Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 487 My Brother is a Cannon Fodder Subordinate 5

Learning support groups are activities where high-achieving students are paired with lower-achieving students to help improve the grades of the struggling students.

This is a tradition at Kosshai School; almost every class holds this activity every year.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zhao's deskmate was Shen Xinghe, a boy who had always disliked him.

His spot was changed to the middle area near the window, which made it less convenient to move books around.

"Shen Xinghe, what are you doing sitting there? Help your deskmate move some things."

On the podium, the homeroom teacher, expressionless, directed the boys who were free at the back.

"Me?" The boy slumped on the table, looking somewhat reluctant. He looked up, about to say something sarcastic to Zhao Zhao, when he suddenly met the boy's calm, dark eyes.

The boy was indifferent and aloof, silently watching him turn away without saying a word. Shen Xinghe's heart gradually calmed down. He suddenly remembered that Xie Huaizhao seemed to be ill.

"Let me do it."

Zhao Zhao lightly swept her hand over his long, slender palm, silently took a step back to refuse his help, and then slowly moved all the things herself.

His poor health doesn't mean he's useless.

Moreover, Shen Xinghe is Shen Chilin's younger brother.

As a result, Zhao Zhao didn't like him either, and didn't need his help.

Shortly after, classes started. The students weren't used to each other's new seats, and not many people talked during or outside of class.

Beside Zhao Zhao, Shen Xinghe's discontented noises could be heard from time to time, making the atmosphere between the two even more strange.

"Brother Xing, come out and play!" After class, a boy called Shen Xinghe's name from outside the classroom.

Shen Xinghe glanced expressionlessly at Zhao Zhao, who was focused on his homework, then kicked his chair and said, "I want to go out." His tone was heavy and extremely frustrated.

The seats in front and behind were quite close together, and his seat was by the window. If Zhao Zhao didn't get up, he wouldn't be able to get out at all.

"squeak"

The chair was pushed, and Zhao Zhao got up to get a cup of water, leaving him with only a tall, indifferent back view.

Shen Xinghe cursed under his breath and walked out with a cold face.

After that, Shen Xinghe would go out after each class. After a few times, Zhao Zhao became impatient.

"Get up, I want to go out."

Shen Xinghe stared at Zhao Zhao's delicate profile, smiled provocatively, and said, "My god, this is a normal request."

This was a term he learned from the girls in his class, but when he said it, it sounded sarcastic and strange.

"Why are you glaring at me?" Shen Xinghe blinked innocently, meeting Zhao Zhao's dark eyes.

Zhao Zhao said coldly and bluntly, "You're annoying."

"So what?" Shen Xinghe gritted his teeth and rolled up his sleeves.

"Change positions."

"?" That's it?

Seeing Zhao Zhao pick up the book and slam it down on her desk, Shen Xinghe remained motionless, clearly determined to make things difficult for her.

“I’m not changing. I like this position.” He raised an eyebrow slightly, and the beauty mark under his eye swayed gently.

The two stared at each other in silence for a few seconds. Zhao Zhao, without warning, reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him out: "Get out." The boy's face was gloomy, and his pale face showed signs of illness.

Shen Xinghe glanced at him, then looked down at his thin, pale hand on his wrist, his expression inscrutable.

The pulling force from his arm was very small, but Shen Xinghe followed the force and walked out.

Xie Huaizhao is crazy. Why is a grown man acting all cute and clingy towards him?

"Your eyes are disgusting." Zhao Zhao met his gaze unintentionally, her brows furrowing. "Hurry up, don't waste my time."

Shen Xinghe gritted his teeth. He hadn't even said that it was disgusting for him to act cute, but he was the one who got scolded first.

Who the hell is disgusting?!

He was thinking of teaching this arrogant kid a lesson, but when he came to his senses, he realized that he had already switched places.

Shen Xinghe: ......

Facing Zhao Zhao, whose expression remained indifferent, he blushed and was about to curse to save face when a long, slender hand pushed him in the chest. As if he had lost his soul, he not only didn't get angry, but also obediently stepped back.

"......Grass."

As the students in the class walked out excitedly one by one, Shen Xinghe then remembered that this was a physical education class.

"Brother Xing, wanna play basketball later?" Lu Yuan, holding a basketball, put his arm around Shen Xinghe's shoulder, looked him over carefully, and laughed, "What's wrong? You have such a cold face."

Shen Xinghe brushed the hand off his shoulder, picked up his ball, and said coldly, "Don't bother me."

The frail figure reappeared in the corridor, and his gaze involuntarily followed it. Coming to his senses, he suddenly felt a surge of annoyance.

He cursed under his breath, then thought to himself, "Looking so weak, he probably can't even play ball."