Meng Yan's Transformation

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, mist formed in his eyes. His fingertips stroked the door frame, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked at Zhan Mengyan through the crack in the door. There was an indescribable tenderness and bitterness in his eyes.

"Zhan Mengyan is the strongest girl. She endures all the sufferings alone without saying anything..." Zhang Xincheng spoke in a low voice as if he was afraid of disturbing Zhan Mengyan. His throat choked for a moment. He pursed his lips, trying to suppress the emotions that surged up, but his eyes were still red. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but the tears in his eyes became more and more obvious, and finally turned into a tear that slid down silently...

Zhan Xincheng raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes and took a deep breath, but his voice was still hoarse: "When I saw Zhan Mengyan chewing on that icy piece of rice, I wanted to protect her...but I was too incompetent..."

Zhang Xincheng's voice became softer and softer, and finally became almost a breath, as if he couldn't continue, and his shoulders trembled slightly, as if the heartache and guilt had made him breathless.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xincheng added in a low voice: "Zhan Mengyan is actually... very sensible..."

While speaking, Zhang Xincheng finally couldn't help but turn his face away, his fingers digging into the wall so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Tears fell on the back of my hand, burning my heart...

"Zhang Xincheng, you are too sentimental, aren't you? Zhan Mengyan was obviously eating meat buns happily, with oil hanging from the corners of her mouth. Have you watched too many sad dramas? Are you too immersed in the drama? Or are you preparing to apply for a drama school for the college entrance examination and performing your acting talent in front of me? Very good, I give you full marks - I was almost moved to tears by your performance! I see, Zhan Mengyan must have made a lot of money recently, and the food here is much better than the food in our school cafeteria! Look at how she enjoys eating... How can she be someone who can go hungry for days? You said she ate ice rice and salted radish strips. If that were the case, she would have asked me for help a long time ago, or given up going to high school and ran back home. I only believe what I see with my own eyes. This is called hearing is false, seeing is believing!"

As Zhan Zixun spoke, he frowned, narrowed his eyes, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head gently, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He was obviously skeptical about the information Zhang Xincheng said.

"Classmate! Who are you looking for?"

When Zhan Mengyan's classmates came back from lunch, they saw Zhang Xincheng and Zhan Zixun standing in front of the door.

Zhan Mengyan heard the questions from her classmates outside the door. She looked up and saw Zhan Zixun through the crack in the door. She walked out of the classroom happily.

"When did you two come? Why didn't you knock on the door to call me?"

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she looked at the two of them with surprise.

Zhan Mengyan stood in front of the two men. She had two dark circles under her eyes like blood clots, and tiny white scabs on the skin at the corners of her mouth. When the sun shone sideways, she could see the dandruff between the hairs on her cheeks. She looked like unglazed pottery. Her face was pale, and her skin was no longer as delicate and smooth as before...

"Zhan Mengyan, you eat meat buns every day. Such a good meal, how did you get yourself into this state? What have you been busy with these days?"

When Zhan Zixun spoke, he stared at Zhan Mengyan with an incredible look on his face.

"I just haven't slept well recently, but I'll be fine in a few days. What did you two have for lunch? I have two buns left, one for each of you."

While Zhan Mengyan was speaking, she turned around and went back to the classroom to get the buns.

"The sorghum rice and cabbage soup we ate were awful!"

When Zhan Zixun spoke, his face was full of dissatisfaction and complaints.

"Here, one for each of you. These buns are delicious."

While Zhan Mengyan was speaking, she handed the buns to the two of them.

Zhan Zixun handed over the bun and swallowed it in one gulp.

"It's delicious! It's really delicious! It's much better than sorghum rice. Sister Mengyan, do you have any more? Give some to Brother Zixun!"

While Zhan Zixun was talking, he tried to snatch the bun from Zhan Mengyan's other hand.

"Brother Zixun, this bun is for Zhang Xincheng. You can each have one. I'll let you eat all yours."

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she handed the bun to Zhang Xincheng: "Take it quickly, or else you will be eaten by the bun if it is snatched away."

"I don't want it. You can save it for dinner. My mom asked someone to bring me a lot of buns. I still have some. I'll give you six. You can eat two in the morning and two at noon. Let Zhan Zixun eat one at night, and you will only have one. You won't have enough to eat at night. I also ate buns at noon. I was too full. I can't eat anymore now..."

While speaking, Zhang Xincheng touched his stomach, which seemed to be very full.

Zhan Zixun was just about to take the bun from Zhan Mengyan's hand, but after hearing what Zhang Xincheng said, he withdrew his outstretched hand.

"Zhan Mengyan, you eat three meals of steamed buns a day?! And you make yourself look pale and skinny? Zhang Xincheng, you gave Zhan Mengyan six big steamed buns, why didn't you give me one? Why are you so partial? Let's go back to the dormitory quickly, let me see how many steamed buns you secretly hid?!"

While Zhan Zixun was speaking, he grabbed Zhang Xincheng by the collar and walked away.