Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

Just when Li Yao thought Yan Weixi would look down on her after hearing their words, she suddenly heard something unbelievable:

I don't think Li Yao is ugly.

"This position is good; it's too much trouble to keep changing it."

Upon hearing Yan Weixi say that she wasn't ugly, Li Yao looked up in surprise at Yan Weixi.

Seeing the sincerity in the other person's expression, her heart suddenly started pounding, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Because this is the first time someone has publicly said she's not ugly!

She was very happy!

In physical education class.

Everyone had to run 800 meters. It was very hot, and the heat was unbearable. Li Yao wiped away the sweat that she couldn't seem to stop wiping away.

Her stomach hurts a lot; she got her period today and is feeling very uncomfortable, but the PE teacher doesn't care whether they get their periods or not.

She could only grit her teeth and keep running forward.

Sweat streamed down her forehead, leaving streaks on her face and even getting into her eyes, and she kept panting.

The things in front of her became increasingly blurry, her head throbbed with dizziness, and her steps became more and more unsteady.

"thump--"

She didn't notice the obstacle under her feet and fell hard. Her stomach hurt even more, and her feet hurt too. She was in so much pain that she couldn't get up.

As she fell, jeers erupted: "Hahaha! The ugly girl fell down!"

"How pitiful! He deserves it!"

The PE teacher frowned unhappily: "Li Yao, get up right now!"

Li Yao said groggily, "Teacher... I can't get up..."

The PE teacher said impatiently, "Will any boy help her across?"

The group of boys all shook their heads, avoiding Li Yao like the plague, afraid to even come into contact with her.

"I don't want to touch her!"

"I'm too tired to help."

"Who wants to help her! She's just an ugly woman!"

Hearing those hurtful words, Li Yao couldn't help but bite her lip, desperately holding back her tears.

She struggled to get up, but before she could, someone helped her up.

Li Yao was surprised to see who had helped her up.

The moment she looked up, she saw the other person's bright and clear eyes, like stars in the night, using their precious glimmer to dispel the darkness surrounding her.

Yan Weixi carried her on her back and asked the teacher, "Teacher, Li seems to be feeling unwell. I'd like to take her to the infirmary."

The PE teacher, wanting to avoid trouble, readily agreed: "Go ahead."

Yan Weixi carried Li Yao towards the infirmary. The school was very big, and the infirmary was far away. Yan Weixi gritted her teeth and kept walking forward.

She almost fell several times during the trip, but she held on tightly the whole time, afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on and that Li Yao would really fall.

Li Yao mumbled incoherently, "Put me down... I can walk by myself..."

"You can't even stand up, how can you walk? I can still hold on, you have to hold on too, hang in there, we're almost at the infirmary!"

Li Yao struggled to open her eyes and saw the girl biting her lip, looking exhausted. She felt a pang of guilt; if only the girl hadn't fallen…

That way, the new classmate won't grit their teeth and insist on carrying her there...

Filled with guilt, she opened her mouth, but her hoarse voice barely managed to utter a sound: "Thank you..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Weixi's tightly clenched lips quickly relaxed, and she grinned, revealing a rather unattractive, even disheveled, smile to Li Yao's eyes.

"I'm happy to be able to help you."

Upon hearing this, Li Yao couldn't help but feel happy, but she was in so much pain that she became dizzy and finally couldn't hold on any longer, slowly closing her eyes.

But it seemed as if I heard:

"I think... I'm starting to be of some use."

When Li Yao woke up, she was already in the medical room's rest room. She saw Yan Weixi, who had been keeping watch over her and was sleeping, lying down. She stared at her blankly.

She was an orphan since childhood, and this was the first time she had experienced someone caring about her. It was a very special feeling.

Seemingly noticing that she was awake, Yan Weixi looked up and asked first, "How are you? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Li Yao shook her head seriously: "No."

"That's good." Yan Weixi felt relieved. "I'll stay with you a little longer, and then we can go back to the classroom together, okay?"

Li Yao: "...Okay."

When Li Yao returned to the classroom, everyone laughed at her for pretending to be weak when she was ugly, and mocked her for being pretentious.

Li Yao had grown accustomed to being ridiculed, knowing that even if she argued back, it would be futile, at least...

She was thankful that no classmates hit her here, and she would never have to go through the days of having her hair pulled or being pranked by others again.

It was just ridicule.

What's so scary?

That's what Li Yao thought.

But Yan Weixi was different. When she heard these people insulting Li Yao, she stepped forward, blocked Li Yao's path, and earnestly defended her:

"Li Yao isn't ugly. She's just not feeling well. It's not as you say, but as you say. Everyone has times when they're not feeling well. Making fun of someone else's pain is really despicable!"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. They were extremely disgusted by her words, but because she was a new classmate, and a pretty one at that, they couldn't bring themselves to be angry. They could only blush and retort:

"She's ugly, so she shouldn't have come out to scare people! How did it become our fault?"

"Are you good-looking?" Yan Weixi interrupted him.

"Wh...what?" The other person suddenly paused, taken aback.

Yan Weixi said, word by word, "Are you that pretty? You just came out like that? Does that mean I can say you scared people by coming out?"

Hearing Yan Weixi subtly insult his appearance, the boy immediately became angry. His face flushed red as he stood up, pointing angrily at Yan Weixi:

"You! You think you're right just because you're good-looking?! You're good-looking but have a heart of stone and speak ill of others!"

Yan Weixi retorted angrily, "Don't you talk about others too? That just shows you're even more vicious!"

After hearing this, the boy glared at her indignantly.

If it weren't for Saint Lia's prohibition against special students causing trouble, he would have beaten Yan Weixi long ago!

Yan Weixi pulled Li Yao back: "Let's go, we won't listen to him."

Li Yao's heart suddenly pounded with excitement. This was the first time someone had stood in front of her, shielding her from gossip and defending her.

After Li Yao sat down, she timidly tugged at her sleeve: "I'm sorry... I've caused you trouble..."

Li Yao's voice is very pleasant, like honey in the morning flowers. When she speaks softly, it makes people's hearts melt.

Yan Weixi comforted her, "It's okay."

Yan Weixi extended her hand to her: "You're my new deskmate, it's only right that I help you. New deskmate, can we be friends?"

"Huh?" Li Yao was stunned for a moment. "Me? Friend?"

"Yes! You, my friend!"

Li Yao couldn't believe someone would be her friend. She immediately lowered her head, nervously gripping the hem of her skirt with both hands, blinking rapidly, overwhelmed with excitement, as if she had heard some incredible, unbelievable good news.

"Really...really?"

"Well, really!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yao looked up and saw that Yan Weixi had just started to laugh—

The girl's bright, ephemeral smile, like a flower just beginning to bloom, unexpectedly entered her heart.

After a long while, she finally heard her own voice:

"it is good."

"Then please take good care of me, new friend."

"Um...please guide me." Li Yao shyly turned her face away, then looked at the other person again, and finally reached out and held their hand.

In the most confused and almost numb part of her life, Li Yao stumbled into the sudden moonlight—

This is the end.

The moonlight fell into Li Yao's hands, like a handful of silver light, turning into bright candlelight and dispelling the gloomy "black veil" that tried to crush her.