Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Lai Lin sat down and looked at the books on Shang Qing's desk in surprise: "New books?"

Shang Qing, who was in a good mood, also found Lai Lin more pleasing to the eye and nodded, "Yeah, that's great."

"Yeah. Why did you pick it up now?" Lai Lin nodded. He was a little puzzled. Aren't these books always distributed in advance? Why did she pick it up now?

"I'm happy to!" Shang Qing didn't want to say that she, in the past, had torn up all those calligraphy and paintings. She didn't want to think about it.

Lai Lin, of course, didn't know that Shang Qing had spent real money to buy all these books and exercise books. It was a lot of money. Shang Qing felt a pang of pain. With a wistful look on her face, she stroked the pages with her fingers, cherishing them even more.

"Oh, it's not easy for me." Shang Qing shouted, leaned forward, and lay on her pile of precious books. She hugged them, rubbed them, and sighed for her life. Is it easy for her to fill the hole she dug in the past?

Seeing Shang Qing's unhappy face, Lai Lin frowned even more. She was saying it wasn't easy. Was it very hard for her every day? Yes, sometimes Shang Qing would be so tired that she would fall asleep on the table.

The more Lai Lin thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Thinking back to what he had just said in the principal's office, it seemed like the amount he had given wasn't enough.

If Shang Qing knew what he was thinking, she would definitely roll her eyes at her silly deskmate. Who said you can't sleep on the desk after class? She didn't sleep during class! Besides, she was just conserving her energy, which would help her listen better in class.

Except for a small incident in Chinese class, Shang Qing felt comfortable in all classes.

The reason is very simple. Her copying was done with the help of Ji Xun, and she was worried that the fathead fish would find out.

As Fathead fish held her pages, flipping them over and over again, her heart leaped into her throat. Then Fathead fish bared his large, white teeth at her and said, "Well, not bad, quite serious. Even though it's just copying, there's not a single mistake. Very good."

The moment Shang Qing's heart settled back into her stomach, her body relaxed, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Yeah! My little Xun, you're amazing. From now on, all the copying tasks will be yours to help your beloved sister share.

Ji Xun, who was reading at home, rubbed his nose. Was he going to catch a cold recently? He felt like sneezing.

The moment the school bell rang, Shang Qing had already packed her schoolbag. When the bell stopped ringing, she just stepped out of the classroom door.

Everyone is already used to it.

Sure enough, any incredible thing will become commonplace when you see it more often.

Shang Qing rushed out to buy lychees and prawns at the supermarket. She was a woman of her word.

While eating the shrimp in the bowl that Ji Xun peeled for her, Shang Qing was angrily listing the annoying things about her deskmate Lai Lin.

"He actually said I have an IQ problem!" Shang Qing bit the shrimp meat viciously, as if biting the annoying guy. "Humph, I don't know how to do that problem, but the teacher also said that only five students could solve it."

"That's right. There are more than 60 people in the class, but only five of them were able to solve it. That means it's very difficult." Seeing her granddaughter's angry look, Grandma Kang hurried to comfort her.

Shang Qing looked at Grandma Kang with sparkling eyes and nodded vigorously: "Grandma, Grandma, right? You see, you understand. So many people can't do it, and he can mock me by doing it..."

"Sister, you got the royalties, but he didn't. You are much better than him." Ji Xun peeled another one and put it in her bowl.

Shang Qing's eyes were full of water and stars. Look, look, this little brother of hers is really awesome. He has good taste!

"That's right. Isn't what we're eating Qingqing's royalties? Wow, it's so delicious." Grandma Kang happily chewed the prawns. "How could it be so good? My granddaughter bought it with her royalties. How meaningful!"

"Xiao Xun, please peel another one for me." Shang Qing's mood improved, and her focus returned to the starting point. She liked Ji Xun's hands so much. They looked even better when his fingers were peeling shrimp.

Ji Xun smiled helplessly. There was another big red shrimp on his finger. He peeled the shrimp gracefully and flexibly. He was so good.

Grandma Kang shook her head helplessly and warned Shang Qing: "Qingqing, don't bully Xiao Xun."

"Grandma, I love peeling shrimp. Let me peel one for you, too."

Ji Xun speaks in a gentle voice and has a good temper that makes you want to bully him. What should you do?

"Xiao Xun, I want to eat lychees..."

"Okay. It will be ready soon." Ji Xun smiled slightly, his eyes full of tenderness.

Grandma Kang is used to peeling and eating them herself, but the old lady eats everything in moderation. After eating a few, she won’t eat any more and goes to the kitchen to prepare lunch for the next day.

Soon, a transparent plate was placed next to Shang Qing. The plate was filled with round, milky white and transparent lychees, which were fragrant and mouth-watering.

Ji Xun took the wet wipe and handed it to her. Shang Qing, who was writing homework at her desk, stopped writing, took it, and wiped it. Ji Xun naturally took the used one and threw it into the trash can.

Shang Qing picked up a plump lychee with her fingers and dropped it accurately into her mouth. The juices burst in her mouth. It was so sweet and delicious. She couldn't help but praise it, "So tender, smooth, and sweet. It's so delicious."

"Come on, Xiao Xun, open your mouth." Shang Qing naturally picked up another one and handed it to Ji Xun's mouth, watching him open his lips and bite it in.

"It's delicious. It's delicious."

Ji Xun nodded, the sweet taste lingering on his tongue.

He still remembered that when Ji Xun had just woken up, Shang Qing was fully responsible for everything he ate. He had also eaten lychees before, and at that time, Shang Qing had peeled the lychees herself, handed them to him, and watched him eat them, one after another.

And now? He still ate the lychee that was handed to him, but there was only one, and he peeled it himself.

It seems like this sister likes to be lazy more and more.

"Huh? Why aren't you eating anymore?" Shang Qing, who was enjoying her meal, noticed Ji Xun, who was in a daze. "Come on, have another one. Open your mouth."

Ji Xun wanted to laugh, so he obediently opened his mouth and ate it. This one was seedless, and even sweeter, not overpoweringly sweet, but refreshingly sweet, not greasy. He liked it, too.

Grandma Kang told them not to eat more. Shang Qing obeyed and focused on the test paper.

"Hey? What did the teacher say then?" Shang Qing paused, sat down, and stared at the question Lai Lin had ridiculed. She was stunned. Could it be that she really had an IQ problem? She wanted to cry.

Ji Xun came forward, glanced at it casually, and said, "Sister, I know the answer to this question."

"Ah? Xiao Xun, you can do it too! You can actually do it too?" Shang Qing cried out, a look of sorrow on his face, "Is there really something wrong with my IQ?!"

Ji Xun's mouth twitched again and again. Why was this sentence so strange? But seeing Shang Qing's face full of despair and sorrow, why was it so inexplicably cute and funny?