With a plaster cast on her right hand, Zhi Ying couldn't wear any tight clothes. However, she managed to put on two loose sweaters, with her winter school uniform on top.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, there was a trace of softness in Jiang Wei's eyes. He turned his head to look, but his eyes froze when they saw Zhi Ying's upper body.
Zhi Ying stiffly walked in front of Jiang Wei, greeting nervously, "Morning, good morning."
Jiang Wei connected Zhi Ying's strange behavior from two days ago in his mind, and instantly understood.
His heart was in pain, his pretty eyes became deep almost immediately. Jiang Wei's lips moved, and he wanted to ask her, why didn't she know how to take care of herself? Why did her arm get injured when all she did was go and take exams? But finally in the end, he only stared at the pale Zhi Ying.
Zhi Ying felt guilty and wanted to run away. One foot was quietly grinding against the ground. She couldn't see Jiang Wei's face very clearly, but she could also feel the gloom emanating from him.
"The doctor said it will heal after some time." Zhi Ying repeated the same words.
Jiang Wei's jaw was tense, his brows and eyes were indifferent, "It will heal, so you don't care at all?"
"No." Zhi Ying lowered her head, feeling a little aggrieved in her heart. Jiang Wei was too fierce today, it's not like she wanted to get hurt.
Jiang Wei's adam's apple twitched, and all his emotions turned into a sigh, "Let's go to school."
Hearing this, Zhi Ying immediately raised her head and became alive again. She hurriedly followed Jiang Wei and sat in the back seat.
The weather was fine, with no wind, and then the sun even came out. Jiang Wei still turned around and took off his scarf, carefully wrapping it around Zhi Ying's neck.
Zhi Ying raised her head in a daze and let Jiang Wei wrap it around her neck. "Won't you be cold if you give it to me?" She asked, having forgotten to wear her scarf when she came out in a hurry.
Jiang Wei ignored Zhi Ying, turned around and pedaled her directly to school by bike.
Han Jiaojiao and Li Ge, who were at school, had already received news that Zhi Ying was injured. Zhao Qian even brought a container of hot pig's feet and soybean soup in an insulated box early in the morning.
Jiang Wei carried his own school bag on one shoulder and Zhi Ying's school bag in his hand, while the owner of the school bag followed him dejectedly.
Zhi Ying tried to talk to Jiang Wei along the way, but he ignored her.
The two walked into the classroom together, and everyone in the class suddenly fell silent.
"They look like a couple." Li Ge leaned on Han Jiaojiao's seat and looked at the two people that entered the classroom.
The boy was handsome and the girl... was also considered beautiful, although the arm that was covered with plaster was very conspicuous.
Although the people in the class had the same thoughts as Li Ge for a moment, they were quickly attracted to Zhi Ying. The class president stood up and asked in surprise, "Zhi Ying, didn't you go to the winter camp to compete? What happened to your arm?"
Zhi Ying carefully glanced at Jiang Wei, but her words were distracted, "I accidentally broke it."
The corner of the class president's mouth twitched, "Broken?" 'She said it as if breaking a hand was a very common thing!'
Surrounded by a group of classmates, Zhi Ying couldn't see Jiang Wei's increasingly gloomy face.
What he heard from Zhi Ying's words was that she didn't even care about her own body.
After finally returning to her seat, Zhi Ying still hadn't found an opportunity to show her affection to Jiang Wei. Zhao Qian turned around with the insulated box in his hand, "Zhi Ying, this is the pig's feet and soybean soup I've been cooking since last night, for you to supplement."
"You can make soup?" Han Jiaojiao squinted.
"Of course, as a gourmet, it is necessary to know how to make one or two special dishes." Zhao Qian said proudly.
Li Ge was amused, "Zhao Qian, you are a snack gourmet, the school canteen must need you."
The three of them chatted and laughed, they wanted to watch Zhi Ying drink the soup.
"It's too oily to drink this early in the morning." Zhi Ying didn't open it, and she didn't want to drink it after hearing the name.
"Have some belief in my cooking skills, the soup is not oily at all. I got up several times throughout the night to remove the oil slick." Zhao Qian was full of confidence.
In the end, Zhi Ying could only open it. Amidst the drowsy sound of reading, the aroma of this box of soup made everyone in the class turn their heads and look again and again.
"F*ck, it's so fragrant!" Li Ge smelled the aroma, and his saliva was about to flow out. He immediately withdrew from his seat, away from Zhi Ying.
"Try it quickly, this is what I learned from my dad." Zhao Qian said proudly, "My dad only makes it for my mom, and now that you are in such a miserable situation, Zhi Ying, this is the most I can do as a friend."
Han Jiaojiao rolled her eyes and hit Zhao Qian's waist with her elbow.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Qian felt a murderous look for no reason, he didn't dare to say anything, so he turned back and asked in a low voice.
"Shut your mouth." Han Jiaojiao vaguely gritted her teeth.
Zhi Ying took two sips and looked at Jiang Wei, "Do you want to have a taste?"
She tried to curry favor with Jiang Wei in this crappy way.
This time Jiang Wei replied to her and said one word, "No."
"Oh." Zhi Ying responded aggrievedly, thinking that Jiang Wei disliked that she already drank it.
All the teachers took turns taking care of Zhi Ying all morning, while Jiang Wei sat in his seat with a cold face. When school was over, he didn't speak, just silently picked up Zhi Ying's school bag and walked out.
"Jiang Wei, I'm sorry." Zhi Ying slowly followed Jiang Wei who was not walking fast, and grabbed onto his sleeve.
A trace of tolerance flashed between Jiang Wei's brows, "Why are you saying sorry to me?"
Zhi Ying didn't understand the meaning of his words, and really began to think hard about what she was sorry for Jiang Wei.
"The person you should apologize to is yourself." Although Jiang Wei looked angry, he still let Zhi Ying pull on his sleeves. He even turned his body sideways vaguely, blocking the wind blowing from the side.
In fact, Zhi Ying's arm has always been in pain like a needle was stuck in it, which was uncomfortable at first. Hearing Jiang Wei's heavy tone, her nose became inexplicably sour. Zhi Ying sniffed, and the corners of her mouth pulled down evidently.
Jiang Wei, who had been watching her the entire time, couldn't help but pause. The gloom in his heart dissipated instantly, leaving only panic, "Sorry, you…"
Zhi Ying looked up at Jiang Wei, "My hand hurts."
Jiang Wei, who had barely maintained his composure, suddenly showed an anxious expression, "Where does it hurt, I'll take you to the hospital."
Jiang Wei had already sent a text message to Uncle Li in the morning, asking him to drive to pick them up at noon. It was colder now, and Zhi Ying was injured, so it was really too worrying to let her sit on the bicycle again.