I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

During the holidays, there will always be an illusion that there will be a lot more time to study.

Ling Xing also had this illusion, probably because her nerves were highly tense during the preparation for the debate, but today she suddenly relaxed, and she felt sleepy and uncomfortable before ten o'clock.

According to incomplete statistics, when sleepy, hard learning memory will be 80% worse than usual.Ling Xing simply put down the test paper in her hand and lay down on the bed, she fell asleep almost instantly after touching the bed.

I don't know how long I slept, Ling Xing felt that someone was calling her name in a daze, and the voice was a little familiar, as if Ji Yan was calling her.

She obviously didn't respond, but she clearly heard her voice responding.

Is it a dream?

Ling Xing struggled to open his eyes and saw himself in a third perspective.

In the dream, I was walking with Ji Yan on the way home from school. Ji Yan, who had been silent all the way, suddenly turned his head to talk to her at the corner.

"Xing Xing, I actually don't want to talk about it, but this matter is really..." Ji Yan frowned, as if he wanted to say it, but he was afraid that Ling Xing in his dream would make things difficult for him, with a tangled look on his face.

As a bystander, Ling Xing really wants to say that if she is afraid that she will find it embarrassing, then don't say it.

If Ji Yan feels embarrassing, he can embarrass himself, why should he impose this embarrassment on her again.

But the self in the dream obviously didn't think so. In the dream, she opened her two big eyes, showing a stupid look that she promised she had never shown before, and softly comforted Ji Yan: "It's okay, between the two of us Do you still have to worry? You can say whatever you want."

Hearing this, Ji Yan took a deep breath, as if some burden had been lifted from his body, he made up his mind and said to her in his dream: "Xing Xing, Yilin has been giving up on herself for several days because she didn't get a place in this math competition, and even ...It is even heard that she has light thoughts."

Ling Xing saw her eyes wide open in the dream, with a surprised expression, and stammered a reply to Ji Yan: "I, I... I haven't heard of it, how could it be like this?"

Ji Yan's expression became more serious, he bent down and stared closely at Ling Xing's eyes: "Xing Xing, as a classmate, do you have the heart to see her like this?"

Ling Xing in the dream lowered his head to avoid Ji Yan's gaze, but shook his head slightly.

Ling Xing, who was on the sidelines, was about to die of anger, shaking his head?Why is she shaking her head, her skills are not as good as people's skills are not as good as people's skills, Qiu Yilin threatens others with her own death?Who does she threaten?

"Xingxing..." Ji Yan's voice sounded more gentle and careless.

Ling Xing heard him coaxing himself in the dream: "We all know that your grades have always been excellent. Even if you don't rely on this math competition, you can definitely get a good grade in the college entrance examination. In this case, this competition quota Can you give it to Yilin?"

Ling Xing can see it, Ji Yan is PUA her?

Why?Why? ? ?

Ji Yan wanted to give up the competition spot to Qiu Yilin, so she just won the spot and gave it up. Why should she give her generously to others?

This next thing, what the hell is it!

reject him!Reject him mercilessly!Taunt him again!

Scold him, kick him, kick him, slap him in the face!

Ling Xing clearly saw a trace of anger flashing across her face in the dream, but it quickly changed into a calm expression in the next second, and she even smiled gently at Ji Yan: "Okay, I will listen to you. "

what's good?

What do I listen to you?

Ji Yan is blatantly taking something from her and giving it to someone else, how can it be good?How can you listen to him?

It would be polite to him not to throw a big ear scraper on his face! ! !

In his dream, Ling Xing felt that he was about to be blown up.

Ji Yan was overjoyed, scratched his head and smiled like an idiot.

"Xing Xing, I knew you were the kindest!"

I am kind to your mother!

You fucking have nothing to do and play moral kidnapping, fuck you uncle.

But in the dream, it was as if he had fallen in love, and the way he looked at Ji Yan changed from happy to worried.

Ji Yan quickly noticed her gaze, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, Xing Xing?"

Ling Xing in the dream really had a love brain, she asked Ji Yan a question that she would never ask Ji Yan in real life: "Ji Yan, do you like Qiu...someone else."

Ji Yan was obviously taken aback, then smiled slowly: "Silly girl."

He smiled and reached out to ruffle her hair: "With you here, how could I fall in love with someone else?"

yue!

Ji Yan like this is not only greasy on the bottom but also greasy.

Ling Xing couldn't wait to see a trace of distaste for Ji Yan on his face in the dream.

But no, not at all.

The self in the dream still lowered her head and pursed her lips shyly, and smiled softly.

What kind of fucking love brain is this?

