Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 507 My Brother is a Cannon Fodder Subordinate 25

After that conversation, Xie Zi'an went back to class, showing the most positive attitude towards learning he had in years.

Zhao Zhao studies at home. He carries his textbooks and can learn very well on his own. Occasionally, when he encounters a problem he doesn't understand, he will refer to online courses.

That's how he used to study; even without going to school, his grades were still pretty good.

[Fool: Zhao Zhao, how's your leg recovery going?]

The phone on the table vibrated. After finishing a problem, Zhao Zhao replied to his message.

[.:good.]

[I heard you guys had exams. How did they go?]

There was no news from the other end for a while. Just after Zhao Zhao put down her phone, Shen Xinghe made a video call.

It's lunch break now, and the school isn't very strict about cell phone management, but it's not so blatant that students can use their phones to make calls anytime, anywhere.

He answered the phone and found Shen Xinghe hiding in the bathroom.

Zhao Zhao: ......

Looking at the guilty face on the screen, a hint of a smile flashed in Zhao Zhao's eyes.

"What's wrong."

Shen Xinghe blushed slightly: "I'm so bored when you're not at school. I miss you."

"..."

"Don't you miss me? Zhao Zhao, why aren't you saying anything?"

Zhao Zhao's relationship with him had indeed improved a lot, but not to the point where he would say something like that. His face darkened, and he asked, "How were your monthly exam results?"

Although he wasn't at school, he used his phone to teach him problems every day. Zhao Zhao put more effort into Shen Xinghe than his brother did.

Shen Xinghe raised his chin proudly and said, "I got a perfect score on my English test."

Seeing his eager look for praise, Zhao Zhao went along with it and said, "Very impressive." Seeing that Shen Xinghe was about to get cocky again, he quickly asked, "So, what about math?"

Shen Xinghe scratched his head: "I passed math too."

"Passed? So what was your score?"

Under Zhao Zhao's scrutinizing gaze, Shen Xinghe had no choice but to stammer and confess: "6...60."

Don't underestimate this sixty. He usually scores ten or twenty points on tests, so this is a big improvement. Even his brother praised him.

However, Shen Xinghe felt somewhat guilty in front of Zhao Zhao, the true hero.

Shen Xinghe's math score was within Zhao Zhao's expectations. He found it somewhat amusing and corrected her, "Isn't the maximum score for math 150? The passing score is 90, right?"

He thought Shen Xinghe had finally figured things out and would be able to pass the exam, but it turned out he hadn't figured things out, he had just gone crazy and even remembered the passing score.

Shen Xinghe looked embarrassed, a rare shyness on the handsome young man's face. Zhao Zhao looked away, his heart of stone revealing no tenderness, only scores: "What's your ranking in the whole school?"

"One hundred and eight." Shen Xinghe was a little happy and wanted to laugh, but when he remembered the agreement to be in the top fifty of the whole school, he suddenly wasn't sure what Zhao Zhao's expression would be.

Before he could even gauge the other person's emotions, a young man's clear, gentle laughter came through the phone: "Very impressive, you've made great progress."

Shen Xinghe was slightly taken aback, then his eyes flashed with immense joy, his fair face flushed with excitement: "Zhaozhao! You're so wonderful!!!"

He clutched his chest, feeling his heart beating a little fast.

Zhao Zhao disliked his clingy gaze and was about to hang up when Shen Xinghe's gentler voice came through the phone: "When can you go back to school?"

"I'm really too..."

“Anytime is fine.” Zhao Zhao didn’t mind, but it was inconvenient for him to attend class in a wheelchair, and his brother was also worried about his safety.

"Is your leg injury healed?"

Zhao Zhao looked at him like he was an idiot: "It's only been a short time, how can a fracture heal so quickly?" She just didn't know if he would have a chance to stand up again in the remaining time.

Shen Xinghe was feeling down, after all, if it weren't for saving his brother, Zhao Zhao's leg wouldn't have been fractured a second time.

Zhao Zhao didn't like hearing sentimental words, so Shen Xinghe said, "How are you doing? I'll come to your house to see you after school this afternoon."

During this long period of time, Shen Xinghe only came to Zhao Zhao's house on the day she was discharged from the hospital. On the other occasions, whenever he wanted to come, Zhao Zhao refused.

This time was no exception. Zhao Zhao frowned and said, "Don't come. I like quiet. You're too noisy."

It's the truth, but someone doesn't like to hear it.

"Heartless man!!!" Shen Xinghe cursed him, and then hung up the video call.

He was dumbfounded and quickly explained: [Shen Xinghe: I didn't mean to insult you.]

[.:Um.]

[Shen Xinghe: Are you going to rest?]

[.:Um.]

[Shen Xinghe: Get some rest.]

[.:Um.]

Shen Xinghe: ......

My mother tongue is speechless.