I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

The moment she saw Su Qingluo through the camera, Mama Ling fell silent.

After the silence, Mother Ling hung up the phone before she could even say goodbye to Ling Xing.

This news was a bit sudden to her, and she felt that she needed to digest it.

Ling Xing put the phone aside, glanced at Su Qingluo, whose face was slightly stiff, and suddenly felt a little funny, she leaned forward and approached him: "Are you still afraid of my mother?"

Su Qingluo rubbed her nose and seemed a little embarrassed. After a long while, she said: "Xing Xing, when your feet are healed, go to my house, my two kittens..."

Ling Xing has continued to look at the finale question that bothered her, and her mind was a little confused by the big question. Hearing what Su Qingluo said, she couldn't detect the deep meaning in his words for a while.

He casually said: "Let's talk about it when we have time."

The most important thing right now is to study. Apart from studying, there is another more important thing, that is, how can Qiu Yilin never take away her luck again?
Moreover, Qiu Yilin had to return the ones that were taken away in full.

There is absolutely no good thing in this world that takes advantage of others for no reason, at least with her, there is no such thing.

While the two were still discussing the finale topic, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

At this time, there was no one else in the house except Shi Shu, so Ling Xing called out casually: "Brother?"

"It's me." Shi Shu's voice came from outside, and then the door was gently pushed open.

Shi Shu walked in slowly with his hairball in his arms, the sunlight refracted from the window just hit the door, and it would fall on his face, making his complexion so pale that it was almost transparent.

Shi Shu subconsciously avoided the sunlight. He set his gaze on Ling Xing's desk and explained quietly: "Mom called just now and asked me to come up and study with you."

Learning is false, let Shi Shu look at the two of them to be true.

Ling Xing's head was full of black lines, and he felt a little regretful that he had just impulsively told her mother about Su Qingluo's stay at her house. However, when her mother heard that Ji Yan had a girlfriend, her mother's shocked expression clearly expressed :'Damn it, why does that bastard have a girlfriend? What's wrong with my daughter? '.

Ling Xing doesn't think she's bad, and she doesn't think it's great to have boyfriend and girlfriend at their age.

But right now her mother obviously doesn't want to lose to Aunt Jiang, nor does she want to lose to Ji Yan. This is a kind of comparison between parents.

It's like when I was a child, after the results of the exam were announced, Aunt Jiang would always happily call and share with Ling's mother, saying that Ji Yan took the No.

She knew that Ling Xing's test was not bad, but in front of No.1, Ling Xing's score was not good enough.

Ling's mother didn't say anything, but she would touch Ling Xing's head and ask her to work harder and harder.

Ling Xing knew that Ling's mother wanted her to surpass Ji Yan in grades.

The relationship between the two parents is very good, but it is also true that they like to compare their children with other people's children.

Just come when you come, three people study together, and there is no difference between studying with two people.

There is also Shishu's drawing board in the vacant room upstairs, and it is not difficult to move it here. Shishu likes to be quiet when painting, and it is best if the surroundings are quiet and dead.

But at this moment, there were voices from two people discussing the topic in the room, and occasionally there was a heated argument, but he didn't feel noisy, and occasionally stopped the brush on the phone and glanced at the desk.

There is a hint of quiet time in the light blue eyes.

After solving the last big question, Ling Xing stared at Shi Shu's back for a while, the curtains were half closed, and Shi Shu was hidden in the shadows.

He is drawing Q-version characters again, which usually means that he has received a private order on the Internet again.

Ling Xing felt a little strange. During this period of time, her brother seemed to have received a lot of orders for customized Q-version girls' avatars.

Her brother's fees are not low, and he really met a bunch of local tyrants.

Shi Shu was fascinated by painting, usually at this time he was immersed in his own world, sometimes Ling Xing called him several times, but he would not respond.

Ling Xing touched Su Qingluo's arm with the tip of the ballpoint pen: "Hey, look at my brother..."

As soon as Su Qingluo grasped her restless pen, she turned her head to look at Shi Shu.

Shi Shu was drawing seriously, his face was the same as usual, without any emotional fluctuations, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

Turning back to look at Ling Xing with some doubts, he asked her in a low voice: "What's wrong, brother?"

"Don't you think my brother is handsome?" Ling Xing lowered his voice and said, "Do you know? Someone posted my brother's photo on the Internet before, and they all said that my brother is delusional."

Su Qingluo: "...um."

It is indeed a delusional type, Shi Shu usually does not go out, and does not give others the opportunity to contact him at all, so it is not delusional.

This time, the Q version of the girl in Shishu's painting has a ball head, her eyes are slightly curved, and she has a sweet smile on her face.

A very healing painting.

If it weren't for knowing that someone had pre-ordered this version, Ling Xing would have spent money to get it.

But there is one more thing she cares about right now, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing the cinnabar red rope on her wrist.

She shook her arm and asked Su Qingluo: "Who gave you this red rope?"

Su Qingluo raised her arm, and also revealed the red string on her wrist: "My grandma."

Ling Xing: "Then grandma is in City F?"

Su Qingluo nodded.

Ling Xing asked again: "Is grandma... a little superstitious."

Su Qingluo nodded again.

He is not superstitious and will not force a cinnabar red rope around his wrist, saying that his luck is easily influenced by others. ?And also gave him a bunch of cinnabar red ropes for him to use.

Ling Xing's round eyes lit up instantly, and she grabbed Su Qingluo's hand a little excitedly: "Can I go with you to see grandma?"

Su Qingluo was taken aback, he didn't expect Ling Xing to make this request at all, he thought she wanted two more red ropes?
What if I skip meeting my parents and go straight to grandma?
Su Qingluo has no reason to refuse this matter.

He took Ling Xing's hand and stood up immediately, his expression was more urgent than Ling Xing: "Shall we go now?"

Ling Xing nodded heavily: "It's still early, let's go there early and see if we can come back before dark."

Su Qingluo nodded in response, took out her mobile phone from her pocket and started calling a taxi.

Ling Xing walked over to say hello to Shi Shu, Shi Shu stopped the brush in his hand, looked at Ling Xing, then at Su Qingluo, and nodded.

He asked Ling Xing: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Ling Xing waved his hand, and changed into a thicker down jacket by the way: "Don't worry about me, brother, I don't know what time I will be back?"

Before Shi Shu had time to say anything, Ling Xing and Su Qingluo had already left the room and ran downstairs.

But within a minute, the house became silent again, and the snoring of hair balls was deafening.

It stands to reason that this environment is suitable for Shi Shu to paint with peace of mind, but he threw away the paintbrush in his hand and lost the interest in painting.