Life in another world is not easy to mix [Transmigration Book]

Ling Hui rubbed her eyes, as she expected last night, she was nagged by Manyu for a long time, she almost froze from laughing.

She looked out of the window suspiciously, the sun was shining brightly, it was no longer the gentleness of the morning, and even a bit vicious.

"Oh, it's strange, Manyu didn't yell at the door today? Is it a holiday today?" Ling Hui yawned, got up from the bed, changed her clothes and prepared to wash.

When she opened the door and saw Manyu standing in front of the door, she was shocked, and took a step back subconsciously: "Why are you standing at my door without saying a word today?"

Manyu didn't answer, but just stared at her with a rather complicated expression, which made Linghui confused.

"You...you don't have to do those things in the future, this is for you." Manyu handed over a bag in her hand, Ling Hui took it and opened it suspiciously.

It is a suit of clothes.

A white shirt with a blue ribbon.Black shorts and a navy blue cloak, the cloak has a pattern of a ten-pointed star embroidered with blue thread on the heart.

It looked like a uniform, Linghui looked at it blankly for a while and looked up at Manyu: "This is... what's going on?"

Manyu shook her head, she also seemed very puzzled: "Master Ying Heng asked you to be her reading companion..."

???

Linghui frowned, with a puzzled look on her face: "Huh?"

She can still understand being Yi Yi'an's companion. After all, she is young and mischievous, and she can't read in peace, so she can supervise with a companion.

But what about Ying Heng?She doesn't like to be with others, and she doesn't need supervision at all. What is the situation when she wants to accompany her?

Seeing Linghui standing foolishly holding the bag, Manyu stretched out her hand and waved in front of her eyes: "Anyway, you put on this, go register for the report with Ying Heng today, she'll be waiting for you at the door."

"Miss almost had a big fight with Master Ying Heng because of this, and I don't know why she suddenly named you by name." Manyu looked at Ling Hui with mixed feelings, and her tone was even a bit resentful. After speaking, she turned and left up.

Manyu has been in the Nighola family since she was a child, taking care of An Li, and she can be regarded as her playmate since childhood.Manyu knew her attitude towards Heng.

But Ying Heng always has an attitude of being thousands of miles away, with a sense of unreality drifting away from the world.So much so that the two finally got along not far or near, and the relationship could never go any further.

That's why the eldest lady was upset when she mentioned that Ling Hui would be her companion.Manyu sighed, although Ling Hui did have a good skin, but...

Linghui frowned and closed the door to change clothes. Manyu's last words lingered in her ears, and she also looked confused.

"What's going on, isn't it the character design of the cold heroine Fan? Why is she so childish all of a sudden? What has happened to this?" Ling Hui babbled while changing.

After finishing everything, she went to the gate.

Standing on the corridor on the second floor, Ling Hui silently looked at Ying Heng who was standing by the door.She leaned against the doorpost expressionlessly, wearing a large dark blue cloak that was exactly the same as her own.

Ying Heng lowered her head, her silver-white hair slipped down, covering most of her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, but still made people feel beautiful, cold and dignified, independent from the world, full of fatal attraction.

She is alienated and indifferent all over her body, and she is always inaccessible.

Ling Hui walked downstairs, her leather shoes knocked on the marble steps, making a slight sound.It's not big or small, but it's very clear in the quiet hall.

Ying Heng raised her head upon hearing the sound, and looked straight at Linghui.

Those golden eyes, which did not reflect anyone's figure, clearly and visibly reflected her own appearance, like a pool of soft pool water filled with emotions that Linghui couldn't understand.

For the first time, she saw emotions from Ying Heng's eyes.

Linghui's footsteps paused, and her figure swayed unsteadily.Almost subconsciously, Ying Heng took a step forward as if wanting to help her.Seeing that she was standing still, she didn't come over again, but reminded her in a low voice: "Be careful."

The voice is also different from the coldness before, the meaning of concern is extremely obvious, and the tone is as gentle as water.

Ling Hui looked at Ying Heng at a loss, and felt that the development of the matter was a bit unexpected.

Obviously, when he went to find himself at night before, he still looked alienated and indifferent. Today, whether it is his eyes or words, the gentleness is almost overflowing.

Although I always wanted to play the heroine's favor, I didn't want the other party to put too much affection on me.As the protagonist of Long Aotian, she is not limited to this.

I just want a safe haven, but now the other party's sudden expression of emotion makes Linghui a little at a loss and has complicated emotions.

"That...why do you want me to accompany you?" After some hesitation, Ling Hui still asked.

Ying Heng said seriously: "It's boring to be alone."

"..." He was talking nonsense in a serious manner, feeling that the character set had collapsed.Linghui didn't know how to react, but just looked at her silently.

"Let's go. If you want to live in the dormitory, you need to buy some necessities. Let's go to the commercial street first." Ying Heng said flatly, not caring about her attitude at all.

