Chapter 107: Chapter 107

Ren Chong nodded vigorously in agreement.

Zhu Ci wanted to say, Shen You’an always kept to herself, aloof and indifferent, how could she appear kind?

After thinking it over, arguing was futile against two voices, so she swallowed the words of rebuttal.

Shen You’an sat in an empty spot with her meal; she never had friends, so she always ate alone.

She ate while looking at her phone, quite content by herself.

High school didn’t enforce restrictions on bringing phones, here it depended on self-discipline, so students using their phones for entertainment during breaks wouldn’t be stopped by the teachers.

Students here were more self-disciplined than average, so there were no issues of becoming addicted to phones.

Shen You’an dialed a number and placed the phone to her ear.

It rang three times before it was answered.

There was a gentle smile on Shen You’an’s lips which, in others’ eyes, surprisingly made this usually cool academic star look a bit softer.

Someone grew curious—who was she calling?

The call arrived unexpectedly, Rong Xianning’s cheeks were flushed when he answered, though Shen You’an couldn’t see this at all.

At this moment, he was standing in Shen You’an’s room, with a paper bag lying at his feet, showing a soft hint of pink beneath.

By the time Rong Xianning realized what it was, it was too late.

A good night’s rest was awakened by the morning sun; when he got up, the house was already empty.

He used the food in the fridge to make breakfast, then started tidying up the room.

He just mopped the floor, with no intention of snooping; when he saw a paper bag on the floor by the bed, Rong Xianning thought to lift it and place it on the table, planning to dry that spot and then put the bag back.

He didn’t expect the bag to be so fragile; as soon as he lifted it, the contents spilled out...

And then the phone rang.

"Rong Xianning, have you had lunch?"

A gentle, smiling voice came from the phone, which erased the embarrassment completely, leaving only shock.

In a flash, he remembered not long ago, beside that flower bed in Qingzhou, that dawn filled with dewdrops.

Did she recognize his voice, or...

Rong Xianning pressed his pale lips together, silent for a moment.

"What do you want for dinner? I’ll bring it to you, no need to force yourself to speak, just text me, and let me know if you need anything else."

After a pause, Shen You’an glanced at a sliver of sunlight coming through the window and smiled, "The sun is nice today, make a meal to fill your stomach, then move a chair on the balcony to bask in the sun while reading a book, and the day will be gone."

"Got to go, see you tonight."

Rong Xianning held the phone, the call was already ended.

Can flowers still bloom in a parched sandy field?

He didn’t know, just as he didn’t understand the warmth flowing in his heart at this moment.

Not intense, but enough to comfort him for a lifetime.

While eating, Shen You’an was thinking about Rong Xianning.

He seemed like a somewhat melancholic kid, and his symptoms were severe.

In a past life, Shen You’an had never heard of rumors about Rong Xianning in this regard, which meant two possibilities.

He got through it on his own.

Or he became increasingly severe, severe enough that no one knew.

It seems this "top-tier path" isn’t for everyone.

No matter what Rong Xianning was like in a past life, in this life, Shen You’an owed him a favor.

In the afternoon, class committee elections took place, Shen You’an had no interest in it, so apart from voting, she spent the entire time drawing.

Wang Chiru was elected class president, having been the class president since junior high; he was scholarly and upright, and no one opposed this.

The vice president was Lii Yinyin, the study commissioner was Gao Yuyue, and the cultural commissioner was undoubtedly Qin Xiangge.

The discipline commissioner was Zhu Ci, the life commissioner was Ye Song, the health commissioner was Ren Chong, and the sports commissioner was Zhang Zirui.

Once elected, the president and vice president organized the class committee to move new books.

Then distributed them to the students.

When a stack of new books appeared in Shen You’an’s hands, a "ding" sounded, and a childish voice echoed in her mind.

"Student God System No. 007 reporting to the host, let’s embark on a delightful high school journey together."

The points were exhausted, and the potion was about to run out, so Shen You’an had to start completing system tasks.

Shen You’an opened the panel, and five colored buttons appeared in front of her, representing morality, intelligence, sports, aesthetics, and labor respectively.