Saving the Obsessive Villain Boss [Quick Transmigration] (GL) - Chapter 29
“Cough, cough, cough—”
Shi Qingyi, who had lied, seemed completely unaware that she had let the cat out of the bag. Jiang Zhiyi was crying uncontrollably, struggling to breathe, and began to cough laboriously. Shi Qingyi held her wrist and gently patted her thin back.
“Move again and the needle will come out.”
If that happened, she’d have to re-needle, which would be painful just thinking about it. She finally managed to steady the IV drip. When she turned back, the girl was already nestled in her arms.
Her slender fingers clung to her shoulder, her shoulder blades trembling slightly. Shi Qingyi hesitated for a moment but slowly helped her catch her breath, patting her back gently, one stroke after another.
When she finished crying, Shi Qingyi wanted to fetch a glass of water to soothe her throat. Jiang Zhiyi, terrified she would run away, tried to tighten her arms, but then realized she had no right to do so and anxiously let go.
Shi Qingyi brought over a cup of warm water and looked at her school uniform with a displeased expression: “One I gave you that day it rained, and the other one you’ve soaked with tears today.”
She only had two school uniforms to wear on rotation, and now both were ruined because of her.
Jiang Zhiyi was still trembling slightly. Hearing this, she secretly looked up at her. The chest of the girl’s school uniform was damp with her tears. She hadn’t wanted to cry. She was already hungry, what was the big deal? But for some reason, when she realized that Shi Qingyi had awkwardly bought food for her because she was worried she was hungry, and even lied about it, she suddenly couldn’t hold back.
All her accumulated grievances burst forth at once. She just wanted to bury her head in Shi Qingyi’s arms. She had expected to be pushed away, but in the end, Shi Qingyi had simply let her cry the whole time, stiffly and awkwardly holding her.
Jiang Zhiyi sniffled. She didn’t know what she thought of, but the tips of her ears suddenly turned red. She whispered: “I can lend you my school uniform to wear.”
Shi Qingyi scoffed when she heard this, her indifferent gaze sweeping over her. Jiang Zhiyi’s flushed cheeks slowly turned ashen, completely drained of color.
She had been forced to buy two sets of school uniforms only in the first year of high school when the school mandated wearing uniforms for entry. She had worn them for three years. Even with meticulous care, damage was inevitable. The clothes were washed until they were white. Moreover, Shi Qingyi was a germaphobe.
It was normal for Shi Qingyi not to want to wear them.
“It would be a miracle if I could fit into your school uniform,” Shi Qingyi took a still-warm bun and used it to plug her mouth. “Eat more, or you really won’t grow any taller.”
The bun was still warm. Jiang Zhiyi instinctively bit a corner and quickly cupped it in her hands, secretly looking up at Shi Qingyi.
The girl leaned against the headboard, her silhouette stretched long by the sunlight outside the window. Jiang Zhiyi ate in small bites, feeling a bit annoyed that Shi Qingyi was right. She was only a little over 1.5 meters tall, and Shi Qingyi was nearly 1.7 meters. Of course, Shi Qingyi couldn’t fit into her school uniform.
But if she grew too fast, she probably wouldn’t be able to fit into her three-year-old school uniform either.
At that moment, Jiang Zhiyi suddenly felt the horror of poverty. She was even afraid to grow taller because she might not fit into her clothes. Her heart twinged. Suddenly, the person next to her looked up and asked: “Why is there a blank space here?”
Shi Qingyi was flipping through the morning’s workbook out of boredom and turned her head to look at her.
“Cough, cough, cough—” Jiang Zhiyi inexplicably coughed as soon as she looked, coughing so much she couldn’t raise her head, with only a suspicious patch of red on her ears.
The girl’s handwriting was elegant and neat. The entire homework and notes were completely written, except for a crescent-shaped blank space on the side, where not a single word was written.
“Can’t you be more careful…” She sounded like she was sighing, but still brought her water. Jiang Zhiyi sipped in small mouthfuls, feeling as if honey had been added to the ordinary water.
—In the end, she didn’t tell her that the blank space was simply because Shi Qingyi’s finger had rested there once.
After the injection, Shi Qingyi naturally paid the bill. It wasn’t expensive, just the price of a meal out for Shi Qingyi, but it was a whole month’s worth of meal money for Jiang Zhiyi.
“I will pay you back later.” The sunlight was bright and clear. She stepped on Shi Qingyi’s shadow behind her, seemingly tireless, as if that was enough to keep up with her pace.
“Who wants you to pay me back?” Seemingly considering the short legs behind her, Shi Qingyi couldn’t help but slow her pace slightly. She turned back with a cold face, like a cat whose sore spot had been stepped on: “I just brought you here to fake a medical record to deceive my mother.”
Jiang Zhiyi quickly nodded along with her words, soothing her: “Mhm, mhm.”
I know, I know. It definitely wasn’t because you saw I was hungry and bought me food, and you had to lie that you couldn’t finish it so you threw it to me. And it definitely wasn’t because you saw I had a cold and specially brought me here for an injection. It’s even less likely that you were bullying me into helping you with notes by giving me a brand-new workbook.
Her expression was so innocent and kind, as if she believed everything Shi Qingyi said, that it made Shi Qingyi feel a little choked up.
This absence lasted for nearly half a day’s worth of classes. When they returned, it was time for the midday nap. As soon as Shi Qingyi sat down, a girl in front of her turned around.
Her gaze inevitably fell upon Jiang Zhiyi, revealing a trace of disgust. She subtly moved a little further away: “The old monitor asked you to go over to the office when you got back.”
After speaking, she quickly walked away, avoiding them as if they were something dirty.
Jiang Zhiyi pretended not to see anything the entire time. She was used to it long ago, but she was still a little uneasy since it was in front of Shi Qingyi.