Ling Hui followed behind her somewhat inexplicably.

Necessities... Didn't she have them ready?Or are you thinking about yourself?ah?Is the heroine such a caring persona?

The commercial street was crowded with people, even though there were no promotional activities, it was extremely crowded. There were quite a few students wearing cloaks wandering around, and everyone had a decagram embroidered on their cloaks.

Are they all students of the Magic Academy?Ling Hui looked at them, and subconsciously reached out to touch the embroidery on the cloak.

"Eddoma Academy of Magic is relatively strict, and the school rules strictly prohibit lower-grade students from going out from Monday to Friday." Ying Heng explained in a timely manner, "Ah, 12 to 18 years old are uniformly classified as low-grade students, and adults are considered high-grade students. It's not based on strength."

"...Well, I know." Linghui insisted, but she didn't know anything about these things.

"That's why the lower grade students will make a lot of purchases before the start of school." She said unhurriedly.

Ling Hui glanced at her, and the other party seemed to have raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly when she looked over, but he didn't seem to have any, Ling Hui couldn't help wondering if she was dazzled.

Her tone was very calm and indifferent. Those strong emotions in the morning seemed to be hallucinations, but now she is not as obvious as before, and her attitude is ambiguous but not etiquette.

It will not feel difficult to get close or too close, a distance that makes people feel unguarded and at ease.

Ying Heng glanced at the clock in the store, then turned to look at Linghui who was following her: "It's lunch time, do you want something to eat?"

Linghui suddenly came back to her senses: "Ah...no, I'm free."

"Really, I know a store, and I want you to go with me." After Ying Heng said, he took her hand, "Let's go, there are many people here, I'm afraid of getting lost."

The slightly cold body temperature touched the palm of the hand, causing Linghui to shrink her fingers instinctively, and brushed across the smooth jade-like skin of the other party, causing Linghui to panic for a while.

The other party was as careful as holding a piece of fragile jade, so soft that Ling Hui felt his face was a little hot.

"...I suspect that the heroine is flirting with me, but I have no evidence." Ling Hui complained, lowering her head and shoulders like a sculpture-like white cat, "Could it be that she has MAX flirting skills? I know Long Aotian They should all be cold, dragging and pretentious, waiting for beauties from all walks of life to flock to them."

"..." The white cat turned its eyes to look at her, "So what was the little master's impression of her before?"

"Ah? It should be... very cold, but polite, and his personality is passable. In terms of strength, the book says that he is very strong and awesome, but I have never seen a bad review. Anyway, I feel that it should not be bad."

"Little master, didn't you still work hard to build a good impression before, isn't this not good now?" The white cat continued, tilting its head in a puzzled manner in line with the tone.

"It's not like that..." Ling Hui bit her lower lip in annoyance, "It feels a bit more than the kind of emotion I need."

She hesitated for a moment and said, "At first, I just wanted to brush up to the kind...well, the kind where the heroine can cover her, but the other party doesn't care."

The white cat stared at her without blinking, pondered for a while, and asked after a while, "Why?"

"Even if you ask why..." Ling Hui sighed a little, and said faintly: "Actually, I don't like the protagonists in Long Aotian's novels. For me, love is such a thing... a lifetime is a couple. .”

The white cat touched her cheek gently with its beak, and whispered: "What if she is only for you?"

"Ah?" Linghui was startled for a moment, looking at the white cat with its head back and its eyes closed in bewilderment, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Huh?How is this possible? Isn't this a novel about Long Aotian's harem?

Ying Heng quickly took her to a restaurant, the signboard was extraordinarily exquisitely decorated, and the scenery inside could not be seen through the black glass.

There is a long glass pendant hanging on the door, which makes a crisp ding-dong sound when opened.There is a faint floral fragrance in it, looming.In the darkness, only a lamp hanging from each table gave off a soft orange-yellow light.

"Welcome." A waiter stepped forward and brought the two of them to a table slightly inside.

Beside the table is a pillar with creeper-like plants curled up on it, and small flowers on the vines, the original color cannot be seen under the light, and they are all dyed orange.

After the two sat down, the waiter handed the order in front of the two. Ling Hui casually glanced at it and didn't look at it again, and completely handed over the order to the other party.

Ying Heng browsed for a while, quickly checked a few, and then handed the list to the waiter: "That's it."

There was a cool aura in the hand, which added charm to her in the dark, making the waiter blushed and hurriedly replied.

Linghui glanced at the other party, and moved away before meeting her eyes.

The halo of the heroine, I really want it.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Aya Hui: How could the heroine not have a tragic experience in a beautiful love?

Ying Heng: Tragic experience? There must be.

Linghui (curious): What?

Ying Heng (serious): I once lost you.

Aya Hui: ...Do it. (too shy to run away)

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There is no way to change the day for the time being, does it count as quq to compensate with a small theater?