Grandma didn't ask anything, and she seemed to know everything.

She didn't do anything, just gave Ling Xing a small red cloth bag folded into a triangle.

The small cloth bag is really small, only the size of a coin.

Ling Xing reached out to take it, and subconsciously increased the force on his fingers slightly, feeling that the things inside the cloth bag were a bit hard, and felt like multi-layered folded paper.

Grandma also only explained four words: "Carry it close to your body."

Ling Xing thanked grandma, put the red cloth bag into his pocket, and zipped up the jacket pocket, without asking any questions.

If grandma doesn't say it, she must have her reasons.

It was getting darker and darker, and they had to go to school tomorrow. They couldn't stay at grandma's house for too long and had to go back.

Su Qingluo and Ling Xing bid farewell to grandma, and before leaving, grandma held Su Qingluo's hand tightly, her face full of worry: "Xiaoluo, your grandpa worried about you the most when he was alive, you must be well .”

Su Qingluo nodded, and patted the back of grandma's wrinkled hand soothingly.

The two of them walked out of the ancient town along the way when they came, and after walking a long way, they looked back and saw that grandma was still standing there looking at them.

I don't know if it's because of the red cloth bag, or because of psychological effects, Ling Xing feels that since putting the cloth bag in her pocket, her ankle doesn't seem to hurt so much.

In the past, it was unbearable to grin her teeth when she touched the ground lightly, but now she can barely accept the pain when her toes touch the ground.

On the way back, Ling Xing realized that it was not grandma who knew metaphysics, but the deceased grandfather.

Grandma just learned a little under the influence of grandpa.

Even some talisman papers in her hand were drawn by her grandfather during his lifetime.

After sending Ling Xing to the door of the house, Su Qingluo also went back to her own home with interest.

At this time, Mama Ling already knew of his existence, and she might randomly check whether he stayed at their house at night.

School started the next day, and life returned to normal.

As soon as Ling Xing sat down on the seat, Zeng Zhile said to her mysteriously: "Xing Xing, do you know how many points Qiu Yilin scored this time?"

Ling Xing didn't take part in last week's test because she asked for leave, but she was really curious about how many points Qiu Yilin got in the test.

"How many?"

Zeng Zhile stretched out a finger and gestured: "Qiu Yilin's performance this time is actually tied for No. 1 with Luoshen. Damn it, I'm really eye-opening."

Ling Xing was stunned for a moment, she still remembered the first exam, even if Qiu Yilin cheated, she only got No.3 in the exam, why did she get No.1 this time?

The students around are also discussing Qiu Yilin. Now when everyone mentions Qiu Yilin, there is only admiration in their words, as if they have completely forgotten what she did when she cheated on the exam.

If it has nothing to do with that system, Ling Xing doesn't believe it at all.

The classmates who had a good relationship with Ling Xing turned their backs one after another, and they all liked Qiu Yilin more and more. Even when they got together, they would tell Qiu Yilin about Ling Xing's various bad things.

Like "What's the use of her studying hard every day? Isn't there a world of difference in her final grades from Yilin's?"

"It's artificial to set up a schoolmaster."

The most ridiculous thing is that those who laughed at Ling Xing's grades were not as good as hers.

Those alone are fine, but there are still some words that didn’t sound very pleasant to describe her in the past. Ling Xing alone heard words like “noble”, “very fake”, and “green tea”...

Qinggao is very fake, these are reasonable, but Ling Xing doesn't know how she turned into green tea, who is she green?Who is tea again?

Do people nowadays have such a low definition of green tea?

When she first listened to it, Ling Xing was still a little bit aggrieved, and wanted to talk to the person who told her about it, but after she calmed down, she felt that it was completely unnecessary.

She ignored those people, they didn't mention their names anyway, just let them bark at will.

Zeng Zhile also showed admiration for Qiu Yilin, but she never said anything bad about Ling Xing.

The relationship between Tian Jiayun and Qiu Yilin has returned to the past, even better than before. In the past, the two of them were regarded as equals. At most, Tian Jiayun was Qiu Yilin's little follower, because she wanted to attack Tian Jiayun, and Qiu Yilin's attitude towards her was not too bad.

But now Tian Jiayun is like a dog licking, licking the back of Qiu Yilin's buttocks, the key point is that Qiu Yilin still loves to ignore her.

Simply.

Cheap or not?

However, how much luck did Qiu Yilin rob her of to become like a heartthrob?
Ling Xing doesn't think she has this kind of charm. After all, although her relationship with others was pretty good before, it wasn't as good as Qiu Yilin's.

When discussing topics together, even Pei Yan, who doesn't like to talk behind people's backs the least, said: "I always feel that that woman is a bit..."

He thought for a moment, then frowned and thought of a word to describe it: "It's not normal."

"I'm not talking about her brain." Seeing the gazes of several people falling on him, Pei Yan hastily explained: "Her popularity goes up and down, didn't you all notice?"

Su Qingluo remained silent.

Ling Xing fell into deep thought.

Zeng Zhile shook his head.

Pei Yan seemed to still want to explain, but paused before saying anything: "...Forget it, let's study."

After all, he is still not used to talking about others behind their backs.

On the first day of school, Ji Yan's condition was particularly bad, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and he didn't go out during breaks, and he lay on the desk to catch up on sleep.

Qiu Yilin kept looking at Ji Yan from a distance, but didn't come over. She didn't come over to Ji Yan until the last class at noon.

Almost at the same time as Qiu Yilin approached, Ling Xing felt the small red cloth bag on his chest was slightly hot, because it was packed in his underwear, this feeling was very obvious.

Ling Xing stretched out her hand to cover the hot place, and after being shocked, she began to guess wildly. She wondered if the red cloth bag contained something like white phosphorus, which could burn automatically when it came into contact with the temperature?
Thinking about it, she felt that it was unlikely, she had been wearing this thing on her body for so long, she didn't dare to get hot sooner or later, why did she get hot at this time?
At this time, Ling Xing has not yet thought that the hot cloth bag has something to do with Qiu Yilin's approach.

After confirming that the cloth bag was hot, she was still wondering, how could a piece of paper be hot when it was in good condition?
Not far away, Qiu Yilin and Ji Yan were talking softly, but they could only vaguely hear their voices, but couldn't hear what they said.

Ling Xing was a bit curious after all, when she glanced over, her gaze coincided with Qiu Yilin's.

At the moment when the four eyes met, Ling Xing suddenly found that Qiu Yilin's appearance seemed to have changed again.

She didn't look as good-looking as she did two days ago, she seemed to have returned to her previous appearance, Mingyan is Mingyan, but her skin is not delicate and white enough.

Looking at her carefully, I found that she didn't seem to have that kind of attractiveness to people.

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