His Sweetheart

Chapter 10

Yan Heng finished his meal and went straight to the classroom. Tianxin originally intended to go back to the dormitory, but was stopped by Qi Yue. Tianxin stood at the cafeteria entrance, wondering what Qi Yue wanted.

Qi Yue looked at Tianxin's nervousness and wondered if he was really that scary. "Is there something you need, Qi classmate?" Tianxin's mind went blank and all he could think of was how to reject him.

"It's like this, Yan Heng is very disobedient, going through a serious rebellious phase. This time it's pretty serious. I want to ask for your help. Can you bring breakfast to him every day and persuade him to eat well?" Qi Yue had no way of getting through to Yan Heng himself, but Tianxin was different.

"I'll try, but I'm not sure if he will listen to me," Tianxin's temper was unpredictable, and it was hard to understand what he was thinking.

"It's okay, as long as you go and persuade him, I believe the effect won't be too bad. Thank you," they say love can heal the wounds in one's heart, but they don't know if it applies to Yan Heng.

"You're welcome, we're classmates after all," Tianxin returned to the dormitory, where Zhu Ting was playing with her phone on the bed and Zhu Yan was doing math problems. The others were probably out studying.

When they saw Tianxin come in, they stopped what they were doing. Qi Yue looked at Tianxin intently. "What's wrong with Yan Heng?" Tianxin put her English book on the table. "The doctor said it's stomach problems caused by irregular eating habits."

"That's good, I was really scared by his appearance," Zhu Ting felt that her attitude towards Yan Heng was a bit better now.

Tianxin washed her face and felt much clearer. "Zhu Ting, Zhu Yan, let's go study outside," she wanted to find something to do or else she would feel suffocated.

The next day, after getting up and packing up everything, they went to the cafeteria. Tianxin suddenly remembered that she forgot to ask Yan Heng what he liked to eat, but she decided to buy six steamed buns, two cups of soy milk, one order of two steamed buns and one order of four.

"Tianxin, why did you buy two breakfasts?" Zhao Xuexi was puzzled. When did this little girl become such a big eater?

Pan Xiaojiang and Tan Xiaoyue were also confused, but Zhu Ting and Zhu Yan smiled at each other and burst out laughing. Pan Xiaojiang held his breakfast and poked Zhu Ting, "What are you laughing at?"

"Our little Tianxin's spring is coming, I'm happy," Zhu Yan hugged Xiaojiang's neck and he struggled, "Be careful, this is the cafeteria. Don't ruin my ladylike image."

Pan Xiaojiang rolled his eyes, "What image do you have that's ladylike? Look at Little Yue, she's the real lady."

Tan Xiaoyue felt a bit embarrassed, holding her breakfast there. Zhao Xuexi watched a bunch of rookies pecking at each other, "So Tianxin's breakfast is for Yan Heng?"

"Smart and wise," Zhu Ting nodded as if she could teach the children.

"Sweetie, are you preparing to chase after Yan Heng? Although Yan Heng's rumors aren't great, he's really handsome, and we're all your backup, so go for it," Zhu Yan joked.

Sweetie looked at the crowd of onlookers and calmly walked towards the teaching building with her breakfast. "Ah, my little sweetie can be so calm. I'm getting more and more fond of her," Zhu Ting said, covering her heart, looking ecstatic.

"Attention seeker," Zhu Yan looked disgusted.

"The birth of an actor," Zhao Xuexi smirked.

"Cut it out, guys," Pan Xiaojiang scolded.

Heartbroken, Zhu Ting watched everyone leave. Could she still play happily? She glanced at Tan Xiaoyue, who was the most gentle and lovely of them all. "Take care," Tan Xiaoyue patted Zhu Ting's shoulder with a solemn expression.

Zhu Ting screamed in her heart, "They're all liars." She was pitiful, helpless, but still had to go to early morning self-study.

When Sweetie returned to the classroom, several people had already arrived, probably the earliest of the dorm students. Yan Heng hadn't come yet, but his desk was neatly arranged, with all his books placed together, and his homework book in the drawer. Sweetie placed the steamed buns in the drawer and the soy milk on the table, then started memorizing words. Middle school texts needed to be memorized, and although high school English texts didn't need to be, the teacher required them to be familiar with key grammar sentences. Sweetie had almost memorized the words when Yan Heng came in.

But he looked listless, as if he had just opened his eyes after getting out of bed. Did he stay up late? Yan Heng sat down and looked at the soy milk on the table. His eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Is this from you?"

"Um, there's also steamed buns. I don't know what you like to eat. I'll bring you whatever you want next time," Sweetie said.

Yan Heng licked his lips. "No need. Don't bring any more. I won't eat it. Take it away." His voice was cold. Sweetie's heart skipped a beat. "You can pay for it. It's five yuan today."

Yan Heng put the soy milk and steamed buns on Sweetie's desk. "Are you trying to force me to eat? But I really don't want to. Don't be delusional," he said before lying down on his desk and falling asleep. Was he very tired? Sweetie didn't want to disturb him, so she looked at the breakfast on her desk, feeling confused.

"Stupid Yanwang, you don't know how to appreciate kindness. If you don't want it, don't eat it. Sweetie, don't bring him breakfast anymore. He's really arrogant," Zhu Ting was filled with anger and glared at Yan Heng. Nobody owed anyone anything.

