He laughed heartily, "It's okay that we've been found out. These days, the atmosphere is becoming more and more open. As long as it doesn't affect grades, we teachers will turn a blind eye."

Ling Ziqian was on the verge of tears. He and Su Mingxi had nothing to do with each other; it was all a misunderstanding!

After leaving the office, Ling Ziqian entered Class 1.

Su Mingxi was reading a book when she felt someone was watching her. She turned around and saw Ling Ziqian. She quickly lowered her head to continue reading.

She was probably also troubled by the rumors and gossip around her.

After sitting down, Ling Ziqian took out his phone and sent a message to Su Mingxi, explaining why Dou Xiaorong had asked for leave.

Su Mingxi replied quickly, saying that Dou Xiaorong had contacted her.

After hesitating for a moment, she quickly sent a new message saying that she didn't care about the rumors, that the innocent would clear themselves, and that Ling Ziqian shouldn't be affected.

Ling Ziqian took a deep breath, relieved that she had actually comforted him.

If Su Mingxi isn't afraid, what else does he have to worry about?

Walk your own path and let others talk!

Because of what happened that morning, all the classmates looked at Ling Ziqian with admiration.

The students sitting around him also started talking to Ling Ziqian.

Of course, most of the questions were about Ling Ziqian, about how he desperately ran upstairs.

Ling Ziqian offered a few casual explanations, but they couldn't satisfy their curiosity.

Fortunately, class started and the surroundings quieted down.

The library building was burned down, so the Chinese language classes that were supposed to be held in the reading room had to be conducted in the classroom.

Everyone witnessed the fire that morning, and Cui Qiuzhen spontaneously asked the students in the class to write an essay.

Reporters carrying cameras were walking around outside the classroom.

They heard that during the fire, a student desperately ran upstairs, and they wanted to interview that boy.

School leaders intervened, preventing reporters from conducting interviews under the pretext of disrupting students' studies.

They also hoped that reporters would not report on the boy rushing to the fire scene, as such news would have a negative impact.

A large number of police officers also entered the school to investigate the fire.

The survey results came out when school was over.

Police found the dead rats in the chemical storage room where the fire had started.

Therefore, it is inferred that the fire was caused by a rat knocking over chemicals, which caused two or more chemicals to mix together and ignite.

When the bell rang, Ling Ziqian put away his novel, stretched, and walked out with his classmates.

Wearing sportswear and sporting short hair, looking like a tomboy, Shen Qiaoyan suddenly appeared without warning.

She greeted Ling Ziqian with a smile, "Master!"

"Hey, don't call me that!" Ling Ziqian blushed a little, surrounded by classmates.

"What's wrong with that? It's calling me Master, not anything else. If others wanted me to call them Master, I wouldn't!" Shen Qiaoyan gave Ling Ziqian a smug look.

Ling Ziqian was a little confused. "What do you want with me? Tutoring?"

Shen Qiaoyan smiled and shook her head, "No, I wanted to ask you to go for a run. Let's run ten laps around the track before going home!"

"Why do you suddenly want to go running with me?" Ling Ziqian was puzzled.

"Because of this!" Shen Qiaoyan took out her phone, which showed a photo of Ling Ziqian shirtless, revealing his fair and somewhat thin figure.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Ling Ziqian's vision went black for a moment, feeling as if someone had taken control of his embarrassing past. "In the situation this morning, you still had the mind to film me!"

Seeing Ling Ziqian's strong reaction, Shen Qiaoyan laughed happily, "Master, your muscles aren't very defined at all. If we were to fight, I could blow you up with one punch. So, come run with me!"

"Don't just blow me up like that!"

"If you don't want to get crushed, then come running with me!"

Shen Qiaoyan giggled, grabbed the wailing Ling Ziqian, and ran towards the sports field.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, the boys in Class 1 were filled with envy.

At noon, Ling Ziqian had suffered a lot and had not yet recovered his strength.

Now, after being dragged by the lively Shen Qiaoyan to run a few laps on the 800-meter track, he collapsed to the ground, feeling like he was about to die!

"With such poor physical fitness, she still dared to go upstairs to save people. It seems that Su Mingxi is truly your true love, Master!"

