Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 153 I Want a Strawberry Milkshake 12

Since that day, Song Xianyin and Jiang Yixing have never spoken to each other again.

The classmates even asked Song Xianyin about this.

Song Xianyin was silent for a moment: "Haven't we been talking a lot?"

She wasn't familiar with Jiang Yixing at all; that day was the day they had talked the most.

The girl looked at her in disbelief: "How is that possible? You two look very familiar with each other."

Seeing Song Xianyin's confused expression, the girl also became a little uncertain.

"But you went to the Olympiad class together, and you even sat together."

Song Xianyin was even more puzzled: "Weren't there several people from the class going together?"

The girl lowered her voice: "No, even though you went together, Jiang Yixing was always by your side."

"He would walk when you left, and stop when you stopped. Once, the homeroom teacher was talking to you in the hallway, and he just stood there waiting for you. The homeroom teacher glanced at him several times."

Song Xianyin frowned, but she had no such impression at all.

The girl sounded a little anxious: "Really? You two are really not close?"

Did she make a mistake again? She sang two pairs of people before, and they all collapsed. This time, she finally managed to sang two normal people.

Song Xianyin looked into her eyes and nodded seriously: "I've talked to him less than I've talked to you."

The girl left with a long face; the sky had fallen.

Her deskmate laughed nonstop at her expression: "Which couple are you shipping next time? I'll try to avoid them."

The girl lay on the table, wailing, "I'm never shipping couples again!"

When Song Xianyin went to her Olympiad class in the afternoon, her mind was filled with what that girl had said.

After she left the classroom, she couldn't help but glance back. Jiang Yixing was packing up his things and coming out of the classroom.

On their way to the classroom, the two maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Song Xianyin didn't know how she felt. She shouldn't be so narcissistic. People were just walking normally, and she was overthinking things.

The shoelaces suddenly came undone, and Song Xianyin hesitated for a moment before slowly squatting down.

She was tying her shoelaces, but her mind was elsewhere; she stared at the shoelaces with a bitter and resentful look.

Hurry up and go over there, so she won't overthink things.

She had been squatting there for a long time, but the person still hadn't passed through her.

She couldn't help but turn around and look. Jiang Yixing was leaning against the corridor, his gaze fixed on her.

Their eyes suddenly met, and Jiang Yixing turned his head away somewhat awkwardly.

He never expected her to suddenly turn around.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Song Xianyin asked, somewhat annoyed.

What exactly is Jiang Yixing trying to do? He's making her so upset.

Jiang Yixing lowered his head and asked, "Do you need help?"

As if he had just remembered something, he added, "I meant tying shoelaces."

Song Xianyin choked up. She was a grown woman; why would she need someone to tie her shoelaces?

She tied her shoelaces and left immediately, with Jiang Yixing following slowly behind her.

When they arrived at the classroom, the other students had already started doing their exercises.

Looking at the questions on the exam paper, Song Xianyin suddenly felt like crying. She no longer felt like she was looking at gibberish.

She is no longer the Song Xianyin of the past!

While Song Xianyin was writing her test paper, the teacher was also observing her.

She was very satisfied to see her so full of energy.

Song Xianyin is the kind of child who is both talented and hardworking.

In the next class, the teacher was discussing the last question with Jiang Yixing, and several other students crowded around to listen to them.

They surrounded the person next to her, but she wouldn't go near them.

What's so great about that? She just did it too, and even faster than him.

But Jiang Yixing's voice kept reaching her ears. His voice was always cold, and he spoke at a steady pace. She could hear every word he said clearly.

Noisy!

Although one boy was shouting and yelling, Song Xianyin thought Jiang Yixing was the noisiest.

She really hated Jiang Yixing.

She leaned against the wall, listening to their conversation with boredom, while observing Jiang Yixing.

He had sparse eyebrows and a high nose bridge, and thin lips without any curve. Even in this environment, he still maintained that aloof and superior demeanor.

"Please stay away from me, the air around me is very stuffy right now." He frowned.

The boys gave awkward smiles and stood a little further apart.

Song Xianyin felt that she was right to stay away from Jiang Yixing; if someone spoke to her like that, she would be incredibly embarrassed.

Jiang Yixing felt the gaze on his face and looked up uncertainly.

Their eyes met again.

Jiang Yixing was somewhat surprised; this was the second time she had seen him today.

Just as he was about to speak, Song Xianyin turned around, her soft hair falling over her shoulder, blocking Jiang Yixing's view.

Jiang Yixing glanced at Song Xianyin beside him but didn't say anything.

Song Xianyin decided that she must change her seat in the next class.

Just as school was about to end, Song Xianyin suddenly realized that her book had long since crossed the line.

She quickly moved over.

Why didn't Jiang Yixing push her book over? Doesn't he value boundaries a lot?

There was a board standing between him and his deskmate. He heard from his classmates that Jiang Yixing hated people who had no sense of boundaries.

All of this gave Song Xianyin a huge headache, and she started overthinking again.

What exactly does Jiang Yixing mean? Is it because he sees that she has done too well in the exam recently, so he deliberately wants to drag her down?

"If my book bumps into your desk in the future, you can let me know."

Jiang Yixing was taken aback when he heard the girl's voice next to him.

He glanced at her book, remained silent for a moment, and said, "It's okay, I'm not the kind of person who holds grudges."

The student who watched the whole thing from the back: ?

When he and Jiang Yixing were classmates, their desks were separate.

So he could understand why Song Xianyin and Jiang Yixing were unhappy about this for the first time.

Song Xianyin practically ran out of the classroom, afraid of running into Jiang Yixing again on the way.

She ran all the way home.

Grandma saw her panting and hit her: "Why are you running so fast? Is there a ghost chasing you?"

You're so reckless every day; what if you fall down the stairs?

Song Xianyin lay on the sofa and gulped down a large glass of water.

Grandma kept telling her about the phone call her mother had made that day.

“I told your parents about what happened that day, and they said they would work hard to buy a house and that you shouldn’t worry.”

"You just need to focus on your studies, don't worry about anything else, understand?"

Song Xianyin lay on the sofa pretending to be dead; her father always talked a good game.

Every time I ask her to buy clothes or snacks herself, he doesn't give her any money; she's just buying things out of thin air.