Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

knock!knock!knock!

Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the corner of the table.

Chen Jianji, who was originally reciting the book from memory, suddenly woke up as he began to drift off to sleep.

"Um?"

He subconsciously looked up, his eyes still bloodshot.

Lin Qingxue remained silent for a while before handing over a notebook she had just finished writing in.

"This is in English. I couldn't find the reading comprehension section of the English exam; it must be from extracurricular materials. I found a similar one; the sentence structures for the test points are almost identical. You can take a look."

English?

To be honest, the science section also tests comprehension.

In English, if the options A, B, C, or D aren't explicitly given...

There's really no solution for Chan Kin-kei.

He rubbed his increasingly swollen head.

"Okay."

As Chen Jianji spoke, he reached out and took the notebook.

Lin Qingxue looked up at his face.

Especially the dark circles under his eyes.

Lin Qingxue's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Staying up all night again?"

"You can't concentrate on studying at night anyway, so there's no point in wasting your time reading books."

"Getting a good night's sleep will give you the energy to study during the day, which will make you more efficient."

Chen Jianji paused, listening to these slightly annoyed words.

And that familiar preaching.

In a daze.

Chen Jianji thought that the two of them had returned to their previous relationship as deskmates.

Before Chen Jianji could speak...

Zhang Ziliang, who was studying nearby, was also having a headache when he happened to look over.

"Oh, class monitor, you've misunderstood Brother Ji."

Lin Qingxue looked over.

Zhang Ziliang grinned and said...

"He didn't read a book at all last night."

"puff!"

Liu Hai, who was sitting in front of Zhang Ziliang, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lin Qingxue frowned even more as she looked at Chen Jianji.

"Are they playing video games?"

"If you continue..."

Her words caught in her throat before she could finish.

Chen Jianji was looking at her with indifferent eyes.

"Aren't you being a bit nosy?"

"Our deal was that you would write the questions for me."

"What I did is none of your business!"

He spoke slowly and deliberately, each word distinct.

But this made Lin Qingxue's hand holding the pen tighten suddenly.

She felt that the person in front of her was somewhat distant from her.

I was still dreaming about her yesterday, busy taking care of her.

Now, right before his eyes, they coldly and repeatedly distanced themselves from him.

Two completely different attitudes.

This caused Lin Qingxue to be momentarily stunned.

She suddenly remembered that Chen Jianji had said he wanted to do well on the exam.

I just wanted to make my parents happy.

Perhaps if it weren't for this...

Chen Jianji would never agree to sit in front of him and write out those test questions for him.

Lin Qingxue maintained a calm expression, but her body was gradually tensing up.

Their gazes met each other's without yielding.

It seemed as if they were trying to see a hint of resentment or some other forced pretense in Chan Kin-kei's eyes.

Unfortunately, no.

That cold gaze.

Lin Qingxue's heart sank upon seeing this.

She was the first to look away and slowly lower her head.

"Okay, I understand."

As Lin Qingxue spoke, she picked up the new notebook and workbook.

Silently, I continued searching for similar question types and began taking notes.

The two people who were playfully fighting nearby were stunned.

Zhang Ziliang lowered his voice and spoke to Liu Hai.

"What's going on? I thought they were sitting together again, and that Brother Ji had forgotten his mistakes and was back to his old ways, so I thought I'd tease him like before."

"They seemed to get angry before I even saw them."

Liu Hai also lowered his voice.

"It's because Brother Ji is angry. The class monitor... she seems to have given in. That's rare."

"Hey, stop talking, Brother Ji's up..."

The two immediately shut their mouths.

Ring ring...

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Chen Jianji stood up, the timing was perfect, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He looked down at Lin Qingxue, who remained silent.

Watching her in her seat, she squeezed into a tiny corner, taking up only a small space.

Rao is so.

Chen Jianji's face still showed obvious annoyance.

"I'm going to the restroom. You can continue writing during the ten-minute break and finish as soon as possible."

He said irritably.

After saying that, he walked away.

Chen Jianji walked quickly, as if he didn't want to stay here for even a moment longer.

But when passing by the passageway.

Zhang Ziliang suddenly poked his head out and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Brother Ji, did I say something wrong?"

Chen Jianji paused in his steps.

He glanced back at his seat, without making a conscious effort to lower his voice.

"no."

"After all, what I'm doing is none of her business."

The words fell.

Lin Qingxue's back visibly shifted for a moment.

But it disappears quickly, as if one has been momentarily seeing things.

Chen Jianji didn't look at her again, turned around and left the corridor, until he walked out of the classroom door.

A surprised voice came from behind.

"Why are you sitting here?"

Where is Chan Kin-kei?

"What are you doing?"

Three questions in a row.

This caused Lin Qingxue's already tense body to freeze for a moment.

She slowly sat up straight and looked up at the person beside her.

Zhang Xinyi, for some unknown reason, turned back halfway.

Looking at her somewhat surprised and puzzled face, there seemed to be a lingering anger between her brows, as if she had just been rebuked by her.

Lin Qingxue spoke quietly, replying to each question with meticulous care and composure.

"He's the one who made me sit here."

He went to the restroom.

"I am here..."

"I'll help him with his revision."

As Lin Qingxue spoke, her fingertips twitched slightly.

The pen that was originally held in my hand was now being gently turned.

His movements were casual, with a hint of nonchalance.

Yes, I learned it from someone.

She looked at Zhang Xinyi and added a sentence.

"He gave in too."

......