I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

The first thing Ling Xing did after returning home was to hand over the gift that Liang Ke had prepared to Shi Shu.

At that time, Shi Shu was busy drying the hair balls that had just taken a shower, and no matter how much the hair dryer could reduce the noise, it was impossible to make no sound at all, and Ling Xing's voice was not so clear in the humming.

Shi Shu didn't hear what Ling Xing said, and after he turned off the hair dryer, Ling Xing had already handed him the gift.

Subconsciously, Shi Shu stretched out his hand to take the small blue box, his light blue eyes fell on the small dark blue box, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

He thought this gift was a return gift prepared by Ling Xing for him.

In fact, Ling Xing didn't even think about what kind of return gift he should prepare for Shi Shu.

Seeing Shi Shu accepting the gift, Ling Xing was still thinking in his heart that Liang Ke held a special weight in her brother's heart.

She still remembered the time when Nanxi had a new feeling for her brother, the girl's mind was clearly seen, and she was full of enthusiasm, so she always wanted to send some gifts to express her love.

Nanxi prepared gifts several times, each time in a colorful and beautifully packaged small box, but Shi Shu didn't accept it at all, and he simply refused.

Xu Shi knew the girl's warm heart, and he never once accepted that carefully prepared gift.

In terms of dealing with feelings, the two brothers and sisters are surprisingly similar. If you don't like someone, you won't give him (her) any hope.

Dragging, hanging, and preparing are scumbag behaviors, both men and women are the same.

Naturally, Nan Xi was not the only one who liked Shi Shu. Although Shi Shu was suffering from a strange disease, the disease did not damage his appearance, and he even had a kind of morbid beauty.

With dazzlingly fair skin and sharp facial features, the young man's beauty seems unattainable.

Ling Xing stared at Shi Shu for a while. She was thinking that it would be impossible to also give her brother a ballpoint pen refill. Her brother seldom writes, but he is used to using a brush just to practice calligraphy.

How about giving him an inkstone?

Would it appear that she wasn't caring enough to give other students pen refills, knowing that he didn't need a pen to write, so she prepared an inkstone for him.

Tsk, I don't know what gift Liang Ke gave her brother?

If you know it, you can learn from it. She will also send a different color of the same style when the time comes, which is perfect.

Thinking of this, Ling Xing snatched the squinting hair ball from Shi Shu's lap, she was afraid that the hair ball would hinder Shi Shu's movement of unwrapping gifts.

But Shi Shu was just playing with the gift box and didn't intend to open it, so he asked Ling Xing what he wanted for dinner?

Ling Xing doesn't want to eat anything now, she pretended to casually ask while stroking the stupid cat's fat head: "Brother, do you want to open it and have a look?"

Shi Shu looked at Ling Xing with a little surprise in his eyes, then lowered his eyes and landed on the gift box in the palm of his hand. He was not used to rejecting Ling Xing's request, so he responded in a low voice: "Okay."

Ling Xing was very good, he threw the hair ball in his arms that had just closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep onto the sofa, found a utility knife from the storage box and handed it to Shi Shu.

Shi Shu looked at Ling Xing's expectant expression and implied inquiring. He was always careful, but today he really didn't guess Ling Xing's intention.

He couldn't help guessing, did Xingxing want to see his surprised expression when he saw the gift?

It's not a difficult task, but how to show the expression of surprise?

Thinking in his heart, when Shi Shu just opened the box, he was not so fast, and Ling Xing unconsciously stretched his neck beside him.

A utility knife cut through the tape, and when he just opened the box, he saw the note on the top. A line of unattractive handwriting came into view. One stroke at a time, the level of scrawling was even uglier than that written by Xingxing's left hand , he snapped the box shut, his face darkened.

Ling Xing was shocked by Shi Shu's action, slightly shocked for a moment, then went to observe Shi Shu's expression.

Fine, deadpan, moody.

"Brother?" Ling Xing grabbed the hairball's tail and asked him tentatively: "The gift...don't you like it?"

What did Liang Ke give her brother?

