Quick Transmigration: Don’t Let the Honest Person Play the Villainess

Chapter 2

In the end, the love letter was taken away by Ji Zhaoxi.

She used the excuse that she was going to help Xie Sili teach that girl a lesson, asking her why she would use a blank love letter to prank him!

Xie Sili also expressed his sincere gratitude for Ji Zhaoxi's kindness and promised to share tomorrow's cake with her.

Ji Zhaoxi's mouth twitched. In that case, she might as well bring a mango cake every day.

She liked eating it.

Jiang Shiyi was the class monitor. She always had a smile for everyone, and whenever people had questions about their studies, they preferred to ask her.

If they asked Xie Sili, he was too lazy to teach anyone; if they asked others, they would get impatient after being asked twice. Only Jiang Shiyi would tirelessly explain until the other person completely understood.

Having someone like this around during one's student days was the greatest blessing.

"Thank you, Monitor. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do."

"I asked Xie Sili just once last time, and he immediately got impatient."

"The monitor is the best."

Jiang Shiyi looked at her classmates with a smile. "You're welcome. Teaching you guys also helps me review the material."

"Stop pretending."

A slightly jealous and gloomy voice drifted over from the corner.

The atmosphere instantly froze, and everyone's eyes silently turned toward Ji Zhaoxi in the corner.

Ji Zhaoxi forced herself to look calm as she worked on her practice questions, pretending not to notice the stares directed at her.

Jiang Shiyi looked at the red-faced Ji Zhaoxi, who looked as if she wanted to bury herself in the ground, and a fleeting look of hesitation crossed her face.

The others silently rolled their eyes.

Ji Zhaoxi usually had a very weak presence in the class, but sometimes it was very strong, like right now.

She would occasionally make snide remarks at Jiang Shiyi, and only at her.

But every time she finished her sarcastic comments, she would put on such an innocent look that others wouldn't even know how to scold her.

After the others dispersed, Jiang Shiyi walked over to Ji Zhaoxi with some scratch paper. "Zhaoxi, do you have any questions you don't understand?"

Looking into her gentle eyes, Ji Zhaoxi muttered in a dry voice, "Stop pretending to be a good person."

Jiang Shiyi's hand paused for a moment as she looked at her. Ji Zhaoxi frantically avoided her gaze, not daring to make eye contact at all.

She looked exactly like a petty person who only dared to insult others behind their backs.

Jiang Shiyi sighed and took her test paper. "Then let me explain your mistakes to you."

Ji Zhaoxi quickly snatched her test paper back. "If I don't understand something, I'll ask the teacher. I don't need you to explain it."

"Are you that free? Explaining questions to this person and that person every day, do you even have time to study?"

Ji Zhaoxi couldn't hold back and made another snide remark.

She saw Jiang Shiyi spending her lunch break helping others with their questions, and after every class, someone would come to her for help. She really admired her energy.

Jiang Shiyi looked at her in surprise, seemingly not expecting her to say that.

The smile on her face deepened. "You don't need to worry, Zhaoxi. When I don't have time, I'll turn them down."

Ji Zhaoxi choked on her words. No, who was worrying about her?

No wonder Jiang Shiyi was the female lead. She was so positive and optimistic that she could turn black into white with her words.

Her, Ji Zhaoxi's, heart was already pitch-black, yet Jiang Shiyi still thought she was just joking around with her.

Looking at Ji Zhaoxi keeping her head down and ignoring people, Jiang Shiyi thought she looked very much like a cactus.

She looked extremely cute, with a fuzzy exterior, but if you got close, you would get pricked. Even so, she couldn't help but want to put her hand over it to feel that slight stinging pain.

During study hall, Ji Zhaoxi was seriously writing a love letter.

Eight hundred words, she wouldn't write a single word less.

But when it came to quoting classics, she really had no clue.

"Xie Sili, from the first time I saw you, I was deeply attracted to you. Your figure is very graceful, and your voice is very magnetic. I think I am truly obsessed with you."

"Although you are arrogant, conceited, and condescending, I still like you. Loving you is my life's mission."

She quickly finished writing the eight hundred words, even using two sheets of letter paper. She folded the paper and carefully placed it into the envelope.

Ji Zhaoxi's desk mate looked at her, hesitating to speak.

Actually, she had known for a long time that the person sending love letters to Xie Sili was Ji Zhaoxi.

Because on several occasions, she had seen letter paper placed in Ji Zhaoxi's desk drawer appear on Xie Sili's desk the next day.

Every time Xie Sili threw away the envelopes, she would pay attention to Ji Zhaoxi's expression, terrified that she might take things too hard and jump out the window. After all, she was sitting right next to it.

This seat was very convenient if one wanted to seek death.

But fortunately, Ji Zhaoxi had a very resilient mindset.

If her love letters had been thrown away that many times, she would have suffered a mental breakdown long ago.

"Ji Zhaoxi, sometimes, choosing someone who loves you is much better than choosing someone you love."

Her desk mate hesitated for a moment before she couldn't help but say this to Ji Zhaoxi.

In fact, she rarely spoke to Ji Zhaoxi because Ji Zhaoxi was simply too quiet, so quiet that the people around her were afraid of disturbing her if they were even slightly loud.

Hearing these philosophical words, Ji Zhaoxi paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "I think so too."

Then, her desk mate watched helplessly as Ji Zhaoxi carefully tucked the sealed love letter into her bag.

Desk mate: ...

If she thought so too, then why was she still packing a love letter?

Mother Ji discovered Ji Zhaoxi's secret earlier than Father Ji.

"It's perfectly normal for kids to have secret crushes. Don't overreact, okay?" Father Ji was very confused.

Mother Ji slapped him right on the back.

"What if she gets tricked by some boy? She's sending cakes and love letters. Why is she the one chasing after a boy?!"

Mother Ji was truly baffled.

In her mind, those boys should be lining up in front of Ji Zhaoxi, waiting for her to take her pick.

Father Ji comforted her. "It's fine. Taking the initiative is a good thing. You used to say she was timid, but she's obviously very brave."

She was even brave enough to pursue a boy.

Mother Ji was endlessly worried. How would Ji Zhaoxi know how to pursue someone? She had been sending cakes for so many days, and it didn't seem to have any effect.

As someone with experience, she could offer her some advice.

For example, she could just corner him and refuse to let him leave until he agreed.

If that didn't work, she could just pin him against the wall and kiss him. That would make up for all the cakes she had bought recently.

Mother Ji sighed deeply. "Let's give her some more pocket money. Buying that cake every day, who knows how much money she has left."

Her daughter was just too innocent.

After school in the afternoon.

Ji Zhaoxi secretly followed behind Xie Sili. She lost him several times, but managed to catch up again shortly after.

Trailing Xie Sili gave her a very thrilling sensation. Ji Zhaoxi felt that this feeling must be similar to having a secret affair, even though she had never had one.

Xie Sili's shadow was stretched out long. She stepped on his shadow step by step, sometimes mixing with the shadows of others.

No wonder they say a secret crush is a solitary war.

The person harboring the crush gets nervous to death just stepping on a shadow, while the person being crushed on knows absolutely nothing.

Even for the love letters, the system specifically instructed that she absolutely could not sign her name.

The crowd at the school gate gradually thinned out.

The driver watched the figure disappear around the corner, then glanced at Xie Sili in the rearview mirror. "Young Master, shall we head home now?"

Xie Sili gave a nonchalant hum in response.