning, when Qin Li came to knock on the door, Zhi Ying was still struggling to wash up. Her roommate went to open the door.
"Hello, I'm Zhi Ying's classmate, I'm here to help her with her luggage." Qin Li smiled and said.
The teacher from No. 1 High School was already waiting by the door. Although Zhi Ying's other hand was fine, it was still inconvenient.
"Hey, why are you here?" Zhi Ying asked strangely when she came out and saw Qin Li.
"Is your luggage ready? Er, I can take it for you." Qin Li was let in by Zhi Ying's roommate.
"Oh." Zhi Ying was still wearing her unlined clothes, while trying to pull on her normal clothes on herself with difficulty, "Wait a minute."
Walking in front of an open suitcase, Zhi Ying closed the suitcase with one hand and pulled up the zipper.
Qin Li pretended that he couldn't see the messy clothes stuffed in her suitcase, and went to pull the suitcase into his hands.
"I'm done, let's go." Zhi Ying finally put on her piece of clothing and was about to leave.
Qin Li followed behind Zhi Ying, and after walking for a while, he couldn't help catching up to her and hesitantly asking, "Aren't you going to... comb your hair?"
The back of Zhi Ying's hair was so messy that it looked as if it had been fired.
"No." Zhi Ying answered quite neatly. Originally, her tolerance for pain was already limited. Sometimes the pain in her hands or legs could be ignored. However, who knows if it was because she couldn't see it, but her scalp couldn't bear a little pain at all.
Usually, Zhi Ying felt uncomfortable combing her hair with her right hand, let alone her left hand now.
Zhi Ying looked at Qin Li with a hesitant expression on his face, and finally compromised. She pulled on the hood from her clothes so that her knotted hair could not be seen.
"..." She was really witty, Qin Li looked at Zhi Ying's actions speechlessly.
The teacher of No. 1 High School had already received news that Zhi Ying had injured her hand, but he was still shocked when he saw the student come out with a plaster cast.
"You're…injured so seriously?" The teacher of No. 1 High School was a little flustered. How was he going to explain this to the parents?
"It's okay, teacher, it just takes a bit of time to heal." Zhi Ying herself didn't even care.
"Sorry."
The corner of Zhi Ying's clothes was pulled on, and she looked down to see the child. He looked even more depressed.
"I'm fine, just be careful in the future." Zhi Ying couldn't hate such a child, she just smiled and said she didn't mind.
The child still leaned on Zhi Ying, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to win against you. The teacher said that you are very good, even better than me."
Speaking of this, the child's mouth pursed again.
"Your teacher is wrong. Few people can compare to you at your age. I was still in elementary school at your age." Zhi Ying comforted the child, thinking which teacher would place so much pressure on a child?
"Father is never wrong, he is a very good teacher." Liu Min shook his head.
Zhi Ying was stunned, "Is your father your teacher?"
Liu Min looked around and affirmed in a low voice, "Mhm, but Dad said that I can't call him Dad at school."
"Everyone makes mistakes." Zhi Ying frowned, "You are amazing, it's wrong for your father to compare you with others."
"Zhi Ying, get in the car!" Qin Li put the luggage away and called Zhi Ying from the car.
"Okay, I'm leaving now." Zhi Ying patted the child's head with her left hand, "You are very good, no worse than me." After comforting him, she walked over to the car.
Liu Min still wanted to add something, but suddenly a familiar voice came from behind him, "Xiao Min."
…
Father and Mother Zhi arrived at the airport early in the morning to guard and wait for Zhi Ying. It was the first time they woke up so early in the past few years.
It was very windy outside, and Lin Xiuyu wrapped herself up like a rice dumpling. She couldn't care less about elegance at the moment, since she was not in the capital anyways. Not to mention that her daughter was the most important thing now.
"Ying Ying is over there!" Lin Xiuyu's eyes were sharp, she saw Zhi Ying instantly, and patted her husband vigorously.
The couple stepped forward quickly, waving their hands so that Zhi Ying could see them.