Shi Qingyi tossed all the cold medicine the doctor had given her onto Jiang Zhiyi’s desk: “Drink it soon and get well. Don’t cough every day and keep me from sleeping.”
Jiang Zhiyi looked at the table full of cold medicine, including various capsules and cough syrups. She tidied them up and suddenly remembered her words.
Keeping her from sleeping could be during class in the daytime, or… at night?
She shook her head abruptly, feeling that her thoughts were becoming too inappropriate.
The old monitor was still grading papers in the office in the middle of the day. Seeing her approach, he frowned and gently admonished: “It’s already hard for me to explain you skipping class, and now you even took someone else out. How am I supposed to approve the leave?”
Having such a troublemaker in his class was simply shortening his lifespan.
There weren’t many teachers in the senior high office, and it was quite empty. Shi Qingyi found a chair and sat down herself: “Just record it as sick leave, right? Anyway, no one cares about her.”
Even if she was so sick that her voice was hoarse and she couldn’t speak, even a cough in the classroom was a mistake. Who truly cared whether she lived or died?
The old monitor choked up. He couldn’t comment on such a matter. He could only try to adjust things, but ultimately it depended on the student herself, and he couldn’t make the decision for her.
“Never mind, never mind, let’s not talk about this,” the old monitor rubbed his temples tiredly. “Change your seat. If you find the desk unsatisfactory, I’ll have them move a brand-new one from the next classroom. What’s the point of sitting in the back? You can’t even see the blackboard.”
“Isn’t that a good thing?” Shi Qingyi raised her eyes, looking at the old monitor strangely.
Did he actually expect her to listen to the lecture?
Old monitor: “…”
The weather in late September was still stuffy. The classroom was stifling. Shi Qingyi didn’t want to go in and leaned against the railing, watching the person inside.
Poor little Jiang was still catching up on the morning’s class. Of course, no one was willing to lend her their notes, so she copied the explanations from the blackboard and figured it out herself.
Without tutoring materials, and without external cram schools, she still maintained a steady position in the top twenty of her grade. Truly worthy of being the villain boss, most people couldn’t catch up to that intelligence.
She was actually pretty, too. Her eyes were big and bright, but her hair was a little long, covering those especially beautiful eyes. She should get a haircut. Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly saw the girl, who had been sitting upright with a straight back, secretly turn her head and look outside, right into Shi Qingyi’s eyes.
Poor little Jiang froze, not expecting to be caught peeking. The golden-haired girl, leaning on the railing, couldn’t help but curve her lips and let out a soft laugh.
That smile made Jiang Zhiyi zone out for a moment. By the time she reacted, a tall boy was already blocking the golden-haired girl in the corridor.
A tall, big boy, refined and handsome, stood with his back to Jiang Zhiyi, holding a rose in his hand.
The students in the class who weren’t sleeping immediately got excited and started gossiping quietly.
“That’s the class heartthrob from the next class, isn’t it? He really is quite handsome.”
“He must be here to confess to Shi Qingyi from our class. Confessing right next to the office, that’s bold, really brave.”
“Speaking of which, they actually look quite compatible.”
Jiang Zhiyi’s mind went blank. She stood up with a bang. She was too hasty, and her school uniform snagged the desk, making a scratching sound. The surrounding classmates started grumbling, but she couldn’t care less and staggered out.
There were a few boys from the next class gathered at the end of the corridor, apparently helping the boy strategize.
“Don’t push, don’t push! Save me some space!”
“Is he going to succeed soon?”
“He gave her the flower. Damn, soon, soon!”
The bl00d in Jiang Zhiyi’s body cooled inch by inch. A sour and unfamiliar emotion was brewing in her heart. She fiercely clenched her jaw, desperately suppressing the urge to rush over, grab Shi Qingyi, and run away.
She wanted to take her away, to make all those who coveted her go away, the farther the better. She wanted to gouge out the eyes of anyone who dared to look at her with such covetousness!
No one is allowed to covet her—
She repeatedly screamed this unrealistic thought in her heart, but her head sank lower and lower. As she passed the classroom door, she was impatiently pushed by a boy who was secretly watching.
“What are you doing? Walking so slowly. Don’t you know good dogs don’t block the way—”
She stumbled from the push. Her mind was in chaos, and she almost fell when a hand grabbed her just in time.
Shi Qingyi’s eyes were sharp as knives: “Who are you calling a dog? Say it again, try me?”
The boys, all over 1.8 meters tall, couldn’t help but shiver when faced with Shi Qingyi’s icy gaze. They each took a few steps back: “No, nothing…”
Jiang Zhiyi, however, only felt bitterness in her eyes. She looked at the arm that held her and then looked at Shi Qingyi’s palm, as if confirming something: “Where’s the flower?”
Her voice was careful, carrying a hint of anticipation.
“Threw it away,” Shi Qingyi said concisely. “What did you come out for?”
Jiang Zhiyi turned her head and, sure enough, found the rose in the trash can.
Her heart finally slowly came back to life, landing from 90,000 feet up. Hearing the question, she said: “I, I came out to mix the medicine.”
Shi Qingyi looked at her hand with a complex expression: “So, where is the medicine?”
“…”
Her hands were empty, holding nothing.
She lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s: “I forgot…”
She was too frantic, and too afraid, so she didn’t manage to grab anything at all before rushing out.
The girl’s head-down posture under the bright sunlight looked innocent and obedient, which inexplicably touched Shi Qingyi’s heart.
However, who would have thought that just a moment ago, the System’s alarm suddenly blared, telling her almost in panic that Jiang Zhiyi’s blackening value had nearly maxed out—
Scaring her into immediately throwing the rose away and rushing over.