TRMP Chapter 121

“According to their height, shorter students sit in the front row, and taller students sit in the back row…” On the first day of the new semester, the homeroom teacher unimaginatively assigned seats based on height.

Xie Jingshen carried his bag, coldly tossed it onto his desk, and ignored the curious gazes around him. He crossed his legs, holding a book and looking down at it.

“Excuse me, let me through.”

Xie Jingshen’s ears twitched slightly. He subconsciously looked up, and a slightly round face came into view.

The pretty boy with a bit of baby fat in his cheeks was looking at him. He possessed a rich and gorgeous beauty, but his eyelashes were distinct, yet densely overlapping, and his slightly drooping round eyes inadvertently revealed a hint of innocence and purity when he blinked.

“Excuse me, let me through,” Jiang Yifeng repeated.

His fingers were pressed on the edge of his bag, and his expression was a bit nervous.

Xie Jingshen stood up and made way.

He listened to the rustling sounds beside him and couldn’t help but turn his head to look at his new deskmate.

His new deskmate was taking out notebooks from his bag one by one. Seeing Xie Jingshen looking over, he smiled at him, his eyes crinkling. “What’s your name? I came from the Experimental Middle School. My name is Jiang Yifeng…”

Jiang Yifeng pushed the notebooks slightly in Xie Jingshen’s direction, so Xie Jingshen could see the three characters clearly.

Xie Jingshen’s gaze fell on the notebooks for a moment, then quickly withdrew.

“Xie Jingshen, specially recruited by the school.”

Jiang Yifeng nodded blankly.

Only a few days later did he learn that, in order to ensure that each graduating class produced a student who could be admitted to the highest-ranking university, the school would deliberately pay to invite the top-ranked students from the city, or even the province, to attend their school.

And their school records weren’t here, so they were collectively called “specially recruited.”

“If he’s specially recruited, his family probably doesn’t have much money, right?” Jiang Yifeng cautiously glanced in Xie Jingshen’s direction, a hint of worry in his eyes. “I’ve never seen him eat breakfast.”

So, the next morning, an egg and a carton of milk appeared on Xie Jingshen’s desk.

Xie Jingshen frowned and threw the dirty tea egg into the trash can, wondering if he had offended someone in the class recently, causing them to leave dirty things on his desk.

However, eggs and milk appeared for several days in a row, and Xie Jingshen’s heart gradually accumulated malice.

He came a little earlier that day, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw his pretty deskmate placing a tea egg and milk on his desk.

“What are you doing?”

Xie Jingshen walked up from behind. He threw his bag on the desk, the sound of the books hitting the surface was loud, startling Jiang Yifeng.

He widened his round eyes slightly, looking at Xie Jingshen pitifully, like a little kitten caught doing something wrong.

Xie Jingshen’s eyebrows twitched.

He had a good impression of Jiang Yifeng. Although Jiang Yifeng was like an enthusiastic puppy, always greeting him warmly, even though he always replied indifferently, he never got discouraged.

But he didn’t expect him to hold a grudge.

“I, I bought too much breakfast, do you want some?”

Jiang Yifeng stammered.

“I don’t eat it.” Xie Jingshen looked at Jiang Yifeng’s nervous expression, and most of the malice he had accumulated dissipated.

He seemed, really, to be quite tolerant of this slightly pretty deskmate.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been reluctant to touch him after he provoked him so many times.

He stared at Jiang Yifeng with a tense face, until Jiang Yifeng’s face turned pale, then grabbed the bag, turned around, and walked to the trash can.

Jiang Yifeng watched as the milk and tea egg were thrown into the trash can, and Xie Jingshen, returning to his desk, said calmly, “Don’t put them here anymore.”

Jiang Yifeng’s expression had completely frozen.

His eyes were watery, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

Xie Jingshen opened his mouth. He didn’t know what to say, so he could only say again, “If you do it again, I…”

He couldn’t say the words that followed.

Jiang Yifeng suddenly turned his head away, not even looking at him.

