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I looked up at my messy desk, then at Jiang Zijin's clean and tidy desk, and finally at Jiang Ruochen's spotless chopsticks and chopsticks.

A wave of red crept up to my ears.

"Very cute." Jiang Ruochen's faint smile sounded above my head. I looked up and saw a trace of doting in his eyes, "You're too thin. Eat more."

I thought back to all the weight I'd gained in the last few days