Chapter 88: The Delicate and Willful Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character (6)

In the early morning, the sky was clear.

Students entered the school one after another.

Song Jing was walking along the school path when a sweet voice called from behind, “Song Jing!”

He stopped walking immediately and turned to look.

Qiao Yiyi had her hair tied in a ponytail. Her delicate and youthful face was smiling as she walked toward him in quick, light steps, clearly in a good mood.

The moment he saw her, Song Jing’s mood became as bright as the sunny weather.

Ever since they came back from the barbecue restaurant, Qiao Yiyi’s fair and petite, doll-like face kept appearing in Song Jing’s mind. He could not shake it off.

“I brought you breakfast!” She stood in front of him and her smile deepened. “The breakfast is steamed dumplings and black sesame paste, plus a boiled egg!”

Qiao Yiyi handed him a slightly heavy bag.

Song Jing took it and looked inside. “That’s a lot. Is it all dumplings?”

It looked like a large portion.

“No, there’s also lunch.” She was a day student, but Song Jing lived on campus, so he needed to eat at school.

“Lunch?”

Qiao Yiyi nodded. “They said the school meals aren’t good, so I asked the housekeeper to make lunch for you.”

Song Jing looked at the bag in his hands, thought for a moment, and then said, “Actually, it’s not that bad.”

He was already used to eating that.

“Then why are you so thin?” Qiao Yiyi retorted.

Song Jing didn’t reply.

“I just want to feed you.” Qiao Yiyi had already said this yesterday.

After they came out of the barbecue restaurant, she went to a cake shop and bought a lot of cakes, including one for him.

He didn’t want it, and she got unhappy.

She said that feeding him would make her very happy, and if he wasn’t so thin, she would be even happier.

Song Jing didn’t even know how to respond when he heard that.

He didn’t understand what kind of strange quirk this was.

“It’s curry beef brisket rice, pretty good,” Qiao Yiyi whispered to him.

Song Jing asked her, “Why?”

“Why what?” Qiao Yiyi looked at him with clear and bright eyes.

“Why bring me meals?” Song Jing asked this while tightening his grip, his gaze fixed on her face, not willing to miss any trace of emotion.

Did she pity him?

Or feel sorry for him?

If it was that, then it would be something he couldn’t accept.

Qiao Yiyi’s smile gradually faded, but she didn’t avoid his eyes. She sighed and spoke sincerely, “Maybe it’s because I think you’re a good person.”

Song Jing hadn’t expected that answer and was stunned for a moment.

He had heard people say he was unsociable, strange, and arrogant. No one had ever said he was a good person.

Qiao Yiyi spoke softly, “You don’t talk much, but you’re kind. You always let me copy your test papers, walk me home, and accompany me shopping and eating. And you’re really too skinny. I just want to do this. There’s no other reason.”

He truly was a good person.

Song Jing treated her well, always remembered her, cared about her, so she also wanted to do her best to treat him a little better.

What Qiao Yiyi said left Song Jing unable to argue.

He also couldn’t find a reason to refuse the meal she handed over.

The handmade dumplings, freshly ground black sesame paste, and just-steamed boiled egg were the most hearty breakfast Song Jing had ever eaten. He finished it all.

At noon.

The day students would rush home for a quick meal. Most students lived on campus, so everyone had to rush to the cafeteria as soon as class ended.

Song Jing had always kept to himself. He didn’t return to the dormitory but instead opened the lunchbox in the classroom.

The lunchbox was wrapped in a layer of tin foil to keep it warm. The coconut aroma from the curry beef brisket was strong. The rice wasn’t sticky or hard like in the cafeteria. Instead, every grain was distinct and had a great texture.

The meals he had in the cafeteria were simple. He would often add fifty cents’ worth of rice and just get one dish, making do every day.

This meal was very filling, just like breakfast.

When Qiao Yiyi returned, she even turned her head to ask Song Jing, “Did you finish everything?”

Song Jing nodded. Not a grain of rice was left.

She smiled, very satisfied.

“What are you eating?” Hao Qin had sharp ears and immediately asked.

“Nothing,” Qiao Yiyi didn’t tell.

This was her and Song Jing’s little secret.

“Cookies or biscuits?” Hao Qin kept probing and rummaging through her drawer. “What else do you have that’s tasty?”

“There’s also a bag of chips.”

“Give it to me, give it to me!”

…

A bag of chips shifted Hao Qin’s curiosity. Or maybe she never thought about what Qiao Yiyi and Song Jing could be talking about in the first place. It was more important to finish the chips before class started.

Qiao Yiyi brought breakfast, lunch, and dinner to Song Jing every day.

Most of the time, they would run into each other on the school path. If they didn’t, Qiao Yiyi would leave the breakfast in his drawer.

She had been very diligent lately. She was always the first to arrive in the classroom, so no one noticed this behavior.

As for Song Jing, it was the first time he realized that breakfast and meals could be different every single day for half a month.

Today it was dumplings. Tomorrow it will be steamed buns. The day after, stir-fried rice noodles. Then pan-fried noodles and cake…

As for lunch and dinner, the variety was even greater.

Cantonese cuisine, Southeast Asian dishes, Northeastern food, and Hunan cuisine…

There was nothing their housekeeper couldn’t make.

Song Jing felt it was too much trouble. Wasn’t coming up with all these menus tiring?

Qiao Yiyi immediately responded, “That’s my menu!”

Song Jing was stunned for a moment.

She emphasized again, “What you eat every day is what I came up with. I give the menu to the housekeeper at night, and she cooks accordingly.”

Song Jing fell silent.

That was also the reason why he never refused her meals.

She was too thoughtful.

To the point where he didn’t even know how to repay her.