Xie Jingshen’s gaze stopped on Jiang Yifeng’s eyelashes.

He didn’t shed any tears.

But his eyelashes were wet and stuck together.

Xie Jingshen’s heart beat faster. He felt uncomfortable, but when he opened his mouth, he didn’t know what to say.

Jiang Yifeng ignored him.

Xie Jingshen couldn’t hear the chattering beside him in class, and for a moment, he felt a little lost.

The coursework in the first year of high school wasn’t stressful. Having just arrived in an unfamiliar environment, the students seemed shy at first. But as time gradually passed, the students adapted to high school life.

Xie Jingshen never socialized with the other students in the class.

He always had a cold face, treating the others in the class with an extremely indifferent attitude. In addition, as a specially recruited student, he was practically the darling of every teacher, creating a natural barrier between him and the ordinary students.

He didn’t have many friends.

The male students also disliked Xie Jingshen’s pretentious attitude and didn’t associate with him.

But Jiang Yifeng was different.

He liked to smile, had a good personality, and many friends. Plus, he had a handsome face and would act spoiled with familiar people, so everyone in the class liked him.

After suffering grievances from Xie Jingshen a few days ago, someone immediately took advantage of the break between classes, leaning over the desk separated from Xie Jingshen by only an aisle, and sarcastically said in a weird tone, “Jiang Jiang has only dared to order the cheapest six-yuan meal for lunch lately, and he’s reluctant to add any meat. He hasn’t even had milk for days…”

Xie Jingshen turned his head to look at the loudly shouting boy.

The boy rudely turned his head back and glared at Xie Jingshen.

Just when he thought Xie Jingshen would ignore him, Xie Jingshen directly stood by the desk, looked down at him, and asked, “Jiang Yifeng, why haven’t you had milk for days?”

“I don’t know who’s so poor that they don’t eat breakfast,” the boy rolled his eyes.

Xie Jingshen didn’t say anything.

He went out to the convenience store, stood at the small window, and paid for a dirty egg.

On the way back, he disgustedly peeled off the skin and took a small bite.

Xie Jingshen quietly finished the entire egg.

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Xie Jingshen disappeared for an entire class.

Jiang Yifeng looked at the neighboring desk with some worry, a trace of concern in his eyes.

He had heard the boy talk about “avenging” him.

Looking at the other person’s matter-of-course expression, Jiang Yifeng belatedly realized.

He was too naive.

He unilaterally thought that the other person needed help, and it was also because he hadn’t explained things clearly to Xie Jingshen.

Xie Jingshen had no reason to accept his kindness, and he had no reason to resent Xie Jingshen.

He wanted to do it, he should accept all the consequences.

“That wasn’t giving it to him, that was the reward for him answering my questions,” Jiang Yifeng said softly, his eyelashes trembling.

Looking at the boy’s instantly embarrassed expression, Jiang Yifeng smiled, his eyes crinkling. He raised his hand and hugged the boy. “But thank you.”

Jiang Yifeng always had a good-smelling floral fragrance.

With a gentle hug, you could smell it on his shoulder.

The boy’s cheeks instantly flushed red.

He stood up in a flustered manner, and when he looked up, he saw Xie Jingshen, who had just entered the classroom at the back.

Xie Jingshen walked to the front row with a blank expression. He took out two sundaes from the bag and placed them on the desk. When Jiang Yifeng turned his head to look over, he pointed at the sundaes.

“For you.”

Xie Jingshen paused, and seeing that Jiang Yifeng still hadn’t reacted, he stepped forward, directly grabbed Jiang Yifeng’s hand, and pressed him into the seat.

Jiang Yifeng looked at the two sundaes.

Although he had decided to forgive Xie Jingshen, Jiang Yifeng didn’t plan to accept Xie Jingshen’s kindness again.

He frowned and refused softly, “I don’t want yours.”

“Then throw them away yourself, twelve yuan each.”

Xie Jingshen said seriously.

Jiang Yifeng’s outstretched hand retracted.

