Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Before leaving, Murong Xue said again: "I will come back and take the college entrance examination with you."

In response to Murong Xue's words, Song Pingqing packed and sent her a fifty-pound exercise book and mock test paper two weeks later.

When Murong Xue first heard from her subordinates that Song Pingqing had sent a 50-kilogram express delivery, she was so happy that her soul almost flew away.

The eldest lady thought to herself: This person really can’t stand separation. The express delivery arrived after just half a month of separation. She must have prepared a gift as soon as I left!

Thinking that she had received the "love and care" from Song Pingqing, Murong Xue immediately sent someone to retrieve it when she got the news, but when she opened it, she saw...

"Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation", "Must-practice Questions for the Butterfly Transformation Examination", "Tianli 38 Sets"

Murong Xue: She loves me, and she wants me to get into the same school with her!

In order to show off Song Pingqing's favoritism towards her, Murong Xue opened the package in the living room.

Shen Ci looked at the information and saw Murong Xue's expression. Only three words remained in his mind: "No hope."

"I have to buy one too." Shen Ci said suddenly.

"Huh?" Wu Qiming, who was counting the cucumbers and carrots, suddenly stood up. "Why do you need this kind of thing?"

"I also want to graduate early and take the college entrance examination." Shen Ci glanced at him, "What about you?"

Wu Qiming suddenly felt that the carrot in his mouth tasted even worse.

"Don't ask me. I don't want to study here alone."

When he was bullied, there was no one to help him.

It was also forced to roll up.

Murong Xue had a gloomy face and asked someone to buy another set of books according to the list of books sent by Song Pingqing.

Back home, Song Pingqing sent the three away and returned to Baihua College. She was the only one living in the big flat.

Oh no, there is also Aunt Zhang who is willing to stay with her for another year.

Seeing an old friend for the first time, Song Pingqing was extremely surprised: "I never thought I could see you again."

"You... you are in your third year of high school, and the teacher asked someone to offer me triple the salary to come back for a year." Aunt Zhang didn't say that I came here voluntarily, but just told the truth, "Since you are in your third year of high school, it's better to have someone familiar to take care of you."

"What about your child?" Song Pingqing was curious. "Didn't you say that she's about to give birth?"

Aunt Zhang smiled kindly, "My husband sent a nanny and a babysitter over there."

That's fine.

What else could happen?

Anything produced by Murong is of the highest quality.

Song Pingqing was the only one living in the empty flat. It was quiet, but too lonely.

For more than a week after returning, Song Pingqing couldn't quite adapt.

I always feel that Murong Xue should appear at the dining table with a newspaper, look at her and call her to come over for dinner.

Changing my deskmate to Gu Zongnan simply made the sudden senior year of high school even worse.

The senior year students at Baihua Academy are divided into three types.

Some are taking the college entrance examination normally, some are taking arts and sports classes, and some are preparing to go abroad.

Of course, the three types also correspond to three teaching modes.

Of course, the atmosphere in the classes that normally take the college entrance examination is the most serious.

Song Pingqing and Gu Zongnan were in this class, and it was even the best class among them. Most of the students in the class were recruited by Baihua College with "high salaries" to increase the admission rate.

Whenever Song Pingqing couldn't stand this serious atmosphere and turned around to complain to the people next to him, all he saw was Gu Zongnan writing furiously on the exercises with a gritting his teeth.

It's not that he's ugly.

It’s just that she’s not as pleasing to the eye as when Murong Xue sits next to her.

Song Pingqing rubbed his forehead and sighed deeply.

It's break time now and no one is moving.

Don’t these people even go to the toilet?

"What's wrong? Are you not used to it?" Gu Zongnan didn't even raise his head.

Song Pingqing was annoyed: "What? Do you want to share your experience as a lone wolf?"

"Just be thankful. At least I'm here to keep you company." Gu Zongnian threw the pen in his hand and said, "I was really upset when you left me alone."

"Hey, with your family background, isn't it easy to find a few followers?"

"But now I am not only Mr. Gu, but also Mr. Gu."

Gu Zongnian rolled his eyes: "Besides, what benefits can such meaningless socializing bring me?"

"It's not like I don't have the strength to carry my own schoolbag."

This question stumped Song Pingqing. He stopped writing and the tip of the pen paused.

Seeing that Song Pingqing was silent, Gu Zongnian thought she was still sad, and finally began to comfort her:

"Last year, Mr. An, who spoke for you at the meeting, was sent to the watch country to discuss export business. He was shot in the lung and almost died."

This is a matter of life and death, otherwise Lao An would not have put on armor and continued to fight in the business world at his old age.

Gu Zongnian handed the box of fruit slices in his bag to Song Pingqing: "At least it's safe to stay here."

Song Pingqing stared at the fruit slices in the box and said, "Forget it, you can take it back."

"What's wrong? Are you feeling so uncomfortable that you can't eat?" Gu Zongnan's eyes were full of worry.

"No." Song Pingqing also took out a box of fruit slices from his bag, "I brought too much. They are exactly the same."

Gu Zongnan: ...My question is in vain.

There is a huge time difference between Song Pingqing and Murongxue now. During the day, Song Pingqing can only call Murongxue during the long break.

Then at night he would call Murong Xue who had just woken up in the morning.

When Song Pingqing heard Murongxue mention that the two of them had also started to practice real questions, he found it funny: "I haven't even adapted to the pace yet, and you guys have already started studying like crazy in your third year of high school?"

"Of course, I have to earn enough credits for graduation and prepare for the college entrance examination. How can I not study like crazy?"

"Take care of yourself." Song Pingqing leaned against the wall in the corridor, looking at the sunlight pouring in from outside, "It doesn't matter if you come a little later."

Murong Xue suddenly chuckled: "Why? Are you heartbroken?"

"......" Song Pingqing was silent for a while, until the class bell rang, then he said "hmm".

Murong Xue was very satisfied with this answer and felt that all her recent fatigue had subsided with Song Pingqing's acknowledgment.

"I'll be careful. Don't worry." Murong Xue said quickly, "I heard the school bell on your side, go to class quickly."

After saying that, Murong Xue hung up the phone first, hugged the pillow in her arms and rubbed it several times, then sat up and continued to do the questions.

When Song Pingqing heard the sound of the phone being hung up, he felt inexplicably disappointed and very uncomfortable.

"Class is starting." Gu Zongnan reminded.

He always felt that Song Pingqing was acting abnormal recently.

The frequency of distraction is a bit too high.