I spent two years cramming and catching up on the knowledge I missed after dropping out of junior high school.

Xie Xi's grades were very good, she always shone in her field.

Xie Xi, who is the same age as me, is two years older. On weekends, I sat at the desk studying while she sat swinging her legs and looking out the window.

Occasionally, she would lean over and listen to the lesson with me.

She would also take the lead in teaching me how to solve problems.

Once, I struggled with a problem for a long time and couldn't solve it. She took my pen.

The tip of the pen rubbed against the paper, and with a swift movement of her wrist, a string of elegant characters appeared on the paper.

"It's written like this, do you understand now?"

She gazed at me.

Her beautiful eyes were focused only on me.

In her eyes, I saw myself clearly.

"Why are you staring blankly? Don't you understand?" Xie Xi complained, "Qi Zhao always says I'm only mediocre and yet I'm teaching others. Am I really that bad?"

I thought she would find me stupid, but it turned out she was criticizing herself.

I chuckled, "No, you teach very well, I understand now."

"Really?" Her eyes lit up, she gave me a big hug, "Jiao Jiao, you're the best. Forget about that annoying Qi Zhao, I won't pay attention to him."

I felt her warmth.

At that moment, I felt like I was being loved.