Twelve yuan…

Xie Jingshen placed a spoon in the sundae cup and pushed it in front of Jiang Yifeng. “I misunderstood the things from the past two days. I’m sorry.”

Jiang Yifeng’s face flushed red, making him look even prettier.

He awkwardly said, “It’s okay,” but Xie Jingshen could tell that Jiang Yifeng was still unhappy.

He lowered his head and leaned close to Jiang Yifeng. Just as Jiang Yifeng shrank his neck, wanting to get away from him, he said seriously, “I’m sorry, I’ve never eaten that kind of egg before. At home, I eat bread, but I’ve never eaten this.”

“…” Jiang Yifeng looked up at Xie Jingshen uneasily.

–He never expected that Xie Jingshen had never even eaten a tea egg.

–How, how sad that must be.

Xie Jingshen pushed the ice cream forward again, his tone softening.

“It’ll melt if you don’t eat it.”

Jiang Yifeng finally hugged the ice cream and carefully licked it.

The cold, sweet, and greasy taste made Jiang Yifeng’s eyes curve into crescents.

Jiang Yifeng unilaterally declared that he and Xie Jingshen were reconciled as before.

Xie Jingshen would come a little earlier every morning and go to the convenience store with Jiang Yifeng to buy breakfast.

In addition to breakfast, Jiang Yifeng also liked to buy sweet snacks and secretly stuff a few into Xie Jingshen’s hands.

Every time Xie Jingshen accepted them, Jiang Yifeng would be very happy.

He went back to chattering in class, but this time he no longer went to find others. Instead, he stared at Xie Jingshen every day, asking him questions or telling him interesting things he had heard.

Afraid that Xie Jingshen would be bored during gym class, he would also tirelessly organize games that only elementary school students would play, then pull Xie Jingshen in, wanting him to join in the fun.

Sometimes Xie Jingshen was helplessly dragged by Jiang Yifeng, the young master had no choice but to play some childish games with Jiang Yifeng, and even after evening self-study in the evening, walk on the road and accompany him to step on shadows.

Xie Jingshen couldn’t explain why he had to indulge Jiang Yifeng.

Maybe that’s how being friends is.

Xie Jingshen thought randomly.

He thought that he and Jiang Yifeng would spend three years quietly like this, but after the second monthly exam, the homeroom teacher’s first words upon entering the door were that they had to change seats.

“I’ve assigned seats according to grades.”

Those with good grades sat with those with poor grades. Xie Jingshen’s deskmate was a good-for-nothing athletic student, a tall guy, and Jiang Yifeng was far away from him.

Xie Jingshen could smell the fishy smell on the person next to him.

He looked towards Jiang Yifeng’s direction from afar. Through the crowd, Jiang Yifeng waved at him, smiling brightly.

A smile appeared in Xie Jingshen’s eyes.

He also waved his hand, feeling much calmer.

After a few classes, Xie Jingshen waited until the break between classes. He went to find Jiang Yifeng, and saw that waiting by the seat was not only Jiang Yifeng, but also a boy.

“Zhao Xiang is going to have lunch with us,”

Jiang Yifeng said with a tilted head and a smile.

Xie Jingshen felt uncomfortable in his heart.

All the way, he held Jiang Yifeng’s hand tightly, their fingers interlaced, Xie Jingshen clenching tightly.

He knew that Jiang Yifeng was naturally familiar with people.

But he didn’t expect him to be so familiar so quickly.

On the way home, Xie Jingshen secretly told him that he “didn’t like Zhao Xiang,” Jiang Yifeng didn’t understand why at all.

Xie Jingshen pursed his lips, looking at Jiang Yifeng aggrievedly.

The next day at noon, Zhao Xiang finally didn’t come to bother them with lunch again.

While Xie Jingshen felt relieved, he also felt a little smug.

Until that day, he looked towards Jiang Yifeng’s direction again. Through the crowd, he no longer met Jiang Yifeng’s eyes.

Instead, he saw him constantly turning his head to talk to the person next to him, not even looking at him once.