Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

The two agreed to meet at seven o'clock.

Song Xing'an was already waiting at the school gate at half past six.

At 6:55, he saw the familiar white car parked on the side of the road, and the license plate number was correct.

The car door opened, and a person wearing a pair of five-centimeter high heels got out of the car. Underneath her white knitted cardigan was a peach pink halter dress. The gentle pink color made her skin look like cream, and her bookish air was laziness-filled.

She stood next to the car, attracting everyone's attention without any extra movements.

Before Song Xing'an came closer, a boy inadvertently raised his eyes, and when he saw the slim and graceful beauty with outstanding temperament, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Opportunities are something you have to fight for yourself.

In less than a minute, a boy approached her with a red face and asked for her contact information. She still refused calmly, "I'm sorry, my boyfriend would be unhappy if he knew."

The boy put away his phone with regret.

That’s right, how could such a beautiful girl not have a boyfriend?

I just don't know what kind of person is worthy of her.

The answer came quickly. She didn't know what she saw, but her graceful and distant expression suddenly changed. Her eyes curved into crescents and her smile became pure and bright.

She walked towards the person with a cheerful step, her slender fingers clasping the person's arm, and said in a rather dependent tone with a coquettish tone, "You're here."

The boy frowned when he was rejected when asking for contact information. The man was only a few centimeters taller than him, with more delicate features, but his clothes looked like cheap goods. He was not much worse.

Song Xing'an's whole body froze. He noticed the eager looks of many people around him. He probably understood why she did this, and they moved along with her movements like a rusty robot.

When they reached the car, her white fingertips loosened his arm, but the place where she had grasped seemed to still retain a strength and warmth that did not belong to him.

He twisted his fingers awkwardly and got into the car with a tense expression.

After the car drove away from the school gate, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I used you as a shield in a hurry."

"It's okay." He tightened his hands on his knees and turned his head towards her while speaking, but he didn't dare look at her.

Jiang Wan's gaze fell on him openly.

This person is really innocent and cute.

Look, the earlobes are all red.

Jiang Wan asked casually, "By the way, does Song have a girlfriend?"

Since the system allowed her to gain this person's favorability, she had thought that this person was a single man.

In addition, she had already received accurate information from Qin Mulin that the four people in their dormitory were all single, especially classmate Song. All he did every day was study and work. There was no opposite sex around him. Apart from a few people in the dormitory who talked to him, there were no people of the same sex who were close to him.

Everyone in the school is single, so I guess he can’t be single either.

But it did not stop her from asking such a question that might arouse people's speculation.

He tensed visibly, "No."

"That's good." After she said this, the people around her didn't know what to do with their hands and feet. She continued, "Otherwise, if your girlfriend misunderstands, I will be guilty of a great sin."

He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved. He pinched the clothes on his knees and said in a slightly wooden tone, "No."

There was a long silence in the carriage.

Song Xing'an looked straight ahead.

During the twenty-minute or so ride, he barely changed his position.

He thought the place they were going to would be some high-end restaurant or a shopping mall or something like that, but when he followed her to a busy pedestrian street, he couldn't hide his surprise.

She held her pearl handbag in front of her, faced him, took two steps back, and said with a smile, "I made a special search and found several famous restaurants. I'm going to make you spend money today."

"Well, it's not expensive." Song Xing'an had been paying attention to her back and under her feet. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her turn around after she finished speaking.

What she called spending money was a cup of milk tea in her left hand and a wrap in her right hand. After that, she queued up at a rice noodle shop. Her face was full of novelty and joy.

After Song Xing'an went to college, he applied for a card specifically for saving money. He only deposited money into the card but never withdrew it. After more than two years, he had a small amount of savings on the card. Before going out today, he even bound the bank card to his mobile phone, but it seems he won't need it anymore.

She put the milk tea on the table, took two tissues to wipe the table, and whispered with sparkling eyes: "When I was in school, I always wanted to visit these places full of fireworks, but I never had the opportunity. Thank you classmate Song for accompanying me to realize this dream today."

Behind the atmosphere of fireworks is the hard work of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Song Xing'an once again realized the gap between them.

She was a young lady who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Even if some changes happened in her family, the circle of people in her inner circle was something that a man like him who had nothing should not have any contact with.

She seemed not to notice his abnormality.

Jiang Wan's mind was fully focused on the food, but her good mood was completely shattered when she heard a familiar voice, and she even felt a little nauseous.

"Hey, Achen, just give it a try. I'm not lying to you. This vermicelli shop is really delicious. I've been here many times."

Jiang Wan suppressed the smile on her lips and looked towards the door expressionlessly.

She thought that after all that had happened, Ji Chen was kicked out of the company and the couple would break up. But she underestimated them. They were actually in the mood to go shopping at the night market. It seemed that their love was stronger than gold.

Seeing that her face looked strange, Song Xing'an turned sideways and followed her line of sight towards the door. There was a young couple. The man had a stern expression and was not moved at all by the girl's coquetry. He looked into the room with disdain, and the next second his face was full of panic.

The man in a suit tore the person off her and walked a few steps into the store, ignoring her expression as if she was about to cry.

Ji Chen walked to Jiang Wan's dining table and looked at her intently.

She looks to be in good condition.

The last time we met was when she had just woken up in the hospital. She was pale then, like a piece of fragile glass, but now her cheeks are full and rosy, and her lips are red without any blemish. She looks better and more beautiful than before she fell into a coma.

As long as she's fine.

Ji Chen originally wanted to talk to her nicely and show some concern for her health. After all, she did save him without hesitation.

Even if the two of them had a ugly quarrel, he couldn't help but think of their affection.

However, he was used to being high and mighty, and seemed to have forgotten the mistake he had made, thinking that cheating was just a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

The words she said were even complaining and dissatisfied: "Jiang Wan, I have been calling you all this time, but I can't get through. I am very worried about you. Why don't you answer my call? Are you still blaming me..."

There are many young people dining in the small restaurant.

Young people not only like to eat melons, but also like to share them.

Seeing these people acting like they were in an idol drama, some people have already quietly taken out their phones to record.

Jiang Wan raised her eyes and her gaze fell on the person at the door who was about to cry, "Are you sure you want me to repeat why I didn't answer your call? Let everyone hear what happened between you and this lady?"

It was as if someone was holding his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

The gazes of the people around him seemed to be able to see through everything. He had endured too many strange looks during this period of time. When he thought of those comments on the Internet, he couldn't help but want to back off.

Jiang Wan retracted her gaze and said calmly to the person opposite her: "I have no appetite anymore. Let's go."

Song Xing'an concealed the worry in his eyes and nodded obediently.

It was only then that Ji Chen noticed the boy sitting opposite him.

Who is he?

Why are they together?

Ji Chen could tell at a glance that the boy was wearing cheap clothes, and he could hardly hide his disgust in his eyes.

She didn't answer his calls these days because she was hanging out with this poor boy?