Meng Wen, who was always trying to compete with Ye Jian, snickered behind everyone’s back. “A heavy rain caused her house to collapse, how poor is Ye Jian’s family, huh? No wonder she’s that hardworking, if she didn’t study hard, she’d have to stay in the countryside for her whole life and won’t be able to make a name for herself.”
Her cold words were filled with the elitism of those who had a city register, and she added at the end, “Thank god my house was on the fifth floor and not afraid of some heavy rain.”
She only dared to mumble that in her own company. If she really said it out loud, heh, her classmates wouldn’t allow her to go unscathed.
Ye Jian opened her drawer and placed the bag containing Xia Jinyuan’s military uniform in the furthest back then placed her few clothes near the front.
When she closed the drawer, her gaze paused for a brief moment, and only then did she close the drawer.
Xia Jinyuan, your uniform is right here, I’ll be waiting for the day you return.
After putting on a jacket, only now did Ye Jian replied Yang Yi with a smile: “Everything’s fine; it’s not that big of a deal.” While putting on her clothes, she looked at the golden flowers, which seemed so pitifully beside her, “You girls want to revise the material tonight, right? Okay, I haven’t attended classes for eleven days, so I’ll also have to revise the material these couple of nights.”
“But not on Friday until Sunday. You girls have to revise on your own.” She hadn’t gone for practice in the Bootcamp, and after taking eleven days of absence, if she doesn’t start revising on the night she returned to school,… it really felt inappropriate for her. At the very least, she’ll have to keep this up until the midterm results are out, “You’ve been on a long journey to return to school, so you should take a break in our room. I’ll bring your dinner to you.” An Jiaxin, who also hailed from Fujun town, knew it took more than half a day to get from the town to the provincial city. As her best friend, she was more considerate than Yang Yi.
Ye Jian did not refuse. She was also quite tired as she hadn’t rested much since coming back to the country. She was in charge of taking care of K7 while Xia Jinyuan, Pigeon, and the others were in charge of being alert as they journeyed home. None of them had really slept much.
By the time An Jiaxin returned with dinner, she had noticed that Ye Jian had fallen asleep with her clothes still on. After taking a closer look, she could see a greenish-black hue under her porcelain-white eyelids.
“Shh, quiet down, quiet down, she’s asleep.” Quickly signaling Yang Yi and the girls to quiet down, she then continued: “Let’s have dinner with the neighbors. You girls go ahead, I’ll keep her dinner warm with some hot water.”
It’s currently wintertime, and all the girls liked to have dinner in their own dorms. An Jiaxin and the girls prepared to have dinner with their neighbors, but who would’ve known that the three girls in the neighboring room were walking towards them with their own dinner in tow.
They met up at the doorway, and before the girl at the front was able to speak, An Jiaxin softly said: “Ye Jian fell asleep, let’s have dinner in your room.”
“She’s asleep? Okay, then.”
“She’ll still have to eat even after sleeping. Did she sleep on an empty stomach?”
“I’ve already warmed it up with some hot water. By the time she wakes up, she’ll still be able to eat a warm dinner.” Even after reaching the outside, An Jiaxin was still lowering her voice. After she finished talking, she asked Li Qian, who came out last, “You closed the door, right?”
Li Qian turned around and glanced at the door, “It’s closed, it’s closed. Let’s hurry, and I’m so cold, I think the temperature dropped again.”
The party of girls giggled quietly as they went to the neighboring room. Class One of Grade 11 was an elite class; the girls stayed in three dorm rooms, and only six of them occupied each room, unlike the liberal art classes where ten girls occupied each dorm room, and they occupied more than four dorm rooms.
Meng Wen, with the other two girls, returned to their room and noticed that An Jiaxin and the rest were present. She couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth; she said: “Didn’t Ye Jian come back? Why aren’t you girls accompanying her?”
All the girls knew Meng Wen loves to compete with Ye Jian, but it was just a competition of their grades. Usually, she doesn’t do anything, unlike Ye Ying, who had a bone to pick everywhere, so everyone felt it wasn’t a big deal.