Tianxin signaled for her to stop talking, and Zhu Ting didn't want to cause any trouble during morning self-study. After watching a play for a while and seeing that there was no follow-up, everyone began to study and do homework.

Zhong You put down his school bag and smelled a strange odor, which turned out to be coming from his desk mate. "What's wrong? Why are you so angry so early in the morning?" Zhong You was of average height for a boy and had black eyes. At first glance, he looked a bit like Hu Xia.

"What else can it be? Tianxin brought breakfast for Yan Heng, and if he didn't eat it, that would be fine. But the way he looked and spoke, as if he was owed money from a past life and as if the whole world had wronged him," Zhu Ting said angrily. Tianxin tugged at Zhu Ting's clothes and shook her head, indicating that she shouldn't say anymore.

Zhong You looked at Zhu Ting and was impressed by her courage. "Don't say anymore, Yan Heng has mellowed out. Don't go looking for trouble yourself," Zhong You thought that Yan Heng was different from before. In the past, anyone who confronted him head-on would end up begging for mercy, regardless of gender.

Zhu Ting had confronted Yan Heng before, but he had never said a word. Zhu Ting couldn't listen to reason. "It serves him right for fainting on his own. Who is he blaming for his misfortune?"

With a loud "crack," everyone in the classroom looked in Yan Heng's direction. A ruler had been broken in half, and Yan Heng was holding one half of it while the other half had fallen to the ground and hit Tianxin's foot. Yan Heng's arm was also being pulled by Tianxin.

Zhong You also watched Yan Heng cautiously, ready to intervene. Yan Heng looked around at the people watching, both the curious and the nervous, and laughed self-deprecatingly. "I don't stoop to hitting women," he said before lying back down to sleep.

The commotion caused everyone to react differently. Zhu Ting was still upset, and she could see a ferocity in Yan Heng's eyes that made her uneasy. Zhong You was also frightened.

Tianxin looked at the breakfast on the table. "Zhong You, have you had breakfast yet?" She couldn't eat anymore, and it wouldn't taste good if she brought it back cold.

"Oh, not yet," Zhong You said unconsciously.

"Then have this, we've already eaten. I probably won't be able to finish it if I take it back," she said, gesturing to the breakfast still on the table.

Zhong You felt a bit embarrassed. "You should eat it, or else I'll be wasting it," Tianxin didn't want to see it go to waste, and Zhong You didn't want to make a fuss, so he took the breakfast and began to eat.

After the morning self-study ended, Tianxin didn't even know what she had studied. Yan Heng had woken up, but he was really tired. Even though the entire classroom was filled with the sound of students reciting and writing, he was able to fall asleep easily. Yan Heng rubbed his temples and still felt a bit dazed. He couldn't fall asleep at night, and although sleeping pills had helped at first, they made him more excited later on. He could go a whole night without feeling sleepy.

"Yan Heng, what are you doing tonight? It'll wear you out like this." "Studying," Yan Heng replied flatly. It was true. If he couldn't sleep at night, he had to find something to distract himself, or he would go crazy. "You can study during the day and go to bed early at night." "I have insomnia," Yan Heng said with boredom. He touched his pocket and remembered that he had changed his clothes. "Do you have any candy?" Tianxin found an orange-flavored candy for Yan Heng. "I'm sorry," she hesitated for a moment before apologizing. Yan Heng's face changed after hearing that. "I hate those three words the most." Tianxin was so scared by Yan Heng's reaction that she accidentally hit her hand on the desk frame. Something must have happened to Yan Heng for him to become like this. Yan Heng was a little annoyed that he had almost lost control just now and had scared her. "Are you feeling any better?" Tianxin looked at Yan Heng. Yan Heng was silent, and Tianxin wasn't embarrassed. She talked to herself, "What do you like to eat? The cafeteria has vegetable pancakes, buns, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, fruit juice, soy milk, milk tea, ... If you don't like these, there's a breakfast shop outside with really good food," Tianxin kept recommending, but Yan Heng remained indifferent. "Tianxin, do you need to go to the bathroom?" Whether in high school or middle school, boys or girls, they always had to hold hands with one or two people to go to the bathroom. It seemed to have become a law. Tianxin went out, and there was laughter in the hallway, but the voices were not loud. If the head teacher heard it, he would surely criticize them again. Although it was forbidden to stand in the hallway during class breaks, whether talking or playing, the teachers also turned a blind eye to it to relax the students, as long as it didn't get too out of hand. "What's wrong with Yan Heng? Tianxin, don't bother with him anymore." "He's not," Tianxin suddenly fell silent. It seemed that there was nothing to say. Yan Heng was just Yan Heng, and there was no need to argue about misunderstandings from others. "Don't say that again in the future. I don't need Yan Heng's gratitude for what I did. From another perspective, I am a robber." "What? Tianxin, have you lost your mind?" What kind of logic was that? How did Tianxin's good intentions turn into robbery? "It's okay, just saying it," but if she had to be a robber, she wouldn't mind using that method if it worked. Author's Note: Yan Heng: I heard you're going to force me to sell something? Tianxin: I'm a robber.