This is a disease that needs to be cured [Quick Transmigration]

Xi Ning ran down the stairs: "You...how did you come here?"

Song Zhou approached and reached out to help him: "The class teacher asked me to come and see you."

Xi Ning didn't believe a word.

It's not time for school to end, Song Zhou probably asked for leave, and came here alone according to the memory of the last time he came.

It is impossible to say that you are unhappy, Xi Ning suppressed the expression on his face, and said to the servant who was still waiting: "He is indeed my classmate, you should go to work first."

The servant responded and left. Xi Ning led Song Zhou towards the living room: "Aren't you going to class?"

"No." Song Zhou didn't explain any more, put his schoolbag on the corner of the sofa, carefully looked at Xi Ning's face, "Have you eaten yet?"

Xi Ning nodded: "I only ate a little bit."

He is still hungry now, so Song Zhou is here to cook for him now?

Embarrassed to ask directly, Xi Ning took the initiative to pour Song Zhou a glass of water. Song Zhou took it and took a few sips slowly, but said nothing.

Could it be that he really just came to visit him?

He hesitated to speak, sat next to Song Zhou and looked at him from time to time, with obvious purpose.

After a while, Song Zhou said slowly, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Xi Ning thought to himself, of course there is.

But if he wants to give Song Zhou money as a reward for helping him cook, how should he express it more appropriately?He was distressed, Song Zhou asked, "Are you hungry?"

Seeing that he took the initiative to ask, Xi Ning replied honestly: "Hungry."

Now that there is no one else in the living room, Song Zhou asked again: "You said in school that you can only eat what I give you?"

"Yes," Xi Ning reassured for fear that he would not believe him, "what I said is true, there is no need for me to lie to you...I'm sorry for bothering you so many times by changing lunches with you before, how about... ..."

Before Xi Ning finished speaking, Song Zhou interrupted him: "Okay, I believe you."

"Do you want me to make you something to eat?" Song Zhou said in a persuasive manner, "You are not feeling well today, so just cook something light. There are still ingredients at home?"

He specially picked this time to come. It is estimated that the aunt who specializes in cooking is probably not around, so it is more convenient. Although the things he makes are not as good as aunts, he thinks they are still good.

Xi Ning nodded like pounding garlic: "There should be some, just cook some porridge."

Song Zhou was satisfied in his heart, without much expression on his face, as if cooking for Xi Ning was just a matter of effort: "If you want me to help in the future, just tell me."

He got up and walked towards the kitchen. He remembered the place he had been there last time, and Xi Ning followed behind him: "I'm so sorry, it also took up your time... how about this, I usually can't use up all my pocket money, I... ..."

Song Zhou stopped suddenly and turned around, Xi Ning almost bumped into him.

"No need to pay." Song Zhou said meaningfully in his eyes, "I don't need this."

Xi Ning didn't notice this, he was still immersed in his gratitude to Song Zhou, since Song Zhou didn't want money, he didn't mention it anymore, and he will find an opportunity to make up for him in the future.

My aunt just bought ingredients at noon today, and Xi Ning had an upset stomach today, so Song Zhou fried two dishes and cooked a large portion of yam and pumpkin porridge.

It takes some time to cook the porridge. During the free time, Song Zhou said to Xi Ning, "I have prepared some more porridge. You can heat it up to eat when you are hungry at night."

Xi Ning has been watching him cook in the kitchen, and nodded obediently when he heard this: "Okay, thank you."

Song Zhou stood leaning against the edge of the cabinet. His school uniform coat was outside, and he was only wearing a shirt with his sleeves rolled up. Wearing an apron felt a bit out of place, "It will take a while, go up and rest."

Xi Ning was about to shake his head, but Song Zhou couldn't help but say, "Go, I'll call you when it's done."

The expression on Song Zhou's face was so natural that Xi Ning felt for a moment that he was the guest here... He nodded subconsciously: "Okay."

He went back to his room and worked on the English test paper for a while. After the meal was ready, Song Zhou didn't call him, but sent it to his room directly.

Song Zhou found a few bowls by himself, packed some vegetables and porridge, brought them up together, and asked Xi Ning to eat in his room.

Xi Ning was already starving, so he quickly finished a big bowl of pumpkin porridge and ate a lot of vegetables.

"There are some dishes left, and they are all in the refrigerator."

With something stuffed in his mouth, Xi Ning could only nod his head twice, and Song Zhou approached and patted his back lightly: "Eat slowly."

He took out his mobile phone to look at the time, got up and said goodbye: "It's getting late, you have a good rest after eating."

Xi Ning hurriedly said, "I'll ask the driver to take you off!"

Song Zhou didn't refuse, and after Xi Ning finished calling the driver, he picked up the spoon in the bowl and took a mouthful of porridge and brought it to Xi Ning's mouth: "Will you come to class tomorrow?"

Xi Ning opened his mouth to drink, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong: "I'm going to do it."

"What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Xi Ning's eyes were almost star-shaped, and he was still too embarrassed to ask for anything directly, so he said reservedly: "Is it okay, will it trouble you too much?"

Song Zhou put down his spoon and lowered his eyes: "Didn't I tell you? I'll bring you breakfast from now on."

Xi Ning was stunned for a long time, unable to speak, until the driver called and answered in a hurry: "Are you here? Ah good... I'll be down right away."

He stood up, but was stopped by Song Zhou again: "I'll just go down by myself."

Xi Ning responded, holding the phone in his hand and lowering his head. Song Zhou suddenly bent over slightly and approached, his gaze fell from the end of his eyes to the tip of his chin, and said in a low voice, "Why is your face red again?"

Xi Ning took a step back holding his breath, but Song Zhou had already stood up straight and left the room as if nothing had happened.

He went downstairs listening to Song Zhou's footsteps, sat back on the stool and continued to drink porridge, and the system that hadn't made a sound for a long time popped up: "That... host, are you..."

Something's not quite right.

The system has been frequently silenced by Xi Ning in the past few days, making it afraid to speak easily, for fear of making Xi Ning angry again, but now it can't help it.

It observed Song Zhou this day, bought breakfast for Xi Ning, and sent him to the infirmary, let alone, Xi Ning has gone home, and he skipped class to cook for him?Don't talk about the head teacher, it doesn't believe it.

It's okay to cook, but the attitude is weird.

The system held back a lot of words, afraid that Xi Ning really didn't notice.

Xi Ning lowered his head and took a sip of porridge without answering. He finished the last bit of porridge in the bowl, and the heat on his face gradually dissipated.