School Hunk or Childhood Sweetheart?

Shen Weiyi rose to open the door and saw the girl from the afternoon standing at the entrance, her hands full of a bunch of fruit, and two boxed meals. As soon as she entered, she focused on Shen Weiyi’s hand and asked, "How’s your hand feeling now?"

"Yeah, much better."

"I brought you some food. I asked your roommates, but they didn’t know what you like to eat. Next time you can tell me in advance so I won’t buy something you don’t like."

The girl unpacked the two meals and pushed them towards her, saying, "You choose first."

Shen Weiyi looked at the slightly chubby girl with a round face, who was staring at her with a pair of shiny black eyes, and said, "You don’t need to do this; it’s just a wrist injury, and it doesn’t stop me from eating in the cafeteria."

The girl in front of her shook her head, her face set with determination, and said, "No, it’s because of me that you’re injured. Until you’re better, I’ll take care of getting your meals. And I can do other things for you, like laundry, running errands, and cleaning. Oh, and I live in the dorm next door, so call me if you need anything. Also, my name is He Huan."

"He Huan, I really am fine, and you doing all this makes me feel embarrassed." It was just an accident, and Shen Weiyi didn’t blame her. If anything, she felt somewhat indebted because of the girl’s excessive concern.

He Huan patted her chest and said, "You don’t need to feel embarrassed; these are things I should do. If you don’t let me do them, I’ll be the one feeling embarrassed."

Shen Weiyi was at a loss.