Reminder: This chapter is about past lives.

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May 2016, the beginning of summer.

The weather is cloudy.

Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School, Grade 3 Class 8, third period in the afternoon, self-study class.

In the classroom, there are piles of books and test papers on the desks. The classmates are immersed in the sea of ​​books. The second hand of the clock hanging on the wall is spinning rapidly, and the blackboard at the back indicates a reminder of 32 days until the college entrance examination.

Four consecutive seats.

A dark-skinned, somewhat handsome boy raised his arm and lightly elbowed Jiang Ning on the left. There was a hint of embarrassment in his smile: "Brother Ning, do you have money? Lend me fifty."

Jiang Ning looked away from the phone screen and asked curiously: "Brother Nan, are you online?"

Ma Shicheng next to him said: "Brother Ning, don't borrow it. If he gets caught in Mao's net, it will definitely be wasted."

Guo Kunnan argued: "I chase my elementary school girl, how can I call it a waste of time?"

Jiang Ning asked: "Is there any difference?"

Guo Kunnan: "What the hell!"

Ma Shicheng: "Brother Ning has been tough since he stopped pursuing Shen Qing'e."

Jiang Ning's face flashed abnormally. Shen Qing'e now had a new love. He had already lost his spirit under the repeated blows.

Ma Shicheng noticed Jiang Ning's subtle expression. He realized that he had said the wrong thing and simply patted Jiang Ning on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter, the next one will be better."

Guo Kunnan sighed and found something to say: "Hey, do you know that Xue Yuantong, our former Class 8 student, has not come to school since the accident that day."

After hearing this, Ma Shicheng's face showed something strange: "I heard that the students in Class 1 at that time thought she was sleeping and slept all night studying. It was not until the teacher called her after school that she realized she had fainted."

Guo Kunnan lowered his voice: "It is said that a student from Class 1 visited her in the hospital and said she had acute leukemia."

When Jiang Ning heard this, two pictures emerged in her mind. One was a short, childish-faced little girl who often held a cup of boiling water and ate big biscuits.

The other one is the current Xue Yuantong, who is surrounded by the aura of being number one in the city. He has a slim figure, is charming and pure, and is admirable.

Jiang Ning had heard the name of leukemia for a long time, and he subconsciously said: "Do I need a marrow transplant?"

Ma Shicheng shook his head: "We don't know. There are many types of leukemia, and each treatment plan is different."

Jiang Ning: "It would be great if Chen Qian was still here and could understand a little bit."

After being divided into classes, Chen Qian has entered the experimental class.

While he was talking, monitor Huang Zhongfei walked into the class and stood still on the podium.

Big-mouthed Yu Wen asked: "Squad leader, how are you doing?"

Huang Zhongfei frowned and faced the whole class: "The situation is not very good."

In the afternoon, he and Teacher Shan went to the hospital to visit classmate Xue Yuantong. Xue Yuantong looked normal, but after asking the doctor for details, Shan Qingrong ran to the corner of the hospital and smoked a cigarette silently.

Before leaving, Shan Qingrong stuffed him with three thousand yuan, and Huang Zhongfei also released three thousand yuan.

Geng Lu said: "The conditions of Xue Yuantong's family should be average. Do we want to donate a little? A few dollars will do."

Before other students responded, Zhang Chi, who was in the last row, said dissatisfiedly: "Why should I donate?"

Geng Lu had a hot temper, and she replied unceremoniously: "You don't have to donate if you don't want to. No one has asked you to donate. And I just said that as long as you want to donate, a few dollars is fine. Besides, I'll ask again."

One sentence, Zhang Chi, have you ever copied someone else's homework? Do you dare to swear?"

Facing Geng Lu's series of attacks, Zhang Chi looked depressed and was speechless in reply. He finally said: "Whoever wants to donate can donate, but I won't donate anyway!"

Shan Kaiquan scolded: "You are such a fucking scumbag!"

Zhang Chi raised his eyes and met everyone's disgusted eyes. He braced himself: "I just placed 50 bets on the one-yuan treasure hunt, and the prize is an iPhone 6s. I swear I won't win this time, in exchange for Xue Yuantong's physical recovery!"

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Wang Longlong: "You are confused, Chizi! You can't win in the first place."

Huang Zhongfei originally wanted to ask his classmates to help, but unexpectedly, some people resisted at the beginning.