Because she was too angry, Ling Xing only felt that her eyes went dark, and when she came back to her senses, the scene in front of her eyes changed again.

This time it was on the school playground.

In the dream, she had a conflict with Yu Yue, no, it should be said that Yu Yue was unilaterally looking for trouble for her.

Looking at the scene, it seemed that she was cheering for Ji Yan who was playing basketball. I don't know how she provoked Yu Yue in the dream, but Yu Yue suddenly rushed in front of her as if she was sick, and pushed her hard.

Ling Xing in the dream was pushed and staggered back a few steps. Fortunately, Zhou Yanwen supported him, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.

Ling Xing clearly saw the anger on his face in the dream, but the anger was quickly suppressed, as if he couldn't vent it at all.

When she raised her eyes again, there was steam in her eyes: "Yu Yue, what are you doing?!"

Yu Yue raised her chin and looked at people through her nostrils, with a defiant look: "There are so many empty seats, you don't stand, what do you mean by standing next to me?"

Ling Xing is speechless, does the playground belong to Yu Yue's family?Doesn't she stay where she wants and it's her turn to fart?

But in the dream, she didn't think so. In the dream, she looked like the stubborn little white flower of the Mary Su heroine. When Yu Yue said this, she was not angry at all: "I didn't see you when I came here. .”

Yu Yue clasped her arms around her chest and let out a cold snort, and said relentlessly, "I'm so big standing here, can't you see? Are you blind?"

She probably felt that Yu Yue's words were a bit harsh, so she frowned: "There are so many people on the playground, how could I notice..."

Before she could finish her words, Yu Yue suddenly started crying as if she had been wronged, and she was out of breath from crying, as if she would faint at any time.

Many of the classmates around knew that Yu Yue's health was not good, and all of them suddenly became anxious. Several friends of Yu Yue even accused Ling Xing in the dream.

One said: "Yueyue's health has been bad since she was a child. You don't know it, so you can't let her order it?"

Another said: "That's right, in case something happens to Yueyue, can you take the responsibility?"

Ling Xing saw with her own eyes in her dream that she would only cry when she was accused by others, the weak ones, she wished she could slap herself like this twice!

Perhaps there was too much movement here, the boys playing basketball, headed by Ji Yan, ran over when they heard the movement here.

After learning what happened, Ji Yan looked at her with eyes full of disapproval.

Ling Xing in the dream probably thought that Ji Yan would stand by her side, and looked at Ji Yan expectantly: "Ji Yan, I..."

"Ling Xing," Ji Yan stood in front of Yu Yue, showing a protective posture. With a straight face, he called Ling Xing's name in a cold voice, and said in a commanding tone: "Apologize to Yue Yue."

This is staged crying children have candy.

At this moment, it seemed that everyone's eyes were on Ling Xing. She took two steps back without any mistakes, and whispered: "I, I didn't do anything wrong."

But Ji Yan refused, and forced her to apologize to Yu Yue. The reason given was that "Yue Yue is not in good health and can't stand it." It's just an apology, and there is no loss for her.

She is in good health and she can stand it.

Ling Xing was so angry that she almost wanted to rush to Hu Jiyan's face, but she seemed to be tightly controlled by an invisible force, unable to move at all, and could only look there helplessly.

Ling Xing in the dream was in a dilemma, Ling Xing heard a familiar voice.

The tall and thin boy walked through the crowd, standing in front of her in the dream, and confronted Ji Yan: "If she is not in good health, I will go to her mother to apologize to her, and ask her mother why she doesn't give her a good body. What kind of thing is it to ask someone to apologize to her?"

The boy's body seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, Ling Xing couldn't see his face clearly, but he recognized him at a glance when he heard his voice.

Su Qingluo.

This boy is Su Qingluo.

Ji Yan frowned, pointed at Su Qingluo and asked Ling Xing in the dream angrily: "Who is he?"

Ling Xing didn't speak, she looked at Ji Yan with disappointment in her eyes.

Ji Yan was startled, and seemed a little panicked: "Xing Xing, why do you look at me with such eyes?"

This sentence seemed to unlock some kind of lock, and Ling Xing's disappointment in the dream dissipated completely in an instant.

She pushed away Su Qingluo who was standing in front of her, and said calmly: "Classmate, thank you for helping me, but I still want to solve my own affairs."

After all, she actually walked up to Yu Yue and apologized to Yu Yue.

Yu Yue's illness suddenly healed after she finished apologizing, and she didn't have chest tightness or shortness of breath. She even leaned into Ling Xing's ear when Ji Yan wasn't paying attention, and said in a breathy voice: "Don't try to grab Ji Yan from me." Yan, he's mine..."

What's yours is yours, everything is given to you.

