Fast Transmigration: The hero is going to die again

Chapter 120 The Problem Girl Is A Little Sweet (5)

It was already eight o'clock in the evening after the evening self-study, Wen Heng packed up his things and prepared to go home by car.

But before he could walk out of the classroom, the figure of a girl appeared in front of the door.

"Xueba, are you free?" The girl wore a high ponytail, and her skin looked fairer under the incandescent lamp.

Wen Heng glanced at her, put down the schoolbag in his hand, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

The classmates who had not yet left looked at the two of them curiously, seeming to speculate on their relationship.

"It was agreed to give me tutoring, did you forget?" Shi Xi looked at him with a smile, "To your house or to my house?"

Wen Heng's face froze, and under the stunned gaze of his classmates, he picked up his schoolbag and walked to the door. There was a sense of alienation in his voice, "Let's go."

Shi Xi raised her eyebrows and followed him, talking about how annoying her teacher was all the way.

"...I was clearly sitting in the classroom this morning, but he didn't see him because of his poor eyesight. He insisted that I skipped class." Shi Xi's voice was thin, and it made it tickle in his ears, "What else are you talking about?" If you don’t do well in the Chinese exam at the end of the term, you have to do more homework for the holidays.”

Wen Heng ignored her, but the girl didn't feel embarrassed, as long as they walked, Shi Xi muttered for a long time, until they walked to the school gate together.

"Where's your family's car?" Wen Heng turned to look at the girl.

"I'm not here," Shi Xi said confidently, "Aren't you going to give me tutoring? When the tutoring is over, a car will naturally come to pick me up."

Wen Heng had no choice but to walk in front of his car, opened the door and sat in, and then watched the girl sit next to him.

The boy moved imperceptibly to the other side.

Wen's house and Shi Xi's house were not far from the school, less than 20 minutes' drive away, Shi Xi was still thinking about it, and Wen Heng felt that his head was getting bigger.

After getting out of the car, he finally couldn't help but said, "You have this skill, why can't you memorize a few more ancient poems?"

Shi Xi blinked, and said confidently: "If I can recite it well, do I still need you to tutor me?"

Wen Heng didn't speak any more, and entered the house in silence, greeted his parents sitting in the living room, then went upstairs and plunged into his room.

Shi Xi accompanied Ji Yan to have a conversation in the living room, and then was greeted to go to the study.

"Miss Shi sit down, the young master is taking a bath, he will be over in a while," Aunt Zhang, the nanny, walked in with a smile on her face, "Eat some fruit first."

Shi Xi thanked her obediently, and the smile on Aunt Zhang's face deepened.

She watched Wen Heng grow up. Over the years, he had never brought friends of the opposite sex home. Although Ji Yan was involved in it, it was still somewhat special.

Moreover, this girl is good-looking, and she likes it when she sees it. Surely the young master will not be as ruthless as he treats other girls, right?

With such good hopes in mind, Aunt Zhang walked out of the study to prepare supper for the two children.

However, different from what she expected, Wen Heng's attitude was as cold as ever, even a little impatient.

"Where are the books?" When Wen Heng approached the study wearing a T-shirt and shorts, Shi Xi was crossing his legs and playing with his mobile phone. He frowned and said, "Are you here for tutoring, or for wifi?"

"Isn't this waiting for you? I can't see it by myself," Shi Xi threw away the phone, put his hands on his chin, and looked at him helplessly, "Wen Daxueba, I want to borrow some Chinese documents. I think it's too heavy, so I didn't bring them with me. .”

Wen Heng's brows twitched violently, he took out the Chinese language book from his bag, and put it on the table, "Recite it, anyone with an asterisk on the table of contents has to be memorized, and if you don't understand the meaning of that sentence, ask me again. "

After finishing speaking, Wen Heng sat down on the other side, wearing earphones to listen to the music, as if he was throwing his hands away from the shopkeeper.

Shi Xi looked at it for a while, and unsurprisingly found that she couldn't understand it at all. She raised her eyes to look at the boy on the other side, and narrowed her eyes maliciously.

Is this perfunctory for her?
Shi Xi put down the book, walked lightly to Wen Heng's side, and patted him on the shoulder suddenly.

The boy trembled, and those bright black eyes suddenly lifted up, looking at Shi Xi with a hint of shock.

The cold boy shed that layer of indifference and suddenly became real.

Seeing his genuinely frightened expression, Shi Xi couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You..." Wen Heng looked at Shi Xi with a dark face, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know what that whole article means," Shi Xi pointed to the book spread out on the table on the other side, and emphasized one sentence, "I don't understand every sentence."

Wen Heng took a deep breath, brought the Chinese document to Shi Xi, and pointed it out sentence by sentence.

"Going back, come back, will the Wuhu not return?"

The young man's voice was steady, and he slowly read the words on the book. Shi Xi turned his head to look at his slightly wet hair, and asked insincerely, "What do you mean?"

"Go back, the countryside is going to be deserted, why don't you go back."

"Is he a farmer? If the field is barren, it will not be barren when he goes back?"

"Tao Yuanming has been an official since he was 29 years old. He has always hated officialdom and longed for the countryside. At the age of 41, he went out for the last time and served as Peng Zeling for 85 days. Later, he resigned. This is the article he wrote at the beginning of his resignation."

"so what?"

"So it doesn't matter whether he farms the land or not. He is just expressing his eagerness to go home by using the deserted countryside."

Shi Xi felt that if she continued to ask, Wen Heng might hit someone, so she responded obediently, expressing that she understood.

"...Aware of the past, don't remonstrate, and know the coming ones can pursue. It is not far from the lost road, and I feel that today is right and yesterday was wrong."

"This sentence is so long," Shi Xi said lazily, "What do you mean?"

"Recognize that the mistakes of the past are irreversible, and know that there is still time to remedy the future. It is not too far to go astray. I have realized that today's 'yes' and yesterday's 'no'."

Shi Xi frowned, with a bitter expression on his face.

Wen Heng simply explained, "You just need to know that you are expressing emotion."

"So what is there to write about when I get home?" Shi Xi curled her lips, "There is no romance on the way..."

Wen Heng took a deep look at her, with "I'm going to curse" written all over her face.

"Let's finish laughing..." Shi Xi smirked twice, "Go ahead, I'm listening."

"... Please give me a break, which means that I will cut off contact with the outside world."

"What do you mean by rest?"

"stop."

"Absolutely?"

"cut off."

"Don't they all have the same meaning?" Shi Xi muttered, "You're a lot of nonsense, man."

Wen Heng: ...

He suppressed the desire to tear up the book, and said coldly, "Continue."

So the two of them chattered back and forth, and the night passed.

(End of this chapter)