Don't think of rebirth.

Yuan Wuwei's way of expressing kindness is very simple, which is to praise people non-stop. Her family has always adopted an encouraging education style, and she has heard it a lot since she was a child, so she is very familiar with praising people.

As a result, Yao Huarong heard the warmest praise she had received in recent years.

She simply couldn't understand how someone could be praised in so many ways.

Praise her for ordering a healthy combination of meat and vegetables, praise her for having good etiquette when eating, praise her for cherishing food and eating cleanly...

"These things are really insignificant. There's nothing to brag about." Yao Huarong was already a little numb.

After hearing so many compliments, Yao Huarong is no longer as nervous and shy as she was at the beginning. Rather, she is now a little more confident.

Since these are also advantages...it seems that she has quite a lot of advantages?

Yuan Wuwei blinked his eyes: "How can it be insignificant? These are my strengths. Do you think this means that you are a self-disciplined person? Is self-discipline an advantage?"

Yao Huarong reluctantly agreed: "If you put it that way, self-discipline is indeed an advantage, but..."

Yuan Wuwei interrupted her and said, "Are you trying to say that even if it is an advantage, it shouldn't be praised so highly?"

Yao Huarong nodded, and Yuan Wuwei immediately said, "You have to praise me! This way you will know that you are great and others cannot belittle you!"

"Actually, no one is belittling me..." Yao Huarong finally found an opportunity to interrupt.

However, Yuan Wuwei just looked at her straight in the eyes: "You obviously look down on yourself."

Yao Huarong was stunned and couldn't say anything.

Did she look down on herself? She knew that she had a good family background and that her mom and dad loved her very much, although she didn’t have any hobbies or interests to show off and wasn’t good at socializing…

Yao Huarong stopped thinking, and as she thought about it, she began to look for her own shortcomings.

This realization made Yao Huarong fall into silence. She had not even noticed that she was finding fault with herself without realizing it.

Yao Huarong didn't say anything, and Yuan Wuwei didn't know what she was thinking, but Yuan Wuwei would not forget what he should do.

At this time, the two had finished lunch, and Yuan Wuwei took Yao Huarong to the track and field club.

Naturally, no one from the track and field club came to practice at noon. Yao Huarong was originally wondering why Yuan Wuwei brought her here, but then she saw Yuan Wuwei standing in front of the locked club lounge and turned to look at her: "Open the door."

Yao Huarong subconsciously put her right hand into her pocket and held the key: "How do you know I have the key?"

"I found that the sponge bag used for high jump had a tear. I was going to report it to the president, but I was too busy that day to remember it. When I checked the next day, it had been repaired," said Yuan Wuwei.

"I asked the president, and he said that you discovered the problem when you were counting the equipment at night, and fixed it the next day at noon when everyone was away."

"Later, when I was wandering around at noon, I would come to the club to check on you, and I would often see you busy in the lounge, so I guessed you must have the key."

Yao Huarong took out the key from her pocket, opened the door and said slowly: "You know..."

"Yes!" Yuan Wuwei nodded happily, "Not only me, but several other people also know about it. Everyone is very grateful to you!"

However, Yao Huarong usually treated the members in a businesslike manner and was rather introverted, so no one could find an opportunity to thank her specifically.

When they entered the lounge, Yuan Wuwei ran in first.

Yao Huarong was shocked when she saw that she opened someone else's locker after opening her own locker: "That's someone else's locker!"

"It doesn't matter," Yuan Wuwei waved his hand, "She told me a long time ago that if you want to take something for you, you can just open her cabinet."

Something for her? While Yao Huarong was stunned, Yuan Wuwei had already found a few things from the lockers of several other senior students, and excitedly pulled her to sit at the table in the lounge.

“Ding ding—” Yuan Wuwei piled the things he had found in front of Yao Huarong and clapped his hands, “These are all for you!”

There were hand creams with exquisite packaging, lipsticks of the brand that Yao Huarong often used, a pen case tied with a red ribbon, and a genuine leather notebook that she had wanted to buy before but failed to get hold of.

Yuan Wuwei introduced the origins of these gifts one by one, and Yao Huarong realized that someone had noticed that her hands and lips were severely peeling last fall and winter, and someone had also secretly observed her favorite brands of pens and notebooks.

"Logically speaking, as seniors, we should take care of every junior equally, but people always have preferences." Yuan Wuwei said this, still feeling a little guilty.

She could only quietly remind Yao Huarong: "Keep these gifts and don't tell anyone else."

Yao Huarong looked at the gift on the table and pursed her lips: "But I...I posted that on the forum..."

"Let's put things in perspective," Yuan Wuwei said, "We don't want to deny your past efforts. Besides, haven't you already apologized to me?"

Yuan Wuwei added silently in her heart: But she didn't plan to forgive Yao Huarong just like that. Of course, if Yao Huarong could get rid of Lu Chi, she would forgive Yao Huarong for her "reformation".

Yao Huarong didn't say anything else. She just looked at the gifts again and again, touched them lovingly, and finally pushed them back to Yuan Wuwei firmly.

"I can't accept them, or rather, I'm not qualified to accept these gifts now." She lowered her head and clenched her fists on her legs.

The kindness of the seniors made her feel ashamed. Her original intention of coming to the track and field club as an assistant was just to get along with Lu Chi, not to mention that she had always harbored ill will towards Yuan Wuwei.

In this situation, how could she have the nerve to accept the gifts from her seniors?

Yuan Wuwei looked at her, thought for a moment, and said readily, "Okay, I'll tell everyone to give these gifts to the president before you leave. When you feel you are qualified to accept them, go ask the president for them."

Yao Huarong wanted to say that she didn’t know how long she would have to wait, but when she looked up and saw Yuan Wuwei’s serious expression, she closed her mouth again.

This time, she truly felt the favor from her seniors.

It was obvious that she had done something wrong, but Yuan Wuwei was still willing to help her and was still grateful for her past efforts.

Yao Huarong felt like crying again, but this time it was out of guilt and shame.

She held back, mainly because if she cried now, Yuan Wuwei would definitely comfort her, and she didn't want to make Yuan Wuwei worry about her anymore.

Yuan Wuwei was busy putting the gifts back into their respective cabinets and did not notice Yao Huarong's expression. When she turned around and came back, Yao Huarong's mood had calmed down.

"If there's nothing else, let's go." Yuan Wuwei said.

Yao Huarong nodded quickly. She followed Yuan Wuwei out of the club lounge, locked the door, and then mustered up the courage to say, "Senior, I..."

She wanted to say that she would reflect on her mentality and that Yuan Wuwei didn't have to accompany her every day. She didn't want to delay Yuan Wuwei's study time.

But before she could finish her words, a male voice suddenly sounded beside her.

"Senior Yuan?" Lu Chi's voice was full of surprise. He took a few steps closer and saw Yao Huarong next to Yuan Wuwei. He hesitated and added, "Huarong, why are you here too?"

Yao Huarong felt bitter in her heart. It sounded as if these words were saying that she shouldn't be here.

It’s just that Yuan Wuwei had no intention of acting out any youth pain literature.

She said bluntly, "What do you mean? Can't I be with Yao Huarong? Isn't she an assistant in our club? Why can't she show up at the entrance of the club?"