Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

When Shang Qing returned to the classroom, her nose and eyes were red.

Actually, nothing happened, it just didn't look good.

"Qingqing, how are you?" Xue Xuelin and Su Zhaozhao gathered around Shang Qing after class.

During the morning reading class, they really had no way to follow the students to the infirmary. They had run to the door under pressure, but were blocked by Fatty Yao.

I can only attend class obediently.

Now that Shang Qing is back, they can finally feel relieved.

"It's okay, it's okay. Isn't this good enough? The school doctor has already fixed it for me." Shang Qing said happily, with a red nose. She was not ugly, but rather very cute.

"Qingda, you should pray recently. My grandma said this is called a bloody disaster."

Zhang Qi was serious, thinking that Shang Qing seemed to have been injured several times recently.

"You have a jinx! Bah bah bah!" Xue Xuelin slapped Zhang Qi.

"Am I wrong? Didn't Qingda injured his hand a few days ago?" Zhang Qiman stiffened his neck reasonably, which meant that he was right.

Shang Qing felt a little embarrassed. That hand incident was actually quite embarrassing.

At that time, she wanted to eat an apple, but the apple was too big and she couldn't eat the whole one, so she wanted to share it with Ji Xun.

Then, she took a fruit knife and aimed it at the apple. It was a simple thing, but for some reason, the apple moved and the knife went down. A slight pain immediately came from her finger. Her finger was cut by the knife, not deeply, but it also bled.

Ji Xun, who was preparing for the competition in the room, heard her cry of pain and ran out in a hurry. Seeing the blood on her finger, he insisted on taking her to the hospital.

Why would you need to go to the hospital for such a minor injury? Despite Shang Qing's repeated assurances that it was fine, Ji Xun wrapped the finger into a bulging lump, resembling a carrot and looking incredibly unsightly. They were surrounded by onlookers at school.

Of course, her hands were directly taken care of by Ji Xun.

Washing the face was easy. Ji Xun was responsible for helping to wipe the wet hands. The towel was gentle and flexible under his fingers, as if he had done it many times, patiently and carefully.

Her little claws looked delicate and white under Ji Xun's slender and beautiful fingers. But she still liked Ji Xun's hands, with their distinct joints, slender and white.

These hands are perfect for playing the piano. If he lived in a family that loved him very much, would his parents let him learn piano? Shang Qing thought weakly, having long forgotten the pain of the wound.

Shang Qing didn't want to explain Zhang Qi's question about her injured hand. After all, cutting an apple would leave a cut. If he told her about it, he would be laughed at again.

She also gloriously didn't bathe for two days. Shang Qing didn't say anything, and she didn't allow Ji Xun to say anything either. Naturally, no one knew.

But today, her nose was bleeding, which just confirmed that she seemed to have had a bloody disaster recently.

Later, she found out the culprit behind the accident was Zhang Qing. Shang Qing was speechless and helpless. What was wrong with this little white lotus? What had she done to provoke her? Why did she have to pick on her?

Shang Qing had wanted to look for her, but to her surprise, Zhang Qing had transferred to another school and hadn't been back since. This was truly bizarre.

But Shang Qing remembered that in the previous life, this little white lotus had done well in the exams and was admitted to a good university.

I stopped thinking about it. I couldn't hide my nosebleed this time. Who could have imagined that a simple bump while playing would cause a nosebleed? Is Lai Lin's chest made of iron? Oh well, let's just be embarrassed.

What Shang Qing didn't know was that gossip spread so quickly because it was so fabricated that the meaning could be completely different from the first person who passed it on to the last person who heard it.

When the incident reached the second year of high school, it had become like this:

"Have you heard? Senior Shang Qing..."

"Huh? What's going on? What happened, Senior?"

"Senior likes Senior Lai Lin."

"How did you know?"

"Everyone in their class saw it. Today, when the senior saw Senior Lai Lin coming into the class, she threw herself into his arms, hugged his narrow waist, and even started bleeding from her nose."

"Ah? Is it so exciting? Woohoo, senior's waist... wow, wow, I can do it!"

"Senior Shang Qing likes Senior Lai Lin's style?"

"If it were me, I'd like him too. Look, Senior Lai Lin is not only handsome, but also a good student, and he comes from a better family. In short, in every way, he's really the best choice."

"Right, right, right. Look, Senior Lai Lin has never been nice to any girl. Only senior sisters can chase him and beat him up! That gentle smile definitely means he likes her!"

"Yes, yes, yes. That day, when the senior sister was injured, it was Senior Lai Lin who carried her to the infirmary."

"Isn't it? He said that the senior was also scared today and dragged the senior sister to the infirmary."

"Later, when the two came back, they were talking and laughing. They must have established a relationship."

"Wow, wow, it would be awesome if those two could be together."

"God's perfect match. My youth."

Several girls were chattering away, already immersed in their own fantasy world.

Ji Xun heard all this when he came back from outside. He retracted his leg that was about to step in and stood at the side of the door. He didn't go in, but just listened quietly. His heart sank a little, and his fingers clenched into fists.

For some reason, he didn't want her to like Lai Lin, no matter how outstanding Lai Lin was, he didn't want that!

Ji Xun now wanted to check on Shang Qing's situation, so he turned around and ran downstairs.

"Lailin, how do you do this question?" Shang Qing turned her head and pushed the question book to Lailin who was looking at his phone.

Lai Lin put down his phone and moved a stool so that he and Shang Qing could sit closer.

He looked at the problem. It was a big math question. It wasn't difficult. In the past, he would have definitely said Shang Qing was too stupid for not being able to solve such a simple problem. But now, he just quietly examined the problem, then took out a pen, marked it, wrote on it, and patiently explained it to Shang Qing. If she didn't understand something, he would patiently explain it again.

When Ji Xun appeared at the door, this was the scene he saw.

Shang Qing and Lai Lin were very close to each other, their heads almost touching, and they were talking about something.

Shang Qing even patted Lai Lin with a smile, and Lai Lin's eyes showed pampering and indulgence towards Shang Qing.

Ji Xun lowered his eyes slightly and stopped his steps to step in. His usually gentle face was gone, replaced by a cold and noble look that kept people at a distance.

"Hey, Ji Xun, come to see your sister." Zhang Qi, who was about to enter the classroom, saw Ji Xun and greeted him with a smile.

Ji Xun ignored him, his expression stern, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, his jawline tense, and he turned and left with his long legs.

"Eh? That's weird." Zhang Qi muttered and entered the classroom.

Ji Xun was acting strangely today. Usually, he was rather indifferent, but he always greeted them gently.

Today, it was obvious that he was in a bad mood. He looked so cold, as if he was freezing to death. Could it be that the two siblings had a quarrel?

Zhang Qi looked at Shang Qing's desk. She was already hunched over her desk, absorbed in thinking about the problem. Judging from her expression, it didn't look like they had been arguing.

Without thinking any more, Zhang Qi had already gone to play with his friends.

No one knew that Ji Xun had ever been to Class 13 of Grade 3. No one knew how bewildered and helpless Ji Xun felt at that moment.