Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Ji Xun's health was weak. Although he had taken good care of himself over the past few months, he couldn't withstand the harsh winter weather. He ran frantically through the snow and ice for over an hour in a plush sweatshirt.

Besides, he had been very focused and busy for four days and had not eaten properly. He was completely torturing his body for no reason.

When he got up the next morning, he felt limp all over and was pushed back into bed by Grandma Kang and Shang Qing.

Shang Qing was naturally responsible for requesting leave. He only needed to lie down at home and rest well.

She watched Ji Xun eat breakfast and fed him medicine. Shang Qing repeatedly reminded him to listen to Grandma Kang before she went to school to study without worry.

Grandma Kang got angry again and slapped his quilt angrily, but she couldn't bear to hit him.

Ji Xun knew he was wrong, having caused the old man to worry and fret. He sensibly lay down and caught up on some sleep. He had been exhausted, both mentally and physically, for a while now. He'd just consider it a good day to recharge his batteries.

He hugged the stuffed bear, resting his cheek against it and slowly closed his eyes. Gradually, his breathing became steady and he fell asleep.

Knowing that Ji Xun had fallen asleep, Grandma Kang also began to clean the house quietly.

When several elderly people came one after another, Grandma Kang told them at the door that Ji Xun was sick and resting, and asked them to speak in a low voice.

Ji Xun, who had slept for the whole morning, did not hear any sound. He slept soundly for the whole morning and only opened his eyes slowly at noon.

In the dim room, everything was quiet and beautiful. He placed the teddy bear beside him, supported himself with his arms, and slowly sat up.

Grandma Kang gently opened the door and saw Ji Xun slowly sitting up. Her voice returned to normal and she said to Shang Qing on the other end of the phone, "Hey? Qingqing, little Xun just woke up."

"Grandma, is that my sister?" Ji Xun no longer felt particularly uncomfortable, and his mental state was much better.

Grandma Kang nodded, walked forward and handed the phone to Ji Xun.

"Hey, Xiao Xun, are you feeling better now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" The voice on the other end was soft, and tried to be as quiet as possible, more like coaxing a baby.

Ji Xun's mouth curled up, his eyes were full of smiles, and his voice was still hoarse from just waking up: "I'm much better, sister, don't worry."

"Yeah, that's good. Drink more water, your throat will feel better. Also, I've already told grandma that I'll make you steamed fish and stir-fried shrimp today. You have to eat more so you can get better faster. Got it?"

Ji Xun still nodded, but the sound of his humming became even hoarser.

Sure enough, his sister always observed the people and things she cared about so carefully.

Even though he said he didn't want to eat fish, she still discovered the fact that he liked fish and shrimp.

The shrimps are not bought ready-made, but are peeled from fresh large shrimps. Grandma Kang believes that the shrimps you buy are not good, and fresh large shrimps are healthier.

Grandma Kang said that they peeled the shrimps together two days ago, just to make them for Ji Xun when he came back.

His head was slightly lowered, so Grandma Kang couldn't see the slightly red corners of his eyes, his watery pupils, and his slightly trembling hands that were clutching the quilt.

At noon, Ji Xun ate two bowls of rice and a lot of dishes. He was very happy. As long as his sister gave him food, he would think it was particularly delicious and had a good appetite.

Seeing that he was eating so happily, Grandma Kang felt relieved.

Ji Xun sent me some delicious food photos. The composition, angles, and colors are all good.

Shang Qing is very satisfied with Ji Xun's current photography skills. She has trained him well. Look at how professional the food photos he took are.

Shang Qing truly doesn't consider herself shameless. Her photography skills shouldn't be described as "level," but rather: What kind of camera paw is that? Are you sure a human hand can achieve this? Are you sure it wasn't a spirited gorilla randomly tapping away with a phone?

This is Xue Xuelin’s evaluation of her photography skills.

They'd been out together several times before, and she still remembered how confident she was in her photography. Seeing her confidence, she'd given her full authority. But then, when she and Su Zhaozhao finally asked Shang Qing for a few photos to post on WeChat Moments, they were practically devastated. Even just one usable photo would have been fine. But what the hell were these?! Where did Shang Qing get the photos she usually posted on WeChat Moments from?

Since then, the two girls have never used Shang Qing, the master, again! They've only heard of boyfriends taking photos of their girlfriends that look like ghosts, but they never expected that their best friend, who's so proficient in so many things, wouldn't be able to take good portraits. Who could have imagined that?

Because the three of us had agreed to eat spicy noodles in the cafeteria at noon today, we didn't bring any lunch.

Since Shang Qing was reborn, the number of times he had eaten in the school cafeteria could be counted on five fingers.

"It's delicious. We have delicious food in our cafeteria too." Su Zhaozhao took a bite of bean curd sheets and sighed happily.

Shang Qing agreed and took a sip of the spicy hot pot soup. It was a blessing. The spicy soup was delicious.

Xue Xuelin ate in small bites without making any comments. The reason was simple: she still liked the spicy noodles made by her aunt. Eating them occasionally was fine, but if she ate them more than once, she would go crazy.

But seeing her two little sisters enjoying their meal, she would definitely not spoil their fun.

"But, the milk tea is really hard to drink." Shang Qing took a sip and couldn't help but complain.

Xue Xuelin and Su Zhaozhao both nodded in agreement. Ever since they drank the milk tea that Ji Xun made for Shang Qing, they had become addicted to that unique taste.

Although the milk tea in some milk tea shops tastes okay, it always feels a little off. Not to mention the low-quality milk tea in the school cafeteria.

After lunch, the three of them prepared to leave. As they stood up, a girl nearly bumped into Shang Qing. Luckily, Shang Qing was quick to grab the plate and wrap an arm around her waist, steadying her and preventing her from falling. More importantly, the plate didn't fall on Shang Qing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The girl hurriedly stepped out of Shang Qing's arms and apologized in a panic. When she looked up and saw that it was Shang Qing, this beautiful and delicate girl, the girl she particularly liked and admired, she was even more at a loss.

Looking at the girl who kept apologizing humbly, Shang Qing felt a little distressed when she saw her sweating from fear. She quickly waved her hands and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay. I didn't bump into you. Just go away."

"Thank you...thank you." The girl raised her pale face and looked at Shang Qing's spring-like smile. After a single glance, she quickly lowered her head and ran away.

"Huh?" Shang Qing frowned as he watched the slender girl staggering away. Why did it seem like she had missed some important information?

"Qingqing, let's go."

Xue Xuelin patted Shang Qing's shoulder and found that Shang Qing was still staring at the direction where the girl ran away. She asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Shang Qing finally came to his senses and looked at Xue Xuelin and Su Zhaozhao, who were both looking confused. He then returned to his normal state and said with a smile, "Nothing. Let's go back to the classroom."

The question of what important information was overlooked had long been forgotten by Shang Qing as far as Java.