Wang Jiayue hunched over at her seat, from Zhao ii’s angle, she looked like a seedling battered by the elents, nearly withered, pitiful yet leaving one unsure of how to lend a helping hand.
Add so water, and it might swell up; add so soil, and it seems it might be easily bent by a slight pressure.
Zhao ii glimpsed the overlapping footprints on the back of Wang Jiayue’s school uniform, recalling the empty, helpless, yet slightly hopeful look she saw through the disarray of hair when she found her lying on the bathroom floor earlier.
Zhao ii’s heart trembled fiercely. For the first ti in her life, she felt a desire to help soone, not just because of Da Bao’s initial request, but from a genuine hope to offer her modest strength to assist.
After the English class, Zhao ii stood up.
Xu Xu hurriedly reached out to stop her: "ii, where are you going?"
Zhao ii glanced at him: "To get sothing."
Xu Xu imdiately followed: "I’ll go with you."
Zhao ii nodded.
Zhao ii collected a bottle of red dicine and a pack of ice bags from the dical room, signed her na and class, then led Xu Xu outside.
Xu Xu looked at the distinct and fair outline of Zhao ii’s profile and suddenly smiled: "ii, you’re really kind."
Zhao ii raised her eyebrows at him: "Let’s all play together with her from now on, okay?"
Xu Xu nodded and took the dical bag from Zhao ii’s hand: "I’ll do as you say."
Wang Jiayue sat shrunken in her seat, silently looking down at the pages of her book, now blurry and unclear, when suddenly a package was thrown onto her desk, startling her. She looked up to et Zhao ii’s gaze.
Zhao ii had slender eyes with pitch-black pupils, her eye corners slightly upswept, and her thin eyelids habitually drooped a bit when looking at people, making her dark eyes look cool and particularly stylish.
Wang Jiayue glanced at the black plastic bag on the desk, unable to see what’s inside.
Zhao ii leaned against her desk, reached into the bag, and pulled out a small round bottle, a pack of cotton swabs, and a pack of ice bags.
Wang Jiayue looked at these items, her heart montarily rising to her throat, staring at Zhao ii, her voice stuck in her throat, unable to speak.
Zhao ii opened the bottle cap, tore open the cotton swab bag, dipped a swab in the red dicine, and suddenly reached out to grab Wang Jiayue’s chin. Her fingers were warm, her nails trimd round and neat, very clean, with a faint pale pink.
Wang Jiayue didn’t dare to move, letting her gently dab the cotton swab on her face. The icy touch cautiously pressed against her swollen skin, a bit painful and itchy.
From start to end, Zhao ii didn’t say a word, focusing intently as if she was painting, only after using up three cotton swabs did she pack everything up, took the ice bag, and placed it in Wang Jiayue’s hand.
The cold temperature made Wang Jiayue shiver slightly.
Zhao ii’s warm hand held Wang Jiayue’s, guiding her to press it on the most swollen part of her forehead.
Wang Jiayue’s hand was cold, her head hurt intensely, yet she didn’t dare to move.
After finishing everything, Zhao ii looked satisfied at Wang Jiayue and said, "I’ve applied dicine on your face injuries, rember to handle the body ones yourself at ho. This red dicine works particularly well; whenever I got bruises, my mom would put this on . Use the ice bag to compress your forehead, it will help reduce the swelling faster."
Wang Jiayue’s eyes were swollen like two peaches, looking at Zhao ii in shock and disbelief.
Zhao ii gave her a slight smile and said, "Wang Jiayue, let’s play together from now on. Xu Xu and I are willing to be your friends."
Zhao ii reached back for Xu Xu, who was following behind her. Xu Xu stepped forward, extending a hand to Wang Jiayue, his hand long and slender, with distinct joints, and his fair complexion shimring slightly under the sunlight.
Wang Jiayue stared blankly.
Suddenly, Zhao ii reached out, taking her hand first, followed by Xu Xu’s, wrapping both warm hands tightly around hers.
Wang Jiayue stared at the three hands tightly clasped together, tears welling up uncontrollably, bringing a faint blush to her pale face.
Through her blurred vision, Wang Jiayue only saw two sincere smiling faces. That day, Zhao ii and Xu Xu formally beca good friends with Wang Jiayue.
The three of them beca inseparable, competing to study hard in class, walking together in breaks, and during P.E., there was always a little tail behind Zhao ii; Xu Xu and Wang Jiayue were always with her.
That noon, the three of them had lunch together. Wang Jiayue watched as Zhao ii and Xu Xu placed their lunch boxes together, picking vegetables they liked from each other’s boxes, her eyes wide open.
Wang Jiayue’s lunch was always bread, sausage, and milk bought from the school’s supermarket, occasionally replaced by Eight-Treasure Congee and biscuits.
Zhao ii took half of her food and placed it on the lunch box lid, handed it to Wang Jiayue, and tore half a piece of bread from her hand, smiling as she said, "Try my mom’s cooking."
Wang Jiayue carefully ate every grain of rice on the lunch box lid that day and then whispered, "ii, your mom’s cooking is really good."
During the afternoon class, Zhao ii secretly whispered to Xu Xu, "Why do I feel like Wang Jiayue is a lot like your Dodo at ho?"
Xu Xu glanced at Wang Jiayue, who was looking down at her book, and softly agreed, "Kind of like."
Zhao ii laughed, feeling a sense of relief.
During evening study, Zhao ii stealthily sent a text ssage to her Brother Yangyang in her desk’s inner compartnt, and almost as soon as she sent it, a new ssage arrived, not even a second apart.
Zhao ii’s fingers trembled slightly, the tingly sensation quickly spreading from her fingers to her heart, she excitedly checked her inbox.
Shi Yang: I’ll co to pick you up after school tonight.
Zhao ii’s heart instantly blood with vibrant fireworks, dazzling colors so bright they left her feeling both thrilled and dizzy.
Smack! Sothing hit the back of her head.
Zhao ii turned around angrily, staring straight into Zhang Zhao’s mischievous smile.
Zhao ii bared her teeth, silently asking: What are you doing!
Zhang Zhao suddenly raised his hand, tossing a package precisely onto her desk; Zhao ii took a closer look and found it was a pack of peanut candy.
Zhao ii held the candy and turned to look at Zhang Zhao.
Zhang Zhao moved his lips: For you.
Zhao ii hesitated for a mont, then nodded: Thanks.
Zhao ii tore open the candy bag, wrapped a few pieces in a page of exercise paper, and had a classmate pass it to Wang Jiayue, splitting the rest with Xu Xu.
Xu Xu pinched a piece of candy, glanced back at Zhang Zhao, his eyes dark and cool, with a hidden displeasure.
Zhang Zhao also looked at him, his black eyes narrowing slightly, then suddenly grinning widely, a smile full of obvious sarcasm and a touch of disdain.
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