Who the hell cares?

For someone like Ji Yan in the dream, even if she was naked and lying on the bed, she wouldn't take a second look.

Ling Xing doesn't want to complain anymore, she just wants to slap herself in her dream twice, and call a fool by the way.

At this time, Ji Yan took a provocative look at Su Qingluo, and kindly reminded: "It's best not to worry about some trivial matters."

Su Qingluo raised her eyes to look at Ling Xing in her dream, but Ling Xing in her dream quickly looked away after meeting his gaze.

The young man slowly lowered his head and walked into the crowd, his back was full of indescribable loneliness.

Ji Yan in the dream is really a giant central air conditioner, he treats every girl well, but he has many demands on Ling Xing in the dream.

He would rather wrong Ling Xing than any other girl.

He just relied on the fact that Ling Xing in his dream liked him, so he was getting bigger and bigger!

……

The anger made Ling Xing unable to watch the next transition scene anymore.

Ling Xing struggled to wake up from the dream, the room was pitch black, she calmed down a bit, then reached out to turn on the lamp by the bed, and then glanced at the alarm clock on the desk.

Three twelve in the morning.

The anger in his body still hasn't completely faded away, but he feels a little more like... nostalgia for the lonely back of the boy in the dream.

Ling Xing has never been a person who would wrong or treat himself badly.

She usually does what she wants to do.

She took out her mobile phone from the bedside table, clicked on WeChat, and scrolled down for a long time before she found the dark profile picture.

It was a bit inconvenient to search around like this, so she casually clicked 'Put it to the top of the chat', and then typed, deleted, and deleted in the dialog box between the two of them.

At 22:[-] in the morning, she finally sent the message.

Ling Xing: 【I dreamed about you. 】

At this point in time, Ling Xing didn't expect Su Qingluo to reply to her, but before 2 minutes had passed, her WeChat rang a notification that she had received a new message.

She thought it was a notification message, but she picked up her phone and glanced at it, but she didn't expect it to be from Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo: [Understand. 】

Su Qingluo: [I think about it every day. 】

Ling Xing stared at the two lines of words for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth that she didn't notice, she sat up from the bed and typed a reply.

Ling Xing: [You have such a big face. 】

As soon as the message was sent, Su Qingluo replied: 【It's only three o'clock in the morning, are you having a nightmare? 】

Ling Xing took this opportunity to ask what he wanted to ask: 【It's three o'clock in the morning, why haven't you slept yet? 】

Su Qingluo replied this time with an eight-second long voice.

Ling Xing turned the volume of the phone to half first, and then clicked to listen.

Perhaps because of staying up late, the young man's voice was a little hoarse, which did not match the cold voice during the day.

Su Qingluo: [After playing a few games, the time has come to this point, can you still sleep? 】

Ling Xing is in good spirits now, she feels that she can't fall asleep, and to be honest: [I will definitely not be able to fall asleep for a while. 】

The message is sent, and the WeChat chat page displays 'the other party is typing...'

After a long while, Su Qingluo asked: [Can you make a video? 】

video?

Ling Xing subconsciously sat up and tidied up the crooked pajamas on his body, then reached out to brush his hair twice, and when he was about to reply that he could, Su Qingluo sent a video call request.

She leaned halfway on the bedside table, reached out and clicked to answer.

A picture was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone. The teenager was wearing black pajamas, a pair of earphones on his ears, and two strands of curled up hair on his head. He looked cute for no reason.

He sat at the computer desk and didn't look at the computer screen, but at the mobile phone screen.

The two looked at each other across the screen, Su Qingluo smiled slowly, and praised: "Your desk lamp is very beautiful."

Ling Xing agreed with his vision: "Well, I like this desk lamp very much too."

The two chatted for a while about the desk lamp, and then Su Qingluo brought the topic to Ling Xing's dream.

Su Qingluo turned her eyes away, tried hard to force herself to look at the computer screen, and then asked with the corners of her lips curled up: "Did you just dream about us...?"

"No," Ling Xing covered her lips and yawned, a thin layer of water vapor suddenly aroused in her eyes, she muffled: "I also dreamed of Ji Yan and Qiu Yilin..."

Su Qingluo's smile froze at the corner of his lips, and he immediately changed the topic about studying.

As soon as this topic was brought up, Ling Xing felt a little sleepy, she half-closed her eyes and still talked to Su Qingluo incongruously, and in the end she didn't even know when she fell asleep.

When Ling Xing woke up the next morning, her mobile phone next to her pillow had only 3% battery left.

The sound of the boy's even breathing came through the microphone, and the boy's peaceful sleeping face appeared on the screen of the phone...