The next morning, Lu Yichen came over with breakfast in hand. "I bought you-fried dough sticks, tofu pudding, and soy milk. Come eat after you wash up."
Luo Qiao asked, "Will you have time to come back for lunch?"
Lu Yichen grabbed a spoon for Luo Qiao and added a bit of sugar to her soy milk, stirred it, and placed it in front of her before serving her a small bowl of tofu pudding. Then he sat down. "I'll come back and make lunch for you once I'm done with my errands."
After breakfast, he dropped Luo Qiao off at the school gate before leaving to attend to his own matters.
Once in the classroom and seated, Xiao Ya, looking downcast, said to Luo Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, we're almost at the end of the month exams again. I feel like my brain is turning to mush, everything's a mess."
Luo Qiao looked up at Xiao Ya, whose complexion wasn't good. "What's been going on with you these past few days? Did you encounter some problem?"