"Hey, stop talking nonsense..."

Ling Ziqian was weak and listless.

Shen Qiaoyan didn't say anything, but unscrewed the bottle and fed Ling Ziqian a few sips of water.

After resting on the grass for a long time, by the time Ling Ziqian recovered, the western sky was filled with a magnificent sunset. The sun had already set, and it was getting dark.

Shen Qiaoyan waved with a smile and went home quickly, leaving Ling Ziqian alone.

"What's going on?" Ling Ziqian stood up wearily and walked home with difficulty.

Back home, everything was as usual.

I sent Dou Xiaorong a message, but she didn't seem to be in the mood to type. She only replied with a voice message, "I hate you!"

That guy's stomach is probably still upset.

Ling Ziqian didn't think too much about it; he was in pain all over and exhausted.

Dou Xiaorong felt extremely uncomfortable in her stomach and slept all afternoon. In the evening, urged by her mother, she reluctantly ate half a bowl of rice.

After finishing her meal, she went back to her room to continue sleeping. In the middle of the night, she woke up from her sleep.

Her stomach wasn't as uncomfortable as before, and she was hungry now, even though she had eaten little for dinner.

I told him the medicine wouldn't work, but Ling Ziqian still made me drink it. I almost died because of him.

Dou Xiaorong harbored deep resentment.

Starving, she got out of bed and decided to get something to eat.

She got out of bed and took a few steps, feeling light and airy all over.

"I'm really hungry," Dou Xiaorong said, touching her stomach.

She touched it and felt something was wrong; why were her pajamas so loose and baggy?

I bought these pajamas a few days ago; could it be that I bought the largest size?

Dou Xiaorong grabbed the extra nightgown, and at that moment, a slender waist appeared before her eyes.

Is this my waist?

Still somewhat confused, she walked toward the bathroom with a question in her mind.

Turn on the light, stand in front of the mirror, and a beautiful girl appears in the mirror.

She had long hair, an oval face, beautiful but somewhat dreamy eyes, a petite figure, and wore an oversized pajama set, making her look like a child dressed in adult clothes.

"what……"

Dou Xiaorong screamed.

She covered her mouth and bit her hand hard.

The pain was excruciating, so real.

This is not a dream, it's reality!

I've lost weight! I've actually lost weight!

Is this really not a dream?

How did I suddenly lose weight and instantly become the person I've always dreamed of?

After much deliberation, Dou Xiaorong remembered the slimming pills Ling Ziqian had given her at noon.

It was so effective! I had wrongly accused him and scolded him all afternoon!

Dou Xiaorong was so excited her heart was about to jump out of her chest!

She took a deep breath, and after a while, found the scale and carefully stepped on it.

The numbers on the scale screen kept changing, and finally, they stopped at 80!

Dou Xiaorong covered her mouth tightly, bit herself again, and almost cried.

It wasn't because of pain, but because of surprise!

Her hands trembled slightly as she shakily pulled out her phone and photographed the numbers on the scale.

I intended to send it to Ling Ziqian.

But after thinking it over carefully, Dou Xiaorong dialed Ling Ziqian's number directly.

She didn't care what time it was; she wanted to tell Ling Ziqian the news as soon as possible, so he could be the first to see her after losing weight!

Dou Xiaorong had longed to lose weight for a long time, and now that she has finally done so, she feels like her dream has come true.

No, not yet, the dream hasn't come true yet!

Chapter 67 A Love That's Incomprehensible and Unpredictable!

Ling Ziqian was awakened from his sleep by his cell phone ringing, and he lazily answered the call.

On the other end of the phone, Dou Xiaorong's voice sounded somewhat strange.

Dou Xiaorong complained that her stomach hurt a lot, which startled Ling Ziqian awake.

Could it be that too much laxative was added and ruined that guy's health?

Ling Ziqian quickly got up, hurriedly dressed, grabbed his bank card with three thousand yuan, and rushed downstairs.

After leaving the cake shop, Ling Ziqian ran towards the neighboring residential area.

Just as I reached the entrance of the residential area, a figure suddenly appeared from the shadows.

Ling Ziqian was startled. The person chuckled, and the voice sounded very familiar.

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