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

[Host, something's wrong! Song Zhiji's favorability rating is dropping rapidly.] The system was frantic.

Seeing this, Liang Qing had no choice but to decide to abandon Qin Zhouyu and appease Song Zhiji for the time being.

Liang Qing broke free from Qin Zhouyu's hand and stood back beside Song Zhiji, frowning and saying unhappily, "Enough, Qin Zhouyu, the past is the past. Don't flaunt your memories here anymore."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhiji regained his morale slightly and gradually calmed down. He pondered: Why should he care so much about Qin Zhouyu's words, and let their past interactions affect his current relationship with Liang Qing?

The past is the past. Even if Liang Qing really did date Qin Zhouyu, so what?

Since they've already broken up, it means they weren't a good match.

As for what happened between him and Liang Qing before, they had already agreed to move on. Why did he have to make trouble for himself by linking this matter with those other things?

Since he likes Liang Qing, he should accept everything about her.

Looking at Liang Qing standing beside him, Song Zhiji's heart gradually hardened. As long as he was the one standing next to her now, that was enough.

Qin Zhouyu, however, had the complete opposite mindset. He clenched his fists, trying hard to control himself and hold back his anger, and questioned, "You say I'm showing off my memories? Don't forget, those are your memories too."

“I told you it’s none of your business,” Liang Qing said, recalling her previous words. “You said it yourself, so please keep your word.”

"Are you trying to intimidate me with those words?"

"Wasn't that something you yourself said..."

Before Liang Qing could finish speaking, a figure suddenly rushed towards him from the front.

That person was clearly a novice skater who didn't know how to brake and was about to crash into him.

And the direction he rushed towards was Song Zhiji's group.

So, Liang Qing subconsciously pulled the person away when he was about to bump into Song Zhiji. As a result, Qin Zhouyu, who was standing in the same row as Song Zhiji, was exposed to the out-of-control boy.

Liang Qing's heart skipped a beat. It was too late to pull Qin Zhouyu away as well. Qin Zhouyu had been focused on Liang Qing and hadn't noticed someone rushing over. When he finally realized what was happening, he saw a terrified face coming straight at him because Song Zhiji had been pulled away.

The next second, he was knocked away and flew two meters across the ice. Before he could get up, something even worse happened. After knocking him away, the out-of-control boy fell backward onto the ice, his feet reflexively rising into the air before suddenly falling back down. The sharp ice blades on the soles of his ice skates were heading straight for Qin Zhouyu.

Song Zhiji was still in a daze when he was suddenly pulled away. When he came to his senses, he saw the out-of-control figure. Seeing Liang Qing holding his hand, his heart pounded. The first person she chose was him!

Because of this incident, Song Zhiji's favorability rating rose again, even exceeding the fixed value.

The system's electronic voice rang out: [Song Zhiji's favorability rating has reached a fixed value; current favorability rating: 92]

At the same time, Qin Zhouyu's muffled groan also rang out.

Qin Zhouyu wasn't wearing any protective gear, so the ice blade, polished to an incredibly bright shine, slashed his elbow, causing blood to spurt out and form an arc in the air.

Those present were terrified by the sight and screamed. Liang Qing rushed to Qin Zhouyu's side, squatted down, and looked at Qin Zhouyu's arm, which was torn open and bleeding profusely. For some reason, her heart ached. She asked, "Does it hurt?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she was surprised to find herself trembling!

The boy who bumped into Qin Zhouyu got up and was shocked to see the situation. Without even checking his own injuries, he rushed to Qin Zhouyu's side and squatted down, his hand raised in mid-air, unsure how to help. He swallowed hard and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, brother, are you alright? I'm so sorry. I'll go to the hospital with you later, and I'll cover the medical expenses."

Qin Zhouyu had no time to pay attention to them. He was in so much pain that his face turned blue, his lips turned white, and large beads of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

The more pain he felt, the tighter he pursed his lips, refusing to utter another sound.

He seemed to be caught up in something unbelievable, his eyes gradually dimming. Liang Qing felt that he seemed to have lost his soul, and thought that he was in so much pain that he had lost his mind.

Staff arrived at this time and, seeing the bloody scene, panicked and called for an ambulance. They also rushed to find a first-aid kit to provide emergency treatment.

Although Song Zhiji was happy that Liang Qing had chosen him first in the critical moment, he could no longer be happy when he saw how badly Qin Zhouyu was injured. Seeing his hand covered in blood, he couldn't help but worry about him and quickly called an ambulance.

After finishing the phone call, he also walked over to Liang Qing and squatted down to help look after Qin Zhouyu.

The staff rushed over to bandage him. When Liang Qing saw this, he planned to help Qin Zhouyu sit up. But just as he was about to touch Qin Zhouyu's shoulder, Qin Zhouyu sat up on his own.

He seemed to regain consciousness at this moment. He looked around, and when he passed by Song Zhiji and Liang Qing, he didn't say anything, but his face grew paler and paler.

The staff tried to stop the bleeding, but seeing the deep cut, they didn't know where to begin. Fortunately, the ambulance arrived at that moment, and several people came to carry him on a stretcher. But Qin Zhouyu stood up and stopped them with his other uninjured hand, saying, "I'll walk over and get in the ambulance myself."

Looking at Liang Qing's worried face, Song Zhiji said, "We'll go with you."

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhouyu refused, his voice weak but resolute, "No need."

"Let us go with you." Liang Qing went over to help him, but Qin Zhouyu dodged her. "No need, I can handle it myself."

After saying this, he glanced at Liang Qing and Song Zhiji, and said, "I apologize for disturbing you today."

After saying that, he got into the car with several medical staff without looking back, and the boy who hit him also quickly followed.

Liang Qing and Song Zhiji were left standing there.

Seeing Liang Qing staring silently at the spot where the ambulance had been parked, Song Zhiji felt a little down, but he knew this wasn't the time to be jealous. He decided to say something to comfort Liang Qing, but after thinking for a while, he could only manage to say, "He'll be alright."

Liang Qing nodded stiffly, then, remembering that Song Zhiji was still there, she composed herself and said, "Let's go back first."

After what happened, it really wasn't appropriate to continue playing around. Song Zhiji nodded, "I'll take you back."