Su Jinning helped him recall, "You had a hypoglycemic episode and then fainted. This is the infirmary." She summarized the incident in one sentence, without saying a single unnecessary word.
Shen Moyu scratched his already messy hair and answered "Ah..." but couldn't finish the sentence.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, he abruptly grabbed Su Jinning's arm, his handsome brows furrowing slightly, and asked seriously, "What time is it now?"
Su Jinning was a little slow to react, but still glanced at her watch and said, "It's 5:30 now, the first self-study session for seniors has just started."
Almost at a speed visible to Su Jinning, Shen Moyu's eyes filled with sorrow.
Shen Moyu clicked his tongue and, without thinking, hurriedly got out of bed. Just as he was about to put on his shoes, he felt a wave of dizziness and plopped back down on the bed.
Su Jinning sighed and pretended to be an adult, saying, "You've been lying down for so long, and you just woke up and you're moving so violently, it's no wonder you're dizzy."
Shen Moyu was anxious and slapped Su Jinning's hand away, saying, "I'm really in a hurry, don't block my way."
Just as she was about to get up, Su Jinning pulled her back down. This time, Su Jinning said seriously, "You just woke up and went out into the cold wind. The school doctor said you already have a bit of a cold. Do you want it to get worse?"
Shen Moyu ignored his words and hurriedly pulled out his phone, only to find that he couldn't turn it on no matter what he did. He then realized that his phone had run out of battery and shut down.
"Damn it." He complained about his bad luck, then turned to Su Jinning and asked, "Did you bring your phone? Can I borrow it?"
Su Jinning was puzzled, but she still took out her phone from her pocket, pressed a few buttons, but to no avail.
"Wow." Su Jinning looked up: "What a coincidence."
"Your phone is off too?!"
"Hmm." Su Jinning shrugged innocently.
Shen Moyu lowered her eyes resignedly, then hurriedly put on her shoes, saying in a rushed tone, "I have urgent business to attend to and must go home. Thank you for taking care of me earlier."
His sudden thanks flattered Su Jinning, but she still stopped him, saying, "Don't move."
Shen Moyu grew impatient: "Is there anything else?"
"Finish the boxed lunch on the table before you leave." Su Jinning raised an eyebrow at the seafood bibimbap on the table.
Shen Moyu glanced at it and said, "No need, the Sports Committee doesn't care about this, right?"
"..."
Su Jinning was speechless after being rebuked, and she was also a little angry.
He had been watching over Shen Moyu ever since he fainted, fearing that no one would take care of him. Then, out of kindness, he went downstairs to buy him a boxed lunch. He didn't know Shen Moyu's tastes and spent a long time choosing the right one. In the end, his good intentions were wasted, and he couldn't help but feel that what he had done was superfluous.
"Then open it and eat a couple of bites, otherwise I've wasted my money." He simply handed over the lunchbox, his tone somewhat indifferent.
Shen Moyu looked at him like he was a burden and said, "I really have something to do, can you please not stop me?"
"Damn it." Su Jinning cursed, then threw the boxed lunch on the table, looking at him with an expression that said, "I won't leave until you eat it." "I've already bought it, so eat it, or I'll pay for double."
Making trouble out of nothing?
The word came to his mind in an instant.
"Su Jinning, are you fucking sick?"
"You're fucking crazy!" Su Jinning kicked the table leg hard, then moved closer to Shen Moyu: "Is what I gave you poisonous? You think just looking at it will kill you?"
Shen Moyu instinctively stepped back: "Get out of the way."
Su Jinning slammed the seafood bibimbap she was holding onto the table, grabbed Shen Moyu's shoulder, and leaned in close.
"Do you really think it's funny that you keep saying 'no need,' 'thank you, I don't need it' all the time?"
Shen Moyu was stunned for a moment.
"What? Is everything that's nice to you thorny?" Su Jinning raised her voice and said, "You're suffering from low blood sugar, aren't you? Will accepting a little help cost you a piece of flesh? I'm just baffled. In my eyes, we're at least friends, right? Are you that annoyed with me?"
Shen Moyu's cold rejections always made Su Jinning feel extremely uncomfortable. His attempts to distance himself were nothing short of a provocation to Su Jinning.
Seeing Su Jinning's indifferent gaze, Shen Moyu nudged his shoulder.
"I just don't want to bother others. Do you all have to run laps with me because of me? Besides, I can manage on my own."
"Bullshit." Su Jinning stared at him intently. "Then who was the one who fainted just now?"
Shen Moyu was speechless. But what Su Jinning didn't know was that he simply didn't want to be a burden to others and disliked being looked at as troublesome…
He's always had this stubborn streak, a habit he himself considers a bad one. But he never likes being a burden or bothering others; in any case, he's always been alone.
“I just wanted to tell you this.” Su Jinning released him: “You’ve been locking yourself in ice, and in the end, it’s not the people who get close to you who will freeze to death, it’s yourself.”
Shen Moyu was stunned by his words, her heart tightened suddenly, and she felt a sense of familiarity when she looked at Su Jinning.
He closed his eyes and sighed: "You don't need to say these things."
But Su Jinning just coldly raised an eyebrow: "I just don't like you."
Shen Moyu took a deep breath, trying her best not to get angry: "First, I really have something urgent to do right now. Second, I can't eat this meal."
Su Jinning seemed to be provoked by his next words, her gaze suddenly becoming deep: "Why can't you eat it?"
Shen Moyu chose to ignore his persistent questioning.
This time, Su Jinning didn't stop him from leaving. But as he reached the door, she smiled and said, "Is this how you treat me only?"
Shen Moyu turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"If it were someone else, you'd be chatting with them while holding your lunchbox. Is it just because it's me that you're refusing?" Su Jinning walked forward on his own, the dim afterglow of the sunset outside the window scattering across his face, making him look lonely.
"What does this have to do with you?"
"Because of the forum incident, you want to distance yourself from me." Su Jinning looked at him with certainty, then looked away after a moment: "So you hate me."