Little Terrified Bun

The excluded chubby kid stood between the two of them unhappily.
Humph! If only the yellow-haired kid’s seat wasn’t behind Wei Jing, he would be the one hanging out with Wei Jing.
He was filled with a sense of crisis upon thinking of Wei Jing and Xu Jiahui’s coincidental absence, as well as how both of them returned to school at the same time.

Chubby Ye thought about it for a while, then replied proudly, “So what if you failed the test? There’s nothing to be scared of when you have money.”

Even if he got 0 on the test, his father could use his wealth to get him admitted into a good school.
Having a wealthy background, the chubby kid always thought that he was especially impressive.

The Wei Jing and Xu Jiahui who also never lacked money: …

Xu Jiahui cast a disdainful glance at the chubby kid, then turned back to Wei Jing with shiny eyes.
“Do you want to come to my house to play tonight? You can even draw with my dad.” The test was already in the back of his mind; he wouldn’t be the only one who failed anyways.

After a few days, when the scores were announced, Xu Jiahui would be struck dumb by Wei Jing’s first place score; he felt that he had been deceived.
QAQ

Wei Jing hesitated for a while, then refused his request.
“Not now, Big brother and I have just moved, so we have quite a lot of things to do.
Maybe after a few more days!”

“Alright!” The Xu Jiahui who had been rejected sounded as dead as a frozen cabbage.

The chubby who was ignored suddenly let out a loud laugh upon hearing the rejection, not to mention how elated he seemed when he looked at Xu Jiahui.
Wei Jing went to his house last time, but he didn’t go to Xu Jiahui’s house.
It indeed seemed like he was more important to Wei Jing~

Happy ﹋o﹋

Wei Jing had his lunch in the school cafeteria.
His current situation couldn’t compare to when he lived in Wei’s residence, when everything was taken care of.
On the other hand, Wei Zhe was a high school junior and had an afternoon study session.
He had to utilize every second to the fullest as it was a critical time for him.
Since it wasn’t safe for Wei Jing to go home alone, he would eat his lunch in the school cafeteria from now on.

The cafeteria had cheap dishes, as well as some of the more expensive ones.

Wei Jing ordered sweet and sour ribs and sauteed meat and enjoyed them slowly.

The person who sat across from him was a student from a higher grade, skinny and tall.
His skin appeared slightly pale, but he had beautiful facial features, looking like one of those melancholy princes of future trends.
Compared to Wei Jing’s lunch, the student’s was much more pitiful: a big bowl of rice and a plate of boiled cabbage with a little salted vegetables and a bowl of egg and seaweed soup on the side that were freely given by the school.

Wei Jing looked at the student’s dishes, then his own, and blinked.
He then pushed his dishes towards the student and asked cautiously, “Do you want to have some?”

The teenager looked up and glanced over at Wei Jing.
“It’s fine.” He pursed his lips.

Although he replied with those words, his body was very honest – he swallowed his saliva subconsciously; he hadn’t consumed meat in a long time.
Twelve years old was a time when children have good appetites and they grow the most.

“It’s alright, I can’t finish it anyways.
It will all go to waste.” Wei Jing had spoken the truth – his appetite wasn’t big and one dish should suffice, but because he had a picky mouth and never liked to eat only one dish, he bought two.

Before the child’s kind gaze, the youngster carefully picked up a chopstick-full of the sauteed meat.
“Thank you.”

“En.” Wei Jing nodded and ate along.