Tinglan hurriedly went over to hold Wen Jian's other side. She was carrying her own schoolbag, and Wen Jian's schoolbag was hanging on one arm. The other hand was holding Wen Jian's hand to prevent her from falling.
A high school student's schoolbag is very heavy. Wen Jian's schoolbag hung on her arm, strangling the blood in her arm and almost stopped circulating. She tried hard to endure the discomfort, focusing on Wen Jian.
It was also the first time for Wen Jian to use crutches. She didn't know how to use the crutches, so she almost relied on Tinglan to use the crutches. The two of them moved towards the teaching building at a snail's speed.
Zhuo Yu'an didn't know when he appeared next to them, held Wen Jian's arm and said
:"Let me do it."
"Zhuo Yu'an?" Wen Jian turned around and saw him, happiness flashed in her eyes.
Wen Jian no longer leaned on Tinglan, and Tinglan was freed, silently shaking off her aching arms and shoulders.
Zhuo Yuan held Wen Jian's arm with one hand and stretched out to Tinglan with the other, saying
: "Give me your schoolbag too."
He was referring to Wen Jian's schoolbag.
"No need for the schoolbag, I'll take it, thank you." After saying that, I remembered that Zhuo Yu'an and Wen Jian were classmates, and they should have a good relationship, so I saw that Zhuo Yu'an kept stretching out his hand and had no intention of retracting it.
, she handed Wen Jian's schoolbag to him.
Zhuo Yuan's arm supporting Wen Jian was very strong, so Wen Jian was able to support his hand and walk with the crutch, without having to lean on Ting Lan like before.
Ting Lan followed silently, looking at Zhuo Yu'an in front of him, thinking that his education was really good, he was always gentle and polite to others, and he was very different from other male classmates.
He was very polite when he held Wen Jian's hand. He just held one of her arms and kept a certain distance from Wen Jian's body. She suddenly remembered that she was afraid of going on the slide that time when she went to the amusement park.
After asking for her opinion from behind, he held her arms with both hands and led her down.
The three of them walked one behind the other. Zhuo Yuan looked back from time to time to look at Tinglan behind him. Tinglan smiled at him, and then her classroom arrived.
"Wen Jian, I'll pick you up after school." After Tinglan finished speaking, he entered his classroom.
Wen Jian nodded and said nothing. Her face turned red at some point and her eyes were bright. Zhuo Yu'an helped her sit down in her seat before handing her her schoolbag.
He didn't say a word to her the whole time. He sat back in his seat and started reading.
There was only an aisle between the two of them, and they occasionally communicated with each other, but when Wen Jian asked him questions that Wen Jian didn't know how to do, he would usually politely tell her the answer.
Today, Wen Jian felt that the relationship between the two seemed to have taken another step forward.
"Zhuo Yu'an." She called his name.
Zhuo Yu'an turned his head and asked her what was going on?
"Thank you for today."
"Yeah." He turned around and said nothing.
After a while, Wen Jian called him again: "Zhuo Yuan, this is for you."
She took out an IT magazine from her schoolbag.
When Zhuo Yu'an saw the cover, he was stunned for a moment. He had searched all the bookstores in Qining but couldn't find this magazine. He was planning to ask a friend in Beijing to help him go to bookstores and newsstands to see if they had it.
"I asked my friends abroad to buy this for you." Wen Jian knew that he subscribed to similar magazines every week, so she kept it in mind.