The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

Nearly twenty minutes later, more and more students started to appear in the class.

Wen Yao quickly stopped smiling and stuffed the unfinished potato chips into Xu Xi's drawer before walking up to the podium to lead the morning reading.

Confucius said, “I have never seen a person who truly loves benevolence and hates malevolence. A person who loves benevolence has nothing to surpass it; a person who hates malevolence, in practicing benevolence, will not allow malevolent people to harm them. Is there anyone who can devote their strength to benevolence for even a single day? I have never seen anyone who lacks the strength. There may be such a person, but I have not seen him.”

While other classes were filled with the sound of students reading from their textbooks, the morning reading in Class 3 of Grade 11 was unrelated to studying; instead, it was a passage from the Analects of Confucius.

According to Wen Yao, this was requested by the homeroom teacher, and the Chinese teacher even had a rather unpleasant argument with the homeroom teacher over it.

"Wen Yao, why have I never seen Teacher Yang come to the classroom?"

After the morning reading session ended, Xu Xi asked Wen Yao in a low voice.

In her memory, the homeroom teacher would sit in the back corner of the classroom with a few tables arranged in a circle, watching the students study when there were no classes.

Aside from seeing his homeroom teacher, Yang Jidong, once yesterday morning, he hadn't seen him since.

The back corner of the classroom was also filled with green plants.

"That's just how Lao Yang is. He almost never comes to class. If he does come, it's because he has something to say."

"What subject does Ms. Yang teach?"

"Moral education, one session a week. If nothing unexpected happens, you should see him again in three days."

Wen Yao tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"However, even though Lao Yang rarely comes to class, our class still does well academically. Eight of the top ten students in the grade are from our class. Song Jiayi, who sits in front of you, is the top student in our grade."

"That's amazing!"

Xu Xi praised sincerely.

When Song Jiayi heard Xu Xi praising her from behind, her eyes, which were focused on reading, flickered slightly.

He unconsciously straightened his back, adopting a ramrod-like posture.

"Damn it, Song Jiayi, you old dog, can't you get your own dog food? I have to bring it for you every day!"

Xu Bowen angrily threw an exquisite lunchbox on Song Jiayi's table and cursed.

"Where did it come from?"

Song Jiayi looked up, staring at the lunchbox in front of her with some confusion.

"Who else could it be besides your Zhao Lin?"

Xu Bowen rolled his eyes.

"Because I'm a sports student, I train on the playground in the morning, and your Zhao Lin stops me every day to bring you a lovingly prepared lunchbox."

"The worst part is I can only look, not eat! This isn't a lovingly prepared lunchbox, it's clearly dog ​​food being stuffed into my mouth!"

He kept referring to "your Zhao Lin," which made Song Jiayi frown repeatedly.

"Shut up! If you want to eat it, take it and eat it."

He lowered his voice and scolded, his words tinged with anger.

Upon hearing this, Xu Bowen was slightly taken aback.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Song Jiayi's eyes.

"You've changed your tune, haven't you? It's not like I was the one who stole the little cake Zhao Lin gave me and you chased me around yelling at me for two whole buildings anymore."

Song Jiayi's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

Xu Bowen looked at Xu Xi, who was sitting quietly writing in the back seat, patted his head, and suddenly remembered something, so he quickly shut up.

"Damn it! You should eat it yourself. If Zhao Lin finds out that I ate the things she gave you, she'll get her henchmen to beat me up again."

He whispered in Song Jiayi's ear.

Song Jiayi then calmed down a bit and put the lunchbox into her desk.

The first and second periods are both math classes, very demanding and mentally taxing.

"Alright, that's all for today. Everyone, take some time to digest this information after class. See you tomorrow."

"stand up!"

Goodbye, teacher!

Wen Yao yawned, feeling a bit oxygen-deprived in her head.

She only had to bend down to pick up a pen when she could no longer understand what the teacher was saying.

To keep up with the pace, she racked her brains so hard she almost burned out her CPU.

Wen Yao turned her head and saw Xu Xi lying on the table, clutching her stomach with both hands, looking weak and powerless.

"Xu Xi? What's wrong?"

She asked with concern.

"Are you on your period?"

As soon as she said it, Wen Yao felt something was wrong.

Based on the date Xu Nian last came to the store to buy sanitary napkins... it should be around the time when Xu Xi's period has just ended.

Even if it's been postponed, it shouldn't have been postponed for this long.

Xu Xi shook her head weakly, looked at the empty potato chip packaging next to her, and said hesitantly.

"I...I forgot to eat breakfast this morning."

I got up before six o'clock, skipped breakfast, and then attended two very energy-consuming math classes. It's now ten o'clock.

At this moment, Xu Xi was like a robot whose battery had run out.

Her stomach cramped, protesting her owner's decision to skip breakfast in order to save money.

"Oh! You should have said so earlier! I would have saved more potato chips for you."

Wen Yao patted her head, feeling somewhat regretful that she had eaten all the pears and potato chips without leaving a single one.

"The cafeteria isn't open yet. Can you hold on for another class? There will be food in the cafeteria after this class. I'll take you there to eat then?"

Xu Xi gritted her teeth and nodded. Now that things had come to this, no matter how uncomfortable her stomach was, she could only wait another hour.

At that moment, an exquisite lunchbox was placed in front of her.

"Let's eat this."

Song Jiayi's voice came through.

Xu Xi raised her head, her pale face filled with hesitation.

"Oh, I almost forgot you still have some surplus grain."

Wen Yao opened the lunchbox without any hesitation, and saw a row of beautiful and neatly arranged sushi inside.

She picked one up and held it to Xu Xi's lips.

"This...this isn't good..."

Xu Xi said with some resistance.

She had been copying notes all morning and hadn't paid attention to Song Jiayi and Xu Bowen's conversation, so she didn't know that the box of sushi came from Zhao Lin.

However, she was not familiar with Song Jiayi, and since he was a man, she did not want to accept his gift.

"What's wrong with that? At worst, I can just treat him to lunch."

Wen Yao, on the other hand, didn't stand on ceremony at all and insisted on stuffing the sushi into Xu Xi's mouth.

Xu Xi almost choked, but she chewed a few times and swallowed.

The soft, sticky rice was still warm, and it was filled with crispy pork floss. It tasted amazing.

"Thank you... I'll treat you to lunch."

She said to Song Jiayi.

"It's okay!"

Song Jiayi didn't turn around; he didn't want Xu Xi to see his slightly flushed cheeks.

After finishing a box of sushi, Xu Xi felt much better about her stomach.

She touched her belly with a hint of helplessness, and the belly let out a satisfied gurgling sound.

It seems I really can't skip breakfast to save money anymore.

A student from the next class, who was delivering homework to Class 3 of Grade 11, witnessed all of this.