Moreover, the bloodline of Class 8 is no longer pure, and many students transferred in later, so he gave up in the end.

As the bell rang, many students stood up and left. Jiang Ning shouted: "Yuzhu, do you want to go out to eat?"

Huang Yuzhu looked embarrassed. Thinking of his useless brother, he declined: "Not today, I have something to do at home."

Jiang Ning: "Okay."

At this time, a female classmate walked up to Jiang Ning's desk, tapped the piled textbooks with her fingers, and said condescendingly: "You are going out to eat, and you can bring me a cake and a cup of lemon tea."

Jiang Ning's gaze extended, and he saw a pair of white and tender hands. There was a gold ring on the middle finger, which made the fingers more delicate. This was a ring given by Shen Qing'e's "good friend of the opposite sex". It was a gift that Jiang Ning could not afford to give.

He raised his head and met Shen Qing'e's beautiful face.

Jiang Ning felt inexplicably depressed. This familiar face seemed to be telling him, repeatedly emphasizing that he was a boy with ordinary looks, average grades, no special skills, and could not be more mediocre.

People like him are simply not worthy of each other.

Jiang Ning's lips moved: "The screen of my mobile phone is broken. I have to repair it after school, and I don't have time to bring food."

Shen Qing'e narrowed her eyes, slowly withdrew her cold gaze, and nodded: "Okay."

Immediately, she ridiculed: "The screen of your mobile phone is broken. The teacher caught you while you were playing games in class, and you were so scared that you dropped it on the ground, right?"

Jiang Ning was silent for a few seconds: "It has nothing to do with you."

Shen Qing'e looked at his cowardly look, and she felt an evil fire in her life: "There is only one month left before the college entrance examination, and you are still playing games? No wonder you are criticized every day."

Jiang Ning suddenly thought of her aunt. The so-called saying that he played games was just a way of suppressing her.

"It has nothing to do with you." Jiang Ning said.

Shen Qing'e: "And to be honest, your gaming skills are pretty bad. Last time I played against him, he led me to seven consecutive victories."

After finishing speaking, Shen Qing'e turned and left.

Jiang Ning picked up the broken cell phone and turned around and left the classroom without saying a word.

Shen Qing'e walked back to her original seat, planning to call someone to bring her dinner.

While she was searching, Geng Lu stood up with a smile on her face: "Qing'e, I just went out, please help you bring food."

Shen Qing'e was pleasantly surprised: "Ah, is that okay?"

Although they are classmates, her circle is Yu Wen and Jiang Yanan, and she does not have much interaction with the art student Geng Lu.

Geng Lu: "On the way."

Shen Qing'e smiled happily: "Okay, thank you."

After she gave the money, she said with a little emotion: "How ironic. I asked Jiang Ning to bring food, and I made excuses, but you actually took the initiative to help me."

Geng Lu took the smile and said with a playful smile: "It's really ironic. He has helped you bring food for two years, but he didn't bring it for you today, and I just brought it for you along the way."

"Keke~" Geng Lu covered her mouth and laughed.

Shen Qing'e realized that she had been tricked, her face turned green and red, and she shouted: "Give me the money back."

Geng Lu raised her lips: "I am collecting some interest for others, can't I?"

Shen Qing'e stared at Geng Lu. Her expression gradually recovered. She suddenly smiled and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Geng Lu, you don't like Jiang Ning, do you?"

"Anyway, I don't want it. If you like it, I can give it to you. By the way, I also have the essay he sent me. Can I send you the screenshot?"

Shen Qing'e was full of ridicule and disdain.

Geng Lu stared at her: "So, do you think this is ridiculous?"

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Yuzhou First People's Hospital.

Orthopedics, department.

The cold girl, holding a lunch box in hand, stood in front of the door and knocked gently.

"Please come in."

Xue Chuchu opened the door: "Doctor Feng, I cooked at home."

She put down her lunch box and found a girl about her age standing next to Dr. Feng.

Doctor Feng looked at Xue Chuchu, feeling sympathetic to the other person's experience.

She first thanked: "I love eating the food you cooked most, Chuchu."

Xue Chuchu said: "Sister, if you like it, I will bring it to you every day from now on."

After her mother fell ill and was hospitalized, the high cost of treatment emptied her family's small savings. Fortunately, Dr. Feng was the vice president of an association. After learning about her family's situation, he helped her contact many donations.

people, and the cost of treatment was solved.
To be continued...