Chapter 21 ·

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Meng Yingjie, of course, could not provide any so-called problem-solving ideas. If this concern was not thought up by Wen Ruxi herself, then what was the point?

So, Meng Yingjie, for once, forgot about Wen Ruxi's anger from before and said to her with a bit of annoyance, "No, you have to think for yourself."

". . . . . ."

His righteous and confident appearance was particularly familiar.

Wen Ruxi looked at Meng Yingjie and said to him before her patience ran out, "Is your body better? If it's better, that's good. You're too careless. Be more careful next time and stay safe."

Meng Yingjie pursed his lips and looked at Wen Ruxi, not knowing what to say.

The other person said a string of caring words as she wished, but Meng Yingjie always felt that something was off.

After a moment of silence, he could only ask, "Nothing?"

Wen Ruxi replied, "Nothing."

Meng Yingjie's expression was somewhat complicated. He couldn't help but ask, "That's it?" It was different from what he had imagined. Wen Ruxi said, "You can also drink more hot water."

Wen Ruxi made Meng Yingjie understand what "straight man" means with his own strength. Perhaps he had never heard of this term before, but at this moment, he understood the spirit of a straight man.

Meng Yingjie's mouth twitched, his cheeks unconsciously bulged, with a little disappointment and frustration. He was not satisfied with this answer. Although Wen Ruxi said four or five sentences at once, he still felt that he was being perfunctory.

What Meng Yingjie thought was care with Wen Ruxi's sincere care, meticulous patience, and love for his body and mind that was completely different from usual, with gentle and soft words. It was not like now, where perfunctory care was blowing out of the classroom.

He was really not very satisfied.

Because it was completely different from what he imagined! If he could start over, Meng Yingjie might really be willing to provide Wen Ruxi with a model or give him a hint.

But there was no "if".

Originally, Meng Yingjie wanted to say something, but he had subtly sensed Wen Ruxi's impatience, so he weighed it and did not continue to ask.

He didn't want to make Wen Ruxi angry.

So Meng Yingjie just hummed lightly on the surface, showing his proud dissatisfaction, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Even if it's this time. . . " If there is a next time, he will definitely not let Wen Ruxi escape so easily.

Seeing that the break was almost over, Meng Yingjie did not linger. After looking at Wen Ruxi, he left confidently.

Wen Ruxi looked at his back, lost in thought.

After Meng Yingjie left Class 2, other students couldn't help but come over and ask, "Wen Ruxi, do you know Meng Yingjie?"

"Why did Xiaomeng come to you and say these things? Is there something going on between you two, Wen Ruxi?"

Wen Ruxi felt the intense questioning like a barrage of short-range artillery.

She lightly furrowed her brows and said, "No, I don't know him. We're just classmates."

The others obviously didn't believe her, but they thought Wen Ruxi didn't want to say.

"Ah, I envy you so much. If I could also get close to Xiaomeng like that, it would be great."

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