I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Shu also had something to do on weekends, he wanted to follow his teacher to an art exhibition, and left before dawn.

Nan Xi, who had come to block people early in the morning, was in vain, and the vitality girl became sluggish in an instant.

She hugged the hair ball, and with the other hand she made an Erkang gesture towards the door: "My brother, why didn't you wait for me~"

Ling Xing was a little speechless to her, and even more speechless to the thin white dress on her body.

The weather at the end of September is already a bit cold, especially the wind has been a bit strong in the past two days, so she has put on her coat.

She asked Nan Xi: "Is it cold?"

Nan Xi shivered, hugged the hairball tightly to keep warm, and insisted on saying stiffly: "It's not cold."

The typical style is not temperature.

Ling Xing threw her a white coat: "Is this color head office okay?"

Nanxi put on a coat with a smile on her body: "Xing Xing is good to me, if I have a chance to be your sister-in-law, I will love you very much~"

The corner of Ling Xing's mouth twitched uncontrollably: "..."

This guy said it was love at first sight when he saw Shi Shu for the first time. Of course, Ling Xing thinks that she is more likely to clock face.

Ling Xing still remembers that the first thing Nanxi said when he saw his brother was: "My God, Xing Xing, why did an angel fly into your house?"

The day Nan Xi first met Shi Shu, Shi Shu was sitting under a tree in the yard reading a book. His upper body was hidden in the shade of the tree, his legs were bathed in the sun, and the fat white cat was always lying in his arms lazily. Yang Yang squinted his eyes to sleep.

The weather at the end of March is neither hot nor cold, and the temperature is suitable.

In the small garden, the fresh and sweet fragrance of the gardenias that have just revealed their petals is refreshing, and the roses are also vying for beauty and hanging their buds early.

Sunshine, flowers, teenagers, fat cats, shade.

No matter how you look at it, how beautiful it is.

Such a quiet and well-behaved boy can always be liked by others easily.

At least Nanxi likes it, so much that she feels that one glance is worth ten thousand years.

What he likes or dislikes, in front of the mountain of test papers, Ling Xing thinks it's all floating clouds.

Nan Xi casually flipped through Ling Xing's stack of blank test papers, swallowed unconsciously: "These...are they all weekend homework?"

Ling Xing nodded, didn't say that she didn't sleep until she swiped four sheets of anger last night, and looked up at her again: "Don't you have homework?"

"Yes," Nan Xi took out the small white bag she was carrying on her shoulder, and took out a few test papers from it: "Not as many as you."

Class [-], Class [-], and Class [-], these three classes are famous exams, not only for the teachers, but also for the students.

Zeng Zhile didn't arrive until after nine o'clock. With two panda eyes on her face, she said that she was so excited last night when she was doing the quizzes and didn't sleep until early in the morning.

Sitting with the two college bullies, Nanxi really experienced what it means to be under great pressure. She shrank helplessly in the corner of the desk, silently put away her mobile phone and buried herself in the questions with them.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Ji Yan called.

Ling Xing didn't hear the ring until the third time. She glanced at the caller ID, took the phone to the kitchen, and swipe up to connect.

Ji Yan's voice came through the microphone: "Xing Xing, when are you coming?"

come over?What's coming?

Ling Xing's brain filled with the sea of ​​questions didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Ji Yan obviously paused: "You said earlier that you would help me with my weekend homework..."

"Oh," Ling Xing understood, and was puzzled again: "Didn't you see the WeChat message I sent you last night? Qiu Yilin took away all your test papers. She told the teacher that she would pass by your house today and would bring the test papers with her." for you."

silence.

long silence.

It was so silent that Ling Xing thought she had hung up the phone. She took the phone in front of her and glanced at it. The number on the call time was still beating.

She put the phone back to her ear, and called softly: "Ji Yan, are you still listening?"

"...Xingxing," Ji Yan's voice seemed to be confused: "I always feel that you seem to be alienating me."

Ling Xing didn't speak, was she wondering if she made her alienation so obvious?

Ji Yan asked: "Can you tell me why? Did I do something to make you unhappy?"

"No." Ling Xing lowered his eyes, and unconsciously picked the table with his fingers: "Study is heavy..."

