We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

Li Mubai quickly stood up and looked in the direction of the sound.

The girls had formed a circle, making it impossible to see who was inside. He subconsciously glanced at the Class 3 line, but Xie Shu's figure had disappeared at some point, and he felt a pang of panic.

"Spread out a bit, let's keep the air circulating." The teacher pushed through the crowd.

Only then did Li Mubai see clearly the person lying on the mat—Chen Qiuhe. Her face was as white as paper, and her lips were completely bloodless.

Xie Shu was squatting on a mat in the middle of the crowd, his head slightly lowered, his hands supporting her calves.

"What's going on?" Li Mubai took a few steps forward and squatted down next to Xie Shu.

The teacher glanced at him but didn't reply.

"It might be low blood sugar. Let's see if it recovers gradually," Xie Shu said.

It's low blood sugar again...

"The rest of you continue training. If you feel unwell, stop and rest immediately." The teacher turned to the students behind him and said, then looked at Li Mubai, "Go over there and get another mat to elevate her feet."

Li Mubai immediately stood up, ran to the equipment area, picked up a mat, and returned. He quickly placed it under Chen Qiuhe's ankle, and Xie Shu slowly released his hand that had been supporting her.

"You all watch over her for now. If she doesn't wake up in more than three minutes, tell me and I'll take her to the infirmary," the teacher said.

After giving his instructions, he stood up and led the remaining students to the other side of the gymnasium, giving that area to the three of them.

The surroundings gradually quieted down. Li Mubai looked up and met Xie Shu's gaze.

"How could she have low blood sugar?" he asked in a low voice.

How could someone who loves making sweets and always carries sugar around suffer from hypoglycemia?

"There are many possibilities," Xie Shu said. "She ate too little, or she exercised too much. But it's fortunate that Qiuhe fainted while lying down. If she had suddenly lost consciousness while standing, she could have easily fallen and gotten injured."

"Cough cough."

The person on the mat coughed softly twice, and their eyelids trembled.

"Chen Qiuhe?" Li Mubai called out, "How are you feeling?"

Chen Qiuhe paused for a few seconds before speaking, her voice unusually weak: "I feel... a little weak all over."

"Did you bring any candy with you?" Xie Shu turned to look at Li Mubai.

Li Mubai subconsciously touched his pocket; it was empty.

He paused for a moment, then remembered that the lollipops the PE teacher had given him were still in the bag in the corner. He got up, went over to get them, and put the bag on the ground.

Xie Shu took one out, broke it into small pieces, held Chen Qiuhe's head, and slowly fed it to her lips.

With a small piece of candy in her mouth, Chen Qiuhe's chest heaved slightly.

"How was it?" the PE teacher asked as he came over.

"He's awake," Li Mubai replied, "but he's still a little weak. I just fed him a candy."

"Okay, you guys stay here and look after her. Report to me immediately if anything happens." The teacher didn't stay long and returned to the group after saying that.

"Okay, teacher."

Xie Shu gently placed Chen Qiuhe's head back on the mat and adjusted its position.

"What happened to me?" Chen Qiuhe opened her eyes a little, and her voice sounded like she had regained some strength. "I felt like I suddenly lost consciousness."

"You have low blood sugar," Li Mubai said.

"Low blood sugar?" Chen Qiuhe's tone was clearly puzzled.

Xie Shu looked at her, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Qiuhe, have you been eating poorly lately?"

Chen Qiuhe's eyes flickered, her lips moved, but she did not answer.

Seeing her reaction, the two of them understood.

"Why aren't you eating properly?" Li Mubai asked, frowning.

"No, not really..." Chen Qiuhe's voice was weak. "I just missed dinner for a day or two."

"Do you eat little for dinner? Do you eat instant noodles?" Xie Shu's tone was more serious than before.

"Uh—" Chen Qiuhe still wanted to be stubborn, but her voice got softer and softer, "Instant noodles are actually quite nutritious, they have meat, eggs and vegetables."

"Why aren't you eating properly?" Li Mubai's voice was filled with helplessness. "It's a good thing you fainted on the mat today. If you had lost consciousness while standing, you could have broken your nose if you had fallen."

Chen Qiuhe didn't say anything more. She stared blankly at the high window above the gymnasium, where the light from outside slanted in, and dust motes floated in the beams of light.

After a few seconds of silence, her eyes suddenly reddened, and a tear slid down her cheek without warning.

Li Mubai panicked and pulled out some tissues from his pocket, handing them to Chen Qiuhe. Chen Qiuhe took them and pressed them hard against her eyes.

"It's alright." Xie Shu reached out and took her hand. "We're here with you. If you have any difficulties, you can talk to us."

Upon hearing these words, Chen Qiuhe, who had already recovered, couldn't stop her tears from flowing again.

Li Mubai turned to the side, using his back to block the view of the other student who was training, and handed over a piece of paper.

"Don't get too emotional, you just had low blood sugar," he reminded you, handing you a piece of paper.

Chen Qiuhe took it, took a deep breath, and her reddened eyes stopped shedding tears.

"I just want to save some money," she said, her voice a little hoarse. "For tuition, for travel expenses, and... to get my mom better medicine and a better hospital."

Li Mubai and Xie Shu did not interrupt her. They waited until she finished speaking and then remained quiet for a while.

"Where is your father?" Xie Shu asked softly.

Chen Qiuhe lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Li Mubai thought for a moment and then brought up the previous topic again: "Chen Qiuhe, have you ever considered sponsoring students from impoverished families?"

Chen Qiuhe fell silent.

"We can ask the school not to publish the list," Li Mubai added.

"Is it really okay? Shouldn't the public announcement be a necessary procedure?" Her eyes relaxed slightly.

Actually, she doesn't necessarily need financial aid from impoverished students; perhaps having it would make her life a little easier.

"Instead of giving it to people who don't lack money, why not let those who truly need it receive it?" Xie Shu said. "We have to try to know."

"We'll have to try to find out." Seeing that she was somewhat interested, Li Mubai pressed his advantage.

"I...I'll think about it."

Sigh—Li Mubai let out a long sigh in his heart.

"What materials are needed for poverty relief?" Chen Qiuhe suddenly asked again.

Ok?

"First, find two application forms, fill them out and stamp them. Then, go back to your place of household registration to obtain a poverty certificate. After that, you'll need photocopies of your ID card and household registration booklet," Xie Shu explained to her.

"Does the application form require a parent's signature?"

"need."

The relaxation on Chen Qiuhe's face subsided again.

"Try applying first," Li Mubai said. "If your parents refuse to sign, we'll help you persuade them."

He did consider having someone else sign on his behalf, but it's best for the person to sign official government funding documents in person.

"Thank you, I'll think about it."

"Then hurry up, September is the deadline," Xie Shu reminded him.

"Mm." Chen Qiuhe nodded.

Li Mubai and Xie Shu didn't ask any further questions. The sounds of training from the other side of the stadium drifted over, seemingly from another world, separated by an entire field.

The three of them sat quietly for a while, a breeze squeezing in through the cracks in the high window, carrying a slight chill.