Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 154 I Want a Strawberry Milkshake 13

Jiang Yixing lay on the bed, his mind in complete chaos.

Making her feel bad was not his original intention; he really just wanted to help her.

She has a strong learning ability; once she becomes familiar with a new environment, she progresses very quickly.

However, after attending school for a day, she still had to work part-time, which was clearly a burden for her.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Enter."

Looking at the dark room, Jiang's mother turned on the light.

Her son is like a ghost all day long, and the air conditioning is always set so low, it's so eerie.

She turned off the air conditioner and looked at Jiang Yixing lying on the bed.

"Son, what's wrong?" Jiang's mother asked tentatively.

He's been acting like he's just broken up with someone lately, he's barely eating anything. If this keeps up, he's really going to turn into a ghost.

Jiang Yixing remained silent, buried in the blankets.

Jiang's mother frowned: "You haven't broken up with your boyfriend, have you?"

How did I suddenly become like this? I used to always hold my chin up, but now I walk with my head down, looking listless.

Jiang Yixing froze, and his mother laughed: "You really broke up with your boyfriend?"

"No."

Jiang's mother walked to the other side and laughed, "If you haven't broken up with your boyfriend, then it means your confession failed?"

Jiang Yixing remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, "No."

Jiang's mother laughed so hard she bent over: "So you have a crush on someone, and then that person ignores you?"

Jiang Yixing fell completely silent, exuding a gloomy aura.

"I told you to change your mouth, but you still said you didn't want to lose your personality. Now you've got what you deserve." Jiang's mother chuckled as she drew back the curtains.

“I made her angry because I said some hurtful things.” Jiang Yixing’s eyes reddened.

He had no chance; he saw her cry that day.

Looking at Jiang Yixing, who was in despair, Jiang's mother sighed: "Then go and apologize to her."

“She won’t forgive me, she hates me.” Jiang Yixing’s voice was a little hoarse.

"What's the point of crying here? You might as well ask her how she can forgive you." Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Yixing, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes.

The sharp-tongued boy has finally been punished; his family has suffered under his mouth for too long.

"You need to explain to her, tell her what's on your mind, don't think about the words beforehand, the more you think, the worse the words will sound."

After saying that, Jiang's mother left, eager to tell her husband the news.

She had never seen the boy in such a miserable state before.

The next day at school, Jiang Yixing looked at Song Xianyin's back and hesitated to speak.

He wanted to apologize to her directly, but even though the words were on the tip of his tongue, he couldn't say anything.

Jiang Yixing's deskmate looked at him with some fear. What had Song Xianyin done to offend him again?

He felt that his deskmate was about to start making sarcastic remarks.

Jiang Yixing frowned. He should find a reason first.

He looked at the pens in his bag, wondering which one to choose today. He had forgotten to take out the pen he had asked about some time ago.

Just as he took out a pen and was about to put his schoolbag in the drawer, the schoolbag accidentally fell to the ground, and the pens inside scattered all around, and the classroom suddenly became quiet.

The other students looked over curiously. The ground was covered with colorful pens of all shapes and sizes, none of them alike.

People around Jiang Yixing looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to have such a quirk.

"Jiang Yixing, why are you still using a girl's pen? Is this pen so cute?" A boy picked up the pen at his feet and shouted.

The classroom erupted in laughter. Actually, no one meant any harm; they were just a little surprised.

Jiang Yixing blushed from his face to his neck; he had never encountered such an embarrassing situation before.

He looked at the pens on the ground, unsure how to react.

What is she thinking right now? Does she feel like he's lying to her again?

Song Xianyin glanced at Jiang Yixing, and if there were a hole, she felt he would be so embarrassed that he would crawl into it.

As expected, Jiang Yixing was someone who hadn't experienced much awkwardness; she was immune to such situations, but she could still understand his feelings.

She picked up the pens beside her and wiped them clean one by one with a tissue. The other students simply put the pens they had picked up on Song Xianyin.

The other students started studying again; it was just a minor incident. But Jiang Yixing seemed unable to shake off the embarrassment he had just experienced.

That's so shameful! How could he do something so disgraceful?

And it was right in front of her.

Jiang Yixing lowered his eyes, his mood suddenly becoming heavy.

He used to be able to understand the questions at a glance, but now he can't understand anything written on them and can't concentrate on them at all.

Just then, Song Xianyin quietly placed the cleaned pen on his desk.

Jiang Yixing stared at her blankly. Song Xianyin said somewhat awkwardly, "You can wipe it a few more times with those disinfectant wipes. It's not so dirty now."

"Thank you." Jiang Yixing silently put the pens into his schoolbag.

Just as Song Xianyin was about to turn around, Jiang Yixing suddenly spoke up: "I really don't know what I would have done without you. You saved me."

Tell her what's on your mind.

Song Xianyin: ?

She gave a dry laugh: "It's nothing, you were exaggerating."

Jiang Yixing looked at her earnestly: "It's no exaggeration at all. I feel like you've saved me."

He was really embarrassing himself just now.

Song Xianyin stared at him for a while: "I think you've lost your mind."

Picking up a pen and suddenly it's about redemption? Is the level of redemption really that low?

Jiang Yixing's deskmate lowered his head, trying to suppress his laughter, until his face turned red.

He felt that Jiang Yixing was really exaggerating; if you didn't know better, you'd think they were acting in a TV drama.

Jiang Yixing lowered his head, his voice still cold: "You don't believe me, and I feel terrible right now because what I just said was the truth."

Song Xianyin didn't want to continue talking to him; she really thought Jiang Yixing had gone mad.

In just one day, he seemed like a completely different person.

When school ended in the afternoon, Chu Jiu came to deliver nails to Song Xianyin again.

The two walked home together, and Chu Jiu would turn her head to look at them every now and then.

Song Xianyin didn't ask, because she knew what Chu Jiu was looking at.

"My baby, is Jiang Yixing your lapdog?"

Chu Jiu's words were so startling that Song Xianyin choked on her words.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Chu Jiu looked at her angrily: "Chu Jiu-chan never talks nonsense. If he's not your simp, then why would he look at you with those simp-like eyes?"

Song Xianyin said helplessly, "They were just looking at the road ahead, okay?"

Chu Jiu pulled Song Xianyin around and said, "See for yourself!"

Song Xianyin could only glance at Jiang Yixing, who was not far away. When Jiang Yixing saw Song Xianyin turn around, his eyes lit up immediately.

Chu Jiu looked proudly at Song Xianyin beside her: "I never expected my baby to be such a dog trainer."

Song Xianyin fell completely silent. Is this world still normal?