"Study is always heavy." Ji Yan raised the volume to interrupt her, and his slightly heavy breathing came from over there: "Xingxing, I know you, don't lie to me."

Ling Xing was even more confused: "Since you know me well, why do you still ask me?"

"Xing Xing, there are some things I want to tell you in person." Before Ling Xing could answer, he said again: "Now, I'll go find you, or you can come to my house."

"If I don't see you in 30 minutes, I'll go find you."

……

Hanging up the phone, Ling Xing let out a long sigh of relief.

At this time, Nanxi and Zeng Zhile were both at her house, so it was impossible for her to leave them and go to find Ji Yan, nor would it be possible for Ji Yan to come and find her.

So she told Ji Yan to go find him in the afternoon.

Her attitude became tough, and Ji Yan had no choice but to agree.

It's rare that Nan Xi honestly studied the questions all morning today. She raised her head from the test paper and stretched her waist firmly. Swallowing back the words, he quietly took out the phone in his pocket.

Habitually opened WeChat and took a look, but there was no new news.

Nanxi quit WeChat, and clicked on a certain bar to find some gossip for fun.

This year's school bar is no better than last year's. Last year, there were a lot of things that had to be said between XX and XX, but this year it was all clear and watery.

Either fishing posts, or dog licking, or the topic of confrontation between men and women...

It's meaningless, she turned off her phone, and tapped Ling Xing's arm: "Xing Xing, what shall we have for lunch?"

This is really a big problem, the three girls look at each other.

Zeng Zhile scratched her head: "How about ordering takeaway?"

Nanxi grinned: "I want to eat shrimp, it's best to pair it with a bottle...

Ling Xing opened the refrigerator and turned to them and said: "My brother left his lunch in the refrigerator, we can eat it after heating it."

The dream of eating crayfish was shattered, but Nanxi seemed even happier. She took a photo of the hot meal on the table and sent it to Shi Shu, attaching: [Brother's cooking is really good, thank you brother! 】

After a long time, Shishu replied: [hmm]

Not even punctuation.

Nan Xi held the phone and showed an idiotic smile, Zeng Zhile teased her: "You are not in love, are you?"

Nan Xi curled her lips: "I think so, but I'm annoyed that I don't have a chance."

What do you say?

At this age, learning is the most important thing.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Xi and Zeng Zhile left one after another.

Around 05:30, Ling Xing sent Shi Shu a WeChat message, asking when he would be back.

Over there in seconds: [I'm eating, it will be late..."]

Shi Shu: [The penultimate layer also has quick-frozen dumplings. 】

Immediately afterwards, a diagram of a tutorial on cooking quick-frozen dumplings was sent.

Ling Xing: "..."

Question: My brother treats me like a waste, what should I do?

At ten past six, the sun had just set, and it was still dark.

Ling Xing found out the traction rope and put it on the hair ball, took it out for a walk, and stopped by to see Ji Yan.

The hairball is used to being lazy, otherwise it wouldn't be full of fat. This guy didn't want to be bound by the traction rope, so he kept pawing with his claws, trying to pull the traction rope off.

Ling Xing insisted on pulling it out of the door. After walking for a short distance, this guy acted like a fool, rolling around in circles and doing everything, but he didn't leave.

stupid cat!

The silly cat stared innocently at its owner with its big eyes wide open. Its white fur was stained with mud, and it was almost turning into a gray cat. Ling Xing was in a stalemate with it for a while, and hugged it in a compromise.

Really heavy.

Going forward is a small park with a lot of fitness equipment placed in the park. The elderly nearby always like to come here to exercise.

Ling Xing passed by the park, stopped halfway, and looked sideways.

Between a group of uncles doing Tai Chi and a group of aunts dancing in the square, the boy's tall, thin and straight figure is a bit abrupt.

He was playing on the horizontal bar, and he did a good job of doing pull-ups. Suddenly, he played a reverse single-arm. This wave of coquettish maneuvers showed off to the onlookers, who gave him thumbs up and praised him.

"Su Qingluo?" Ling Xing called him subconsciously.

Hearing the sound, the young man raised his eyes, and the surrounding street lights suddenly lit up, shining light into his dark eyes.