"Dad, Mom." Zhi Ying walked over slowly, with Qin Li pulling two suitcases behind her.
The moment they saw their daughter with a plaster cast, Father Zhi's expression turned ugly, and Lin Xiuyu even shed tears.
"I'm fine, the doctor said it'll heal over time." Zhi Ying seemed to be completely fine. It was as if she had completely forgotten about the fact that she couldn't sleep for a long time because of the pain at night.
The group chatted for a long time, and finally Lin Xiuyu set her eyes on Qin Li, "You are Ying Ying's classmate, right? Thank you."
Lin Xiuyu motioned to Father Zhi who was next to her, and asked him to take the suitcase from the little classmate.
"Hello, uncle and aunt, my name is Qin Li."
"Ah, you're the classmate who went shopping with Ying Ying last time?" Father Zhi came to his senses and enthusiastically wanted to shake hands with Qin Li.
"Little classmate, where do you live, come with us."
The group of four walked out of the airport happily and harmoniously, leaving the teacher of No. 1 High School alone.
[Are you back?]
As soon as Zhi Ying turned on her phone, the first message that she saw was Jiang Wei's text message.
Lin Xiuyu sat in the passenger seat and chatted with Qin Li. She looked at her daughter from time to time, only to find that Zhi Ying, who was usually either doing or thinking about math problems, was actually looking at her phone.
Suppressing the doubts in her heart, Lin Xiuyu planned to send Qin Li home first.
Zhi Ying lowered her head and slowly poked the screen to reply to Jiang Wei: [I'm back.]
Although sending a voice message was convenient, her parents were still here
Zhi Ying has heard of it before, parents didn't want their children to date early.
[Since you're back, have a good rest. Classes will start on Monday tomorrow. I will wait for you downstairs.]
Zhi Ying had a hard time while looking at the message, she scratched her face, worrying about how to explain to Jiang Wei.
'In fact, it doesn't matter much if I explain or not, right?' Zhi Ying frowned and thought about it. However, she still felt guilty for no reason.
…
After returning home, Lin Xiuyu helped Zhi Ying down, "Ying Ying, who were you texting just now?"
"Mhm... I was just asking for leave from the teacher, I don't want to go to the evening self-study on Sunday night." Zhi Ying tried to lie, but the tone of her words betrayed her.
Lin Xiuyu and Father Zhi, who was not far away, looked at each other, and they didn't plan to expose Zhi Ying's little lie. This was actually a good thing for them.
Zhi Ying was more like a normal person like this, instead of always being immersed in those math problems all day long.
Once inside, Zhi Ying pulled down her hood. Mother Zhi stood behind Zhi Ying and was taken aback for a moment. She said as usual, "Ying Ying, later, Mom will help you wash your hair."
"Oh." Zhi Ying didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Her mother has always loved to wash her hair because she would always hurt herself when she did it herself.
At night, Zhi Ying couldn't sleep at all. The pain in her hand was one thing, but a guilty conscience was an even more important reason.
Who knows how many times Zhi Ying turned over tremblingly before she fell asleep.
After waking up early in the morning and absent-mindedly eating the milk bread prepared by Mother Zhi, Zhi Ying was a little afraid to go downstairs.
Seeing that the time was approaching, Zhi Ying could only dawdle.
"Ying Ying, what are you doing, wait for your dad to send you to school." Mother Zhi shouted from the kitchen.
"No need, my classmate is waiting below. He will take me to school." Zhi Ying refused.
"What classmate?" Mother Zhi wiped her hands on the apron and asked inexplicably.
"Jiang Wei." Zhi Ying pursed her lips uncomfortably, "He's down there."
"Xiao Wei?" Father Zhi, who had just come out, couldn't help but stand at the window and look over when he heard this. Sure enough, he saw a rather attractive boy pushing a bicycle downstairs.
Mother Zhi leaned behind Father Zhi, she also saw Jiang Wei.
The two agreed after thinking about it. Xiao Fu, that child seemed stable, and the most important thing was that it was hard for Ying Ying to have these kinds of friends. They didn't want to stop them.