“You need to gain some weight and be like me.” Qiao Yiyi said seriously to Song Jing, then placed today’s meal from the housekeeper in his hands. “Today it’s fish with pickled vegetables. You have to finish it.”

Song Jing looked at her slim figure, which was only paired with a slightly chubby face. The features under his black-rimmed glasses appeared much softer. He said, “Have you finished analyzing your mistakes on the math test paper?”

“Ah?” Qiao Yiyi lightly patted her head. “Not yet. There are too many things I don’t understand.”

“Give me all your test papers. I’ll help you organize them,” Song Jing said.

“Is that okay?” Qiao Yiyi said that on the surface, but the corners of her mouth had already turned up and couldn’t be hidden. She was good at finding excuses. “I can’t really see what my weaknesses are, but you can, right?”

“That’s right,” Song Jing nodded.

That was indeed his plan.

“I’ll give them to you when I get to the classroom!” She smiled brightly, bouncing up the stairs on her short legs.

Qiao Yiyi gave all her math test papers to Song Jing.

For two consecutive days, he had been busy with this.

Basically, once Song Jing looked through her papers, he knew which areas she was weak in. He would mark them, organize everything, and then copy down the typical mistakes to make a summary for her.

Because he had good grades and didn’t need to follow the teacher’s pace, the teacher didn’t bother with him during class.

When the math teacher came down the aisle, Qiao Yiyi looked at Song Jing, who was focused on copying problems, and her heart tightened. But the teacher didn’t take a closer look. Seeing that he was copying math questions, the teacher smiled and walked back, even praising him several times.

Qiao Yiyi felt guilty and thought even more that Song Jing had worked hard.

Song Jing had filled an entire notebook with summaries. When he handed it to her, Qiao Yiyi was very touched and said to him, “Open your hand.”

He didn’t understand.

She glanced around, saw no one was watching, and quickly reached out to pull his hand over. She used her own hand to pry open his long fingers. “Open them.”

Song Jing instinctively opened his fingers. His body had actually gone stiff.

Her fingers were soft and delicate. When they touched him, every spot she brushed against sent a jolt of electricity through him, instantly making his whole body hot. He felt like he was burning and his mind was buzzing.

“Here, for you.”

She placed several brightly colored candies in his palm, all wrapped in clear wrappers.

Small and pretty.

Just like her.

“These candies are both nice-looking and delicious. Even Hao Qin asked me for some and I didn’t give her any.” She said.

Song Jing said, “Don’t you want to keep them for yourself?”

If someone else wanted them, he would never give them away, but she could have them.

“I saved them just for you.” Qiao Yiyi tilted her head and smiled. Then she folded his hand shut again. “I treat you well, right?”

“Yeah.” He replied in a low voice.

Qiao Yiyi didn’t expect him to respond so quickly and immediately broke into a smile. “Of course. You treat me well too.”

In her past life, when he knew she was struggling, he quietly sent her money. And he sent a lot of it.

What a good person.

Song Jing was lost in her smile and took the initiative to ask, “Do you need your physics and chemistry reviewed too?”

Because her biology was fine, she probably didn’t need help there.

But maybe her physics and chemistry could be improved.

“Why are you so nice?” Qiao Yiyi was overjoyed. Her eyes lit up immediately.

Song Jing admitted that her words made him feel dizzy. He took all her test papers and stacked them neatly, ready to organize them.

Qiao Yiyi rested her hands on the textbook in front of his desk. She looked at his focused and serious expression and let out a soft laugh.

“What are you laughing at?” Song Jing grew nervous.

“I want to give you my last piece of chocolate.” Qiao Yiyi searched in her drawer, found the chocolate, and placed it in front of him. Tilting her head, she said, “I don’t know why, but I just want to give all the tasty things to you.”

Song Jing: “……”

That sounded strange.

Qiao Yiyi was staring at him intently and even praised him, “Song Jing, your eyes are so pretty. Your fingers are nice too. Your nose is high and your voice sounds so good.”

“Ahem—” Song Jing couldn’t stand her gaze. He pretended to cough and quickly lowered his head to avoid her eyes.

Qiao Yiyi picked up his water bottle. “I’ll go get you some water.”

“No need.”

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Yiyi had already walked out of the classroom with both his and her water bottles.

Song Jing waited a while. When she didn’t return, he grew restless and got up to go out.

Just as he stepped out of the classroom, he saw Qiao Yiyi with Shi Jiachen from the class next door.

The two stood close, seeming quite familiar.

Shi Jiachen was wearing a basketball uniform and spinning a basketball in his hand. He smiled as he chatted with Qiao Yiyi and even asked, “Have you been really busy lately? You haven’t replied to any of my messages.”

Qiao Yiyi used to cling to him. She’d send dozens of messages a day. When he didn’t reply, she would talk to herself and even pretend she sent the messages by mistake, like a childish game.

Too many girls liked him. He had seen all these tricks before.

Last time, when Qiao Yiyi pulled that act at the supermarket entrance, Shi Jiachen felt confused. And now that she hadn’t messaged him in a while, the more he thought about it, the stranger it felt.

When Qiao Yiyi chased after him, he didn’t care. Now that she had suddenly backed off, Shi Jiachen felt off balance.

“Really? I didn’t check my messages. Sorry about that.” Qiao Yiyi replied.

Shi Jiachen, hearing her say this, was half-convinced. He spun the basketball on his fingertip and tried to impress her with a trick. “Then go back and check. Don’t leave me hanging. It’s kind of worrying.”

As he said this, Lin Hao walked out and teased, “Yeah, if something’s going on between the two of you, just talk it out. Otherwise, how can your relationship grow?”

Hearing this, Song Jing’s eyes dimmed. He silently turned around and went back to the classroom.