Ye Wan had just walked into the cafeteria when her gaze was instinctively drawn to Jiang Cheng sitting nearby; her dull eyes sparkled for a split second.
However, she soon looked away silently after casting a faint glance, just like usual.
Clearly, although Jiang Cheng was very handsome, she didn't recognize him immediately.
Ye Wan kept her head down quietly, eating her meal mouthful by mouthful with gentle and careful movements.
Jiang Cheng gazed at her, feeling more and more that her behavior was a bit strange.
After a while, Jiang Cheng noticed that Ye Wan was eating with her left hand, which made her movements appear somewhat clumsy.
This action suddenly reminded him of the scene at the Barbecue Restaurant last time.
To avoid that naughty child, Ye Wan had grabbed the scorching hot barbecue tray with her bare hands.
It must have been because of the burn.
Sure enough, Jiang Cheng took a look and saw that the burn on her hand had not yet healed.
Looking at the way Ye Wan ate silently, a strange feeling welled up in Jiang Cheng's heart.
She looked small and petite, but her expression was full of unyielding stubbornness.
The summer breeze blew gently through the cafeteria entrance, bringing a hint of coolness.
Ye Wan's shoulder-length short hair swayed gently with the breeze.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze, flowing quietly without a sound.
Suddenly, a notification sound from wechat broke the silence.
Jiang Cheng checked the message, then slowly stood up and walked toward Ye Wan.
Ye Wan, who was eating her rice with her head down, inadvertently noticed a pair of brand-new LV men's shoes appearing by the table where she sat.
A hint of doubt rose in her heart as her gaze slowly moved up from the shoes, eventually meeting Jiang Cheng's eyes as he looked down at her.
The moment their eyes met, time seemed to freeze once again.
After a few seconds of silence, Ye Wan was the first to break it, her voice carrying a hint of surprise: "You... you're the male... student who spoke up for me that day."
Looking into Ye Wan's clear eyes, Jiang Cheng gave a slight nod.
"Your hand hasn't healed yet?" His voice was deep and magnetic, as if creating a ripple in Ye Wan's heart.
The expression on Ye Wan's face quickly returned to normal.
She nodded, then lowered her head and continued eating her rice.
Seeing that Ye Wan still remembered him, Jiang Cheng sat right down in front of her.
As he sat, Ye Wan's expression clearly became exceptionally nervous.
Her left hand instinctively put down the spoon, her hands tightly gripped the edge of the tray, and her body unconsciously shrank back a little.
A trace of unease flickered in her eyes, making her look as if she might stand up and leave at any moment.
"You haven't even finished your food, where are you going?" Jiang Cheng said softly, his gaze darting toward her burned left hand.
In the area that had been burned, the blisters had long since been rubbed raw, revealing red flesh; a few spots had even started to become inflamed, which was heart-wrenching to see.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frown. "Why haven't you bandaged this?"
Hearing this, Ye Wan's heart tightened, and she immediately pulled her right hand back under the table.
She shook her head gently and said in a low voice, "It's no trouble, it'll get better on its own in a few days." Her voice was so quiet it was as if only she could hear it.
"It's like this and you say it's no trouble? It must hurt quite a bit when the wound gets wet, right?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng continue to press, Ye Wan smiled slightly, trying to hide her inner unease, and answered softly, "No... it doesn't hurt."
Ye then gave Jiang Cheng a grateful look and said with a smile, "Thank you for last time."
Her smile was tinged with a hint of shyness; she had always kept Jiang Cheng's help in mind.
"Then finish up quickly and come with me to a certain place."
Hearing this, Ye Wan looked up in surprise, a confused expression in her eyes as she asked softly, "Ah... what place?"
"I'm not very familiar with the school, walk with me for a bit." Jiang Cheng's gaze was honest and sincere, making it impossible to refuse.
Ye Wan naturally knew about Jiang Cheng's reputation.
After all, they were classmates, and the entire school knew about Jiang Cheng's donation during Military Training.
On ordinary days, everyone would discuss Jiang Cheng's affairs, and she had heard a bit here and there.
Jiang Cheng hardly ever came to school, so she believed the part about him being unfamiliar with it.
She thought Jiang Cheng really needed her help.
She nodded, then used her clumsy left hand to speed up her eating.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng didn't say anything; he just silently scrolled through his phone while watching her out of the corner of his eye.
Time passed in silence. Three minutes later, Ye Wan stood up, picked up her empty tray, and said softly to Jiang Cheng, "Wait for me a moment, I'll put this away."
In Jiang Cheng's eyes, her figure carried a heart-wrenching fragility.
Jiang Cheng walked out of the cafeteria, and Ye Wan followed closely behind him. Her footsteps were very light, as if she had no presence at all.
Yet she didn't make a sound at all.
She didn't even show any intention of asking Jiang Cheng where he wanted to go.
This actually made Jiang Cheng feel a bit puzzled.
Finally, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but break the silence: "My name is Jiang Cheng."
Ye Wan nodded slightly and answered calmly, "I know, the whole school knows you."
"Oh, so I'm that famous?" Jiang Cheng said with a laugh, putting on a roguish manner.
However, Ye Wan's next words made Jiang Cheng stop in his tracks.
"You donated a lot of money and air conditioners. Students often call their parents to tell them about it, and because of that, the electricity bills in the dorms have also increased."
After Ye Wan finished speaking, Jiang Cheng stopped walking.
He hadn't actually considered this problem.
But since Ye Wan brought it up, it meant that such a thing did indeed exist.
"I hadn't thought about that. So, has the electricity bill issue also caused trouble for you?"
Ye Wan looked up, her gaze falling on Jiang Cheng's handsome face, a trace of stubbornness showing in her eyes.
Then she lowered her head again and looked elsewhere, saying somewhat stubbornly, "I... for me, it's fine not to use the air conditioner, but the people in my dorm even buy washing machines to wash their clothes instead of doing it by hand. The monthly electricity bill is a waste, and if air conditioners are installed too..."