Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 263 Thorny Rose (20)

Yan Zhen looked up and saw a girl standing next to his desk.

She vaguely remembered that the person's name was something like Sun Yue. When she was being bullied, Sun Yue had put glue on her chair.

Sun Yue looked very uncomfortable: "Lin Xun, I'm sorry. When you were being bullied before, I followed suit and did some bad things to you... I know I was wrong. Can you forgive me and give me a chance to apologize and make it up to you?"

Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

She leaned back in her chair: "Compensation? How do you want to compensate me?"

Sun Yue immediately opened her backpack, took out a large bag of snacks, and stuffed it into Yan Zhen's arms: "This is for you. I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I bought a little of everything... and this too."

She took out a tube of glue and said cautiously, "I put glue on your chair, so you put it on mine once, and then we'll be even, okay?"

Yan Zhen stared at her for a while, making Sun Yue increasingly flustered, with fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, before she finally smiled.

Fine, considering that the other party admitted her mistake and apologized sincerely, she decided not to argue with a teenage girl.

Yan Zhen picked up the glue and precisely tossed it into the trash can in the corner of the classroom: "Okay, I forgive you."

"Thank you!!! Thank you so much!!!" Sun Yue blushed with excitement. "Then, can we be friends from now on?"

"Why?" Yan Zhen stuffed the bag of snacks like spicy strips, biscuits, potato chips, and Want Want milk into the drawer, and an inopportune thought popped into her mind—she seemed to have never seen Song Yi eat snacks before, and didn't know if he liked these things.

Take it back for him to try.

"You're very beautiful," Sun Yue whispered. "The first time I saw you, I wanted to say you were really beautiful."

Yan Zhen: "...Thank you."

"So can we be friends?" Sun Yue looked at her with bright eyes.

Yan Zhen considered for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay."

"Yes!" Sun Yue clenched her fist and made a "success" gesture. "Then let's go to the library for evening self-study tonight. I'll save you a window seat."

"it is good."

After Sun Yue's apology, Yan Zhen received two more apology letters throughout the rest of the day.

She found them on the table when she went to the restroom during break and came back.

Yan Zhen opened and read the letter, then put it in the book.

Not all the students at Bihai High School are beyond redemption.

In the evening, before Yan Zhen finished class, she received a WeChat message from Song Yi asking her what she wanted to eat for dinner.

Remembering her promise to Sun Yue, Yan Zhen replied, "I won't be going back to Dexianlou for dinner tonight. I've arranged to study at the library with my classmates."

Song Yi immediately called.

Yan Zhen used his textbook to block the teacher's view and secretly slid down to answer the call: "What's wrong?"

Song Yi asked, "Who did you invite to the library?"

"Classmates."

"Male and female?"

Yan Zhen paused for a moment.

Song Yi immediately changed her tune: "You've made new friends?"

Although his tone was calm, Yan Zhen could detect a hint of displeasure in it.

"She's a girl, not really a friend yet, we just arranged to go to the library to study together in the evening," Yan Zhen said. "I was originally planning to go to the library to find some materials and stay for two hours before going back."

Song remained silent.

Yan Zhen sensed that the other person's dissatisfaction was growing stronger, so she asked in a low voice, "Song Yi, are you angry?"

“…No.” Song Yi adjusted his tone. “I was just worried that you would come back late and not have time to help me with my homework.”

"No, I won't," Yan Zhen said. "I'll try to get back as soon as possible."

"Okay," Song Yisong said somewhat reluctantly, "I'll wait for you at home."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhen frowned slightly.

Isn't Song Yi's possessiveness a bit too strong?

But then again, Yan Zhen could understand his thoughts.

He's only sixteen, and kids his age really value their "best friends."

He probably considered her his best friend, but when he discovered she had another best friend, he realized he wasn't her only or most important friend, and he became jealous.

Yan Zhen touched the snacks in the drawer, planning to coax him when she got home that night.

After class, Yan Zhen ate something at the cafeteria and then went to the library.

Sun Yue had already arrived, and upon seeing her from afar, she waved enthusiastically: "Lin Xun, over here!"

Yan Zhen walked over to a window seat. From there, she could see the school's artificial lake, where the sunset was reflected on the surface, creating a seamless blend of water and sky – an unparalleled view.

Yan Zhen greeted Sun Yue, and the two began to study in silence.

Two hours flew by.

At nine o'clock, Yan Zhen said goodbye to Sun Yue, packed his things and left.

As Yan Zhen walked out of the library, he took out his phone and found more than a dozen WeChat messages on the silent screen, all from Song Yi.

"are you back?"

"Aren't you coming back yet?"

"Lin Xun, when are you coming back?"

The last message was a meme of a puppy lying on the ground, so bored that mushrooms were growing on its head.

Yan Zhen: "..."

It takes a normal person twenty minutes to walk from the library to Dexian Building, but Yan Zhen, due to his physical condition, walks slowly and it took him half an hour to get back to Song Yi's house.

She unlocked the door with her fingerprint and immediately saw Song Yi sitting on the floor in the entryway, holding a small knife and sharpening a pencil.

There were twenty or thirty sharpened pencils next to it, and the ground was covered with pencil shavings.

Hearing Yan Zhen enter, Song Yi looked up at her, then lowered his head and continued with his work.

Yan Zhen walked over and asked, puzzled, "Why are you sharpening so many pencils?"

Song Yi said calmly, "We need to use it."

Yan Zhen could sense the anger in his words. Looking at his pencil-sharpening movements, he saw that each stroke was harder than the last, leaving the pencil uneven and pitted. It was clear that he was venting his anger with the pencil.

Yan Zhen squatted down in front of him: "Are you angry?"

"No."

"Really not?" Yan Zhen patted his backpack. "I was planning to come back and coax you, but since you're not angry, I won't."

Song Yi paused in his pencil-sharpening motion. The next moment, he dropped what he was holding and reached into her schoolbag: "What's this? Let me see."

Yan Zhen clutched his backpack: "Didn't you say you weren't angry? Then don't look at it."

“…I am a little angry, just a tiny bit,” Song Yi said, pinching a “tiny bit” distance between his thumb and forefinger. “Just a tiny bit.”

Yan Zhen patiently asked, "Why are you angry?"

Song Yi thought for a moment and said, "Because you have new friends, and you don't play with me because of them."

"Humans are social animals, and socializing is a normal behavior. Different friends can help me in different areas," Yan Zhen said. "And even if I make new friends, I will not abandon you, my old friend."

"Help? What kind of help do you need?" Song Yi asked. "Money, power, or something to do for you? I can do all of that for you. You don't need to make new friends for personal gain."