I am Not Easy To Win Chapter 8

Natalie glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, smiled silently, and moved closer to her calmly.

The shoulders touched each other from time to time. Although I couldn't feel any warmth through the clothes, there was still a subtle feeling that seemed to be nothing.

Jillian Jing was surprised that she no longer resisted other people's touch, but maybe it was because this person was Natalie, so she didn't dislike it.

Her heart began to beat uncontrollably again, and she thought she was indeed sick.

The bus was overcrowded and the air was not circulating, and Natalie began to feel uncomfortable again. She put on the prepared mask and asked:

"Can I stay close for a while? I won't pass the virus on to you."

Jillian Jing saw her uncomfortable look, which was exactly the same as yesterday, and her mood was a little complicated.

The image of Natalie's eyes red last night came to mind, and she couldn't say no words of rejection.

"Um."

The voice was very soft, but Natalie heard it.

She leaned relaxedly on Jillian Jing's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.

Jillian Jing had a special scent, it was very light and could only be smelled by close contact. I smelled it once yesterday at noon, and now I smell it again.

This scent was like a breath of fresh air in a space that was crowded with people and mixed with various smells. Natalie felt that she didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

This was the first time someone had been so close to her. Jillian Jing almost stiffened her body and made it to school. When she got off the bus, her hands and feet were numb.

When they reached the school gate, Finn Fang stopped suddenly and pushed the cart beside Natalie.

"Is this your new friend?"

Natalie didn't know if she and Jillian Jing were friends now, so she gave an ambiguous answer.

"Forget it...let it go."

Finn Fang: "If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What does it mean?"

Jillian Jing said nothing, but his eyes became imperceptibly lighter.

The last time I saw them acting intimately, was it a relationship that required avoiding suspicion?

Boy friend?

Natalie gave him a blank look and stretched out her hand to push him, "You hurry up and stop asking about my affairs."

Finn Fang ruffled her hair with a mean smile on her face.

"Okay, okay, let me go. The girl has grown up and has secrets. But this friend of yours looks good. At least he matches you in terms of appearance."

If Jillian Jing hadn't been there, Natalie would have given him a kick.

When he walked away, Natalie turned to Jillian Jing and said, "Don't mind, he's used to being arrogant."

"Oh." He said coldly.

Although it was no different from usual, Natalie just felt that something was wrong with her tone.

Is there some misunderstanding?

"This is my brother. He cooked the ribs I gave you last time. Although his character needs to be improved, his cooking skills are passable, so he's not useless, right?"

elder brother?

Jillian Jing:......

But there was no need to explain, and she didn't care.

"oh."

Still bland, but this time it hits the mark.

Jillian Jing didn't even notice that the look in her eyes was no longer so cold.

Natalie struck while the iron was hot and asked, "Are we considered friends now?"

Jillian Jing was startled, looking into the other person's smiling eyes, and felt that he should give her a positive answer.

When the words came to his mouth, he turned around and said, "We're in the classroom."

After finishing speaking, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

Natalie thought that she was still unwilling to open up her heart and thought that she would have to work harder.

Jillian Jing, on the other hand, didn't expect that his words would be so disappointing and he couldn't explain anything, so he simply buried his head in the classroom.

Natalie:...?

Why is she still angry? Shouldn't it be me who is angry after being rejected so many times?

Jillian Jing's mood was low all morning, and Natalie wisely didn't look for her. At noon, she only asked if she wanted to go to dinner together.

Jillian Jing looked at her lightly and asked, "Are you over your cold?"

"Huh? Oh, that's almost it!"

Good is good, bad is bad, what do you mean by about the same? Jillian Jing frowned.

Natalie didn't dare to speak. She lowered her eyebrows and waited for her to speak. Then Jillian Jing stood up.

"You wait, I'll buy food."

"ah?"

Jillian Jing walked straight out without even an extra glance.

Natalie sat in her seat, holding her chin in thought. What does she mean? Did you buy it for her together, or just for her?

But given her temperament, it’s better not to expect too much.

Although she was not looking forward to it, Natalie still waited for her in the classroom obediently, fearing that she would not be able to see anyone when she came back, and the little friendship that was finally formed would fall apart again.

Fighting with savages in primitive tribes has never been so humble, alas.

As she sighed, Jillian Jing came back, as fast as he was flying.

Jillian Jing came over with a big bag, handed it to her, and said, "Porridge and medicine."

Natalie took out the things inside one by one and laid out a table.

this......

There were four kinds of porridge, and there were also a lot of different kinds of medicines. Natalie was at a loss as to what to make of them.

"You choose first, I'm not picky about food."

I'm used to being treated coldly, but I'm not used to being treated like this all of a sudden.

Natalie secretly cursed herself for saying that wild boars can't eat fine chaff, and waited for Jillian Jing to make the first move.

Jillian Jing glanced at the porridge in front of her, her eyes were calm, but it gave Natalie a kind of pressure that she couldn't refuse.

She picked up the bowl closest to her, opened it and ate slowly. Jillian Jing seemed to still have his eyes on her, making it extremely difficult for her to eat.

"If it doesn't taste good, change it."

Natalie said quickly: "No, you can eat too!" She opened a bowl and pushed it in front of Jillian Jing.

Stop looking at me, your face will make a hole in it.

Jillian Jing looked at the seafood porridge in front of him, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and then he took a spoonful and ate it.

Among the pile of medicines, there were all kinds of medicines to treat wind, cold, heat, nasal congestion and headaches. Natalie chose two of the medicines to treat the symptoms. She closed her eyes and bit her teeth and drank them like a warrior dying.

The corners of Jillian Jing's straight lips curved a little, and there was warmth in her eyes.

It’s just a medicine, is it so difficult?

Natalie put down the water glass, frowned and said, "Are you secretly laughing at me?"

Jillian Jing was startled, was she snickering?

It seemed she did, without realizing it. As if she had been burned by something, she restrained her expression, which was not very obvious at first, and the emotions in her eyes were hidden deep in her eyes, no longer traceable.

Natalie didn't notice anything, after all, Jillian Jing had always been the same.

There was still more than half of the seafood porridge, but Jillian Jing had lost his appetite.

After two classes in the afternoon, they started cleaning. It happened to be Natalie's group's turn, so the classroom was naturally cleaned by them.

When Natalie passed Jillian Jing with a broom, she saw her lying on the table and gently shook her shoulders.

"Jillian Jing, are you asleep? I'm going to sweep the floor. You need to get up."

Jillian Jing looked up. His entire neck was red, and his face was also a large amount of red near his hairline, with a tendency to spread to his face.

Natalie was so frightened that the broom in her hand fell to the ground, and she hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"

After a closer look, it seemed to be an allergy symptom, and he asked again: "Are you allergic? Did you touch something you shouldn't touch?"

Jillian Jing pulled down his sleeves to cover the red spots on his arms.

Thinking of something, Natalie frowned: "Is it a seafood allergy?"

Jillian Jing remained silent, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, hiding the emotions inside.

"Why didn't you say you were allergic to seafood? I didn't know and you didn't know either?!"

Natalie's tone was rare and stern, Jillian Jing said calmly: "I'm fine."

"It's okay, it's okay. This thing can be big or small. If it's serious, it can kill someone! Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

Natalie ignored her and pulled her out. Jillian Jing was stunned for a moment, and then followed her obediently without saying anything.

Why she ate it, she didn’t know. Perhaps it was because when Natalie pushed the porridge over, the smile on her face made her unable to refuse.

My heart trembled slightly. Looking at the hands clasped together, she thought, maybe allergies are not a bad thing after all.