"Okay, it's all my fault, satisfied now?" Ye Jingzhi indulgently compromised, tousling Ye Qingci's hair, "It's getting late, I should go back to sleep, and you should rest early as well."
"Big brother, let me take you." Ye Qingci stood up, pushing Ye Jingzhi's wheelchair, and escorted him back to his room.
Several days later, Ye Qingci's wounds had healed, and she revoked her medical leave to return to school for classes.
She'd chosen a design major in college. With her talent and diligence, she was a model student in the eyes of her classmates and a prized pupil to her teachers.
She liked the campus environment—simple, clean, almost free of scheming and deceit.
However, because she was quiet and didn't enjoy socializing, she didn't have many friends at school, which sometimes left her feeling lonely.
Actually, aside from Shuijing, she had two other good friends with whom she grew up and shared a close bond, almost like sisters.