The daily life of a crazy female supporting character trying to redeem herself.

But then the boy brought his face close to hers, revealing a roguish grin.

"I really want to get to know you."

It was only then that Liang Qing realized something was wrong. Could it be that the "actors" were eager to add more scenes?

Shouldn't they take the money, do the job, and leave work early?

The phone rang at that moment, the screen lit up, and a message came in: The target has not appeared.

Liang Qing suddenly realized that she had made a mistake; the group of people she had hired had not found her at all.

Liang Qing unconsciously tightened her grip on her phone, then thought about her current situation.

She glanced at the group of people; there were about seven or eight of them in total. If she turned and ran now, would it be too late?

However, these people didn't seem to have any hostility towards her.

So why bring her here in the first place?

She pondered to herself, her expression becoming somewhat serious.

Looking at the serious-looking girl in front of him, Qin Zhoumu withdrew his smile. After thinking for a moment, he felt that his previous words were a bit ambiguous and could easily be misunderstood.

Realizing this, he awkwardly hurriedly explained, "No, that's not what I meant."

"What does that mean?" Liang Qing was also puzzled.

The governor of Qin looked somewhat embarrassed, and stammered for a long time, unable to find a way to explain.

Liang Qing didn't really take his words to heart; his tone was nonchalant and mostly meant as a joke.

Even if he genuinely wanted to understand her, it was none of her business.

She has only one purpose in staying in this world: to win over the four male protagonists and complete her mission. She doesn't want to care about anything else.

So she interrupted Qin Zhoumu's incoherent ramblings. To be honest, she had been listening for a while and still didn't know what he was saying.

"What do you want from me?"

Governor Qin, having recovered from the earlier daze, coughed lightly, covering his mouth with his hand, somewhat embarrassed, "It's nothing."

He couldn't say why.

Liang Qing sighed and rubbed her forehead. Why bring her here in such a big fuss if there's nothing wrong?

But she decided against it. If they really caused trouble, she might not be able to get out of this alley. She looked at the person in front of her who seemed to be the leader and tentatively asked, "Can I leave now?"

He thought for a moment, then finally agreed, giving her a meaningful look. "You can go now."

"Oh." Liang Qing also left without stopping.

As Qin Zhoumu watched her disappearing figure, he felt a sense of relief; he had been worried that she would press him for details.

As Liang Qing left, the group of teenagers stopped standing in one group and scattered, gathering around Governor Qin and chatting amongst themselves.

Blue Hair was the first to ask, his big head full of confusion, "Brother Mu, what's going on?"

Qin Zhoumu rolled his eyes at him, "I haven't even asked you yet. I told you to go and bring her here by yourself. Why did you bring so many people?"

Blue Hair chuckled twice, "I just thought you, Brother Mu, were also lusting after Liang, the school beauty, and wanted to chat her up, so I'm just filling in for you."

"..."

Governor Qin was somewhat dazed as he recalled the rather shocking scene from earlier.

He had been feeling a bit sleepy, and although he found their actions strange, he didn't say anything immediately.

Since Liang Qingren had already arrived, he naturally went to see her first.

After a moment of silence, he asked with some difficulty, "Was the idea of ​​standing in two rows yours too?"

Huang Mao chimed in, looking quite smug: "Yeah, isn't it incredibly imposing? We even specially picked a few cool guys to make sure Brother Mu has the right presence."

Qin Zhoumu laughed in exasperation. He put his arms around one of them and gritted his teeth, "Don't give me such terrible ideas again."

"Also, I don't have those kinds of feelings for her."

……

The next day, Liang Qing got up very early and prepared lunch boxes for herself and Song Zhiji.

She made up her mind that even if Song Zhiji wanted to throw her lunchbox away, she would shamelessly arrange for him to have it properly made.

Although he dumped her yesterday afternoon, he did save her life after all.

When she arrived at school with her heavy schoolbag, she discovered that Song Zhiji had not come to class.

Xiaoqi is currently undergoing a hibernation upgrade, so I haven't been able to ask it.

Song Zhiji usually keeps to himself and doesn't have any close friends, so he really didn't know who to ask for help.

In the end, Liang Qing had no choice but to go to the office to find out what was going on.

She used the excuse of delivering homework to Song Zhiji to elicit information from the homeroom teacher. The teacher looked at her with satisfaction and praised her for being helpful. In the end, the teacher revealed all of Song Zhiji's secrets.

The homeroom teacher told Liang Qing that Song Zhiji needed to be hospitalized for a week due to a stomach ailment and would not be able to attend school during that time.

Under Liang Qing's questioning, the homeroom teacher told Song Zhiji the hospital's location and contact information.

Before leaving, he gave her a few more instructions, telling her to send her some words of comfort when she went to see Song Zhiji.

Liang Qing nodded mechanically, and seemed somewhat dazed as he left the office.

……

The boy sat on the hospital bed, leaning against the headboard, with half of his body covered by the blanket.

This was a VIP ward, and he was the only one in the room. It was so quiet that the only sounds were the dripping of the IV drip and the turning of pages in a book.

Song Zhiji rubbed his eyes, closed the book, and placed it beside him.

After a while, the ward door was opened and a nurse came in. "Song Zhiji, someone has come to see you."

Song Zhiji frowned in surprise.

His parents didn't know he was hospitalized; the only people who knew were his housekeeper, Aunt Zhang, and his homeroom teacher.

He had told Aunt Zhang not to come over, nor to inform his parents.

Could it be the homeroom teacher?

From behind the white curtain pulled back by the nurse, he saw Liang Qing in a school uniform, wrapped in a scarf, carrying a thermal bag, looking unbelievably well-behaved.

For some reason, Song Zhiji found the silence at this moment unbelievable.

After the nurse pulled up the curtain, she went out to attend to other matters.

With the sound of the door closing, only Song Zhiji and Liang Qing remained in the room.

Song Zhiji recalled that time in the infirmary, when the school doctor left and only the two of them remained, but now it seemed a little different.

If she had no choice last time, why did she come this time?

He knew she was following him yesterday, and he heard her call his name, but he still ignored her and left her behind.

Isn't she angry?

He glanced at her instinctively. Her long hair was slightly disheveled by the wind, and her chest rose and fell slightly. When she saw him looking at her, she simply asked, "May I sit down?"

They didn't mention yesterday's events.

"Hmm." He looked away.

The next moment, an insulated bag was placed on the table next to the bed, and the sound of a chair being pulled out could be heard.

Liang Qing sat to the left of the arm with the IV drip attached to him. She looked up at the IV drip and then at the clock on the wall.

She didn't ask him why he was there, nor did she ask him if he was feeling better.

Instead, she asked him, "Have you eaten?"

She had mentioned it before when she brought him some terrible food.

These familiar words made Song Zhiji look at her again. Her clear eyes seemed to sparkle with stars.

Unlike before, it was no longer mixed with scheming and aversion.

He looked at her intently, as if trying to capture her every expression. "No."