Damn, she stretched her neck so long just now, she didn't even look at it.

Shi Shu pursed the corners of his lips, and tightened the small gift box in his hand. The veins on the back of his hand, which was so white that it was almost transparent, were obviously abnormal. His eyes slowly fell on Ling Xing: "Who gave it to you?"

Ling Xing's expression was stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously said: "Didn't I tell you just now, Liang Ke sent it to..."

what?Didn't he hear?

Hearing the name Liang Ke, Shi Shu frowned slightly, then nodded: "I see."

The gift has been opened, and it is absolutely non-refundable.

Shi Shu put the gift box into the room, no matter how curious Ling Xing was, he couldn't see what was in the gift box.

After dinner, the brothers and sisters had different thoughts, and the first thing Ling Xing did when he returned to the room was to pick up his mobile phone and contact Liang Ke.

Ling Xing: 【What did you give my brother? 】

Liang Ke replied in seconds: [Your brother took it? 】

Liang Ke: [Then what's his reaction? 】

Ling Xing: [Reaction]

[The main reason is that I want to learn from your gift and give it to my brother as well. 】

【Don't don't! 】

Liang Ke sent several jpgs of dynamic emoticons waving her hands, probably because she felt that typing was too slow, so she directly sent a voice over.

Liang Ke: [Xing Xing, the gift I gave your brother is not suitable for you. 】

So, Ling Xing continued to type expressionlessly: [What did you give my brother? 】

Liang Ke sent a few shy emoticons: [You know...]

No, Ling Xing thinks she doesn't understand anything.

Although I don't understand her, I'm still a little confused, if I remember correctly, she and Liang Ke should be the same age, so why, when Liang Ke, who is the same age, knows what gift to give to the one he likes, she only knows how to give pen refills?

And it comes with a lot of refills.

At this moment, Ling Xing suddenly sympathized with Su Qingluo.

Teacher Su set the lecture time at seven o'clock, and now there are more than ten minutes before seven o'clock, Ling Xing clicked on Su Qingluo's dialog box: [What are you doing? 】

Su Qingluo probably didn't look at her phone right now, Ling Xing waited for half a minute but still didn't get his reply.

She exited the page where the two were chatting, and casually clicked on the circle of friends that she hadn't checked for a long time, and the top of the circle of friends displayed the news that Ji Yan posted 5 minutes ago.

The text is: life has always been mud and sand, flowers and thorns coexist.

The accompanying picture is a bundle of refills.

Ling Xing knew the bundle of refills, it was a gift she gave Ji Yan today.

Before Ling Xing took a closer look, Su Qingluo replied to her WeChat, and Ling Xing quit the circle of friends and clicked on the chat interface between the two.

Su Qingluo: [I heard that you received another gift today? 】

Ling Xing: [Well, Liang Ke sent it. 】

She opened it and saw that it was a pair of fluffy gloves, which were very warm.

Unfortunately, it cannot be used when playing with mobile phones and writing.

The words "The other party is typing..." began to be displayed on the top of the chat page again, and it took about 1 minute.

Su Qingluo said again: 【Is there no one else to give it to you besides her? 】

Ling Xing instantly understood what Su Qingluo meant. She felt the same as Ming Jing in her heart, but instead of saying anything, she said: [There are, but not many. 】

Without giving Su Qingluo time to reply, she typed quickly: 【Compared to the popularity of Luoshen. 】

After all, the students seldom discussed Chuxue and gifts today, and there were still a lot of small gift boxes on Su Qingluo's desk.

Most of the people who came to give gifts today were primary school girls in the first year of high school. The primary school girls are very sincere. When they ask, they regard Network God as the student god, and they want to get a little bit of a school bully from him.

Su Qingluo fell silent.

After another 2 minutes, he sent Ling Xing a picture.

Ling Xing zoomed in on the picture and stared at it for a while, her eyes widened. She was so shocked that she didn't want to type any more, so she just uttered a voice -

[Copy historical records?Su Qingluo, you haven't been kicked in the head by a donkey, have you? 】

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