Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 264 Thorny Rose (21)

Yan Zhen sighed: "I need help with my studies."

Song Yi: "..."

These words hit Song Yi's weak spot.

He is a first-year high school student. He doesn't understand the second-year courses, and his grades are not good.

After a long pause, Song Yi finally said dryly, "I can ask a teacher to tutor you."

“You know that’s not what I meant.” Yan Zhen flicked his forehead lightly. “There are many things you can do, but there’s one thing you can’t help me with: studying.”

I'm just an ordinary person. I need to study hard and get into a good university to have a future. No matter how much money you give me, how many green lights you give me, or how many conveniences you provide, those are just things "given to me." Only the knowledge I acquire truly belongs to me.

Song Yi frowned: "Are you worried that I'll take back what you gave me?"

Yan Zhen shook his head and patiently explained in a tone that sounded like he was coaxing a child: "No, I know you're not that kind of person, but you can help me for a while, but you can't help me forever. Right now you're close to me, so you think you can take care of everything for me, but we'll all grow up eventually. In the future, we'll have our own careers, families, and lives. You can't take care of me forever."

“I can manage.” Song Yi said firmly, “As long as you’re willing, we can stay together forever… as good friends.”

“You’re oversimplifying life,” Yan Zhen said. “Even if you can, I can’t.”

Song Yi: "..."

Yan Zhen took out some snacks from his bag: "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Song Yi rummaged around for a bit and picked up a can of milk.

Yan Zhen opened the tab for him, and seeing that he had taken two sips, she smiled and asked, "You can't be angry now that you've drunk the milk."

Song Yi pouted, her face showing resentment, but she compromised and said, "Fine."

Yan Zhen reached out and pulled him up from the ground, patting the pencil shavings off him: "You're covered in them. I'll go run the bathtub and you can take a shower first."

"it is good."

Yan Zhen turned and went to the bathroom. Song Yi stood there, watching her back, his eyes growing darker and darker.

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The next day, Yan Zhen wanted to ask Sun Yue to return the two reference books she had borrowed from the library the night before, but when she arrived at the classroom, she couldn't find her.

Sun Yue's seat remained empty until class began.

After the first class, Yan Zhen asked the student in front of Sun Yue, "Why didn't Sun Yue come to class today?"

The person sitting in front of me is the class monitor of Class 3, Grade 11. Students in the class who are late, leave early, or ask for leave all have to go through her. She said, "Sun Yue has asked for sick leave."

"sick?"

"injured."

Yan Zhen's heart skipped a beat: "How could this be?"

She was perfectly fine when I left the library last night.

The class monitor pushed up his glasses: "This is really outrageous. Last night after evening self-study, Sun Yue went out for barbecue with some girls from her dorm. As a result, there was a group of thugs fighting at the barbecue stall. She couldn't dodge in time and was accidentally injured by one of them, who pierced her palm with a barbecue skewer."

Yan Zhen's right eyelid twitched slightly: "How is she? Is she badly injured?"

“I’m not too sure either. Her parents rushed over overnight to pick her up. This morning, Sun Yue’s mother contacted me and said she needed to take a month off to recover from her injuries, which I suspect are quite serious.”

After finding out the information, Yan Zhen returned to his seat, a subtle and indescribable sense of crisis rising in his heart.

At noon, Yan Zhen went to the restaurant for lunch.

She ordered a bowl of noodles and, as usual, sat quietly in the corner of the restaurant to eat.

After taking a few bites, I heard familiar voices coming from the next table.

Yan Zhen looked up and came face to face with Jiang Xicun, who was just a few meters away.

Jiang Xicun seemed surprised that Yan Zhen would still be at school. A hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but he quickly put on a calm act and casually looked away, chatting with the girls at the same table while eating.

She ignored him, and Yan Zhen made no move to cause trouble. The two pretended not to know each other and ate their meals separately.

Yan Zhen was focused on eating his noodles when someone suddenly knocked on the table.

Yan Zhen quickly looked up; it was Song Yi.

Song Yi was followed by a butler in a suit and tie, and next to the butler stood two bodyguards wearing white gloves and carrying insulated boxes.

Song Yi asked, "Why didn't you reply to my messages?"

Yan Zhen paused for a moment, realizing that the entire restaurant had fallen silent and everyone was looking in their direction. She subconsciously lowered her voice and said, "My phone was on silent, I didn't see the message... What are you doing here?"

Song Yi never eats out. Dexianlou not only has a restaurant, but also two nannies who cook there.

"Come and have dinner with me," Song Yi said, gesturing with his chin to the butler.

The butler and bodyguards immediately got to work, wiping the tables and chairs with towels and then respectfully pulling out the chairs.

After Song Yi sat down, they opened the food they had brought and laid it out on the table one by one.

Yan Zhen, who watched the whole thing: "..."

This display is a bit too pretentious.

Song Yi seemed oblivious to the various gazes cast across the restaurant, glancing disdainfully at the bland noodles in Yan Zhen's bowl: "I told you to go back to Dexianlou for a meal, but you wouldn't go. Instead, you came to this godforsaken place and only eat vegetarian noodles?"

Yan Zhen: "..."

Song Yi placed a piece of meat on her plate: "Eat this, didn't you say this was delicious last time?"

Yan Zhen: "..."

She felt a chill run down her spine, experiencing the awkwardness of being forced to put on airs in front of acquaintances.

Yan Zhen was digging his toes into the ground when suddenly a loud "clunk" came from the next table. It was the sound of a spoon falling into a bowl, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet restaurant.

Yan Zhen turned her head and met Jiang Xicun's deathly pale face—her gaze swept back and forth between Yan Zhen and Song Yi, as if she had seen something terrifying, her eyes filled with fear.

The girl at the same table also noticed Jiang Xicun's unusual behavior and quickly asked, "Xicun, what's wrong?"

Jiang Xicun trembled all over. After a while, she suddenly screamed, got up, turned around and ran away. When she rushed out of the restaurant, she knocked over a student carrying a tray in her panic.

The girls who dined with Jiang Xicun looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen also looked puzzled.

She didn't do anything, so what was the meaning behind Jiang Xicun's ghost-like expression?

The little incident at the restaurant quickly passed, but in the afternoon, Yan Zhen heard that Jiang Xicun had dropped out of school.

Her first thought was that it was Song Yigan.

He knew he didn't get along with Jiang Xicun and that he had the power to make Jiang Xicun drop out of school.

The moment this speculation surfaced, Yan Zhen's initial discomfort intensified.

After class, Yan Zhen skipped evening self-study and packed his bag to wait downstairs at the first-year high school building.

First-year high school students are not required to attend evening self-study sessions, and their dismissal time is half an hour later than that of second and third-year students. Yan Zhen waited for more than ten minutes before Song Yi came downstairs accompanied by the housekeeper.

The temperature was lower than usual today, so Song Yi put on a jacket over her school uniform skirt. With her hands in the jacket pockets and an expressionless face, she walked downstairs, exuding an aura of noble aloofness and unapproachability.

Other students leaving get out of class quickly made way for them on the stairs.