I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

After returning home from self-study on Friday night, Ling Xing tried to contact Su Qingluo again.

In the past two days, she didn't receive Su Qingluo's good morning and good night. She sent Su Qingluo a WeChat message in the morning, but she didn't reply.

Ling Xing simply made a voice call to him, and when it rang, he hung up automatically, but no one answered.

It was only then that she remembered that she hadn't saved Su Qingluo's phone number yet.

But looking back, what if I saved his number?If he doesn't answer her call, it's useless to save the number.

On Saturday, Ling Xing arrived at school very early.

She was waiting for Su Qingluo, but today was destined to be another day of disappointment for her, Su Qingluo still didn't come to class.

It's the third day.

While handing in homework, Ling Xing walked into the office, and when she saw Sister Yu, she pretended to ask by the way.

Sister Yu shook her head, her haggard face was full of helplessness, she turned to Ling Xing and asked, "You have a good relationship with him, can't you contact him?"

Ling Xing was not in the mood to think about Yu Jie's implication, and shook his head.

Can't get in touch, can't get in touch at all.

On the way back to the classroom from the office, Ling Xing met Ji Yan who came to the office with homework in the corridor.

The two hadn't spoken for a long time, and they had almost developed the habit of not saying hello when they met.

But when the two of them were about to miss each other, Ji Yan suddenly called her: "Xing Xing."

Ling Xing stopped and looked back at him.

Ji Yan was smiling, and his eyes returned to the gentle look before. He looked at the homework piled up in his hands and said, "I'm going to the office to hand in my homework, can you wait for me? Xing Xing, I have something to say tell you."

His eyes are very serious.

Ling Xing just wanted to refuse, but Ji Yan seemed to know what she wanted to say, and didn't give her a chance to refuse at all: "Wait for me for a minute, I'll come out right away."

After all, he almost ran to the office.

The words of refusal stuck in his throat like this, Ling Xing squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Yan's back, just in time to hear what nonsense he wanted to say again.

Sure enough, Ji Yan came out of the office very quickly. When he saw Ling Xing, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "Xing Xing."

Ling Xing was expressionless, and went straight to the topic: "What do you want to tell me?"

Ji Yan paused, looking a little lonely: "Xing Xing, we have heard about Su Qingluo, his family..."

Ling Xing knew this was the case, and interrupted him coldly: "Don't discuss other people's family affairs with me."

Ji Yan choked, and said after a while: "Xing Xing, Su Qingluo's character may not be as good as you imagined, I know that you may be angry if I say these words today, but I still want to say, you Stay away from that kind of person, okay?"

that kind of person?
What kind of person?
Ling Xing stopped, and Ji Yan took two or three steps more than her before realizing that she stayed where she was, and he also stopped, looking back at Ling Xing in doubt: "Xing Xing, you..."

"Ji Yan," Ling Xing pursed his lips and shook his head slightly: "I'm already very disappointed in you, can you stop making me feel sick?"

Ji Yan was completely stunned, the corners of his lips trembled several times, but he couldn't say a word.

Ling Xing stopped looking at him and walked straight past him.

Back in the classroom, Ling Xing heard Qiu Yilin in the classroom talking to the system again.

bother!
But you have to listen again.

In the past two days, Qiu Yilin's complexion has softened a lot, and it is no longer the gloomy and cold before.

She praised the system without hesitation: "The system is worthy of you, you are really amazing."

The electronic sound of the system contained a little pride, and the sizzling electric sound no longer existed: "Host, if you listen to me, the previous mission will be completed perfectly."

"Yeah," Qiu Yilin smiled, "I'll listen to you from now on."

Does this count as her mission completed?
Shameless.

But Qiu Yilin will also be like this, spreading rumors from behind, and she likes to do things that are not seen in the light and not on the stage.

They couldn't find a breakthrough point from her, so they went to deal with Su Qingluo.

The methods are so despicable that they can be called shameless.

What cannon fodder?
What protagonist?
Su Qingluo is better than Ji Yan, the male protagonist. Ji Yan can't compete with Su Qingluo even with the protagonist's aura, which can only show that Ji Yan is not capable enough.

If you are not capable enough, there are still two ways to go, work hard or admit defeat, how shameless it is to think of tripping others?

After a gloomy day, it suddenly rained lightly in the afternoon.

Ling Xing keeps an umbrella in his schoolbag every day, so he doesn't worry about it raining.

It was something else that worried her.

What is Su Qingluo doing at this time?
At home or in the rain?

After school, Ling Xing shook off Ji Yan who wanted to go home with her, and she walked forward step by step with an umbrella.

There is no evening self-study today, and school ends at five o'clock.

Ling Xing didn't plan to go home so early, she planned to go to Su Qingluo's house to find him.

She had seen Su Qingluo's home address on the home address form collected by Sun Xin before.

She knew that Su Qingluo's house was not far from hers, but she didn't know that it was so far away by walking.

Su Qingluo's house is obviously closer to the school, why does he still walk around to her house every day?
The answer is right in front of you, Ling Xing has never been a person who will escape.

Probably because of the rainy weather, the street lights on the side of the road turned on before six o'clock.

The rain was getting thicker, and Ling Xing continued to walk forward. When passing a small park, she turned her head and glanced at the rest chair of the street lamp.

Seemingly mistaken, she withdrew her gaze and took two steps forward.

He stopped again, and turned his head to glance at the rest chair.

She read it right, there was indeed a figure sitting on the rest chair.

is a teenager.

The figure was very familiar, so familiar that Ling Xing thought he had an illusion, blinked his eyes hard twice, and hesitated for a while, not daring to look up.

The boy sitting on the rest chair didn't see her, he sat there quietly like a statue with his eyes downcast.

The rain was falling all over the sky, fine or dense, and he seemed to have never heard of it. He didn't hide or dodge, just put himself in the rain, letting his whole body get wet by the rain.

Like a drowned rat.

Ling Xing suddenly felt that the scene in front of her was a bit familiar. She vaguely remembered that a few years ago, she held an umbrella to shield a drenched young boy from the sudden wind and rain.

The young boy's brows and eyes are very vague in the memory, it's not something important, she really can't remember it.

But I just feel that the picture overlaps with today's picture and fits perfectly.

Without any further hesitation, Ling Xing walked towards him.

She stood beside Su Qingluo as if she had never heard of Su Qingluo, she just lowered her eyes and immersed herself in her own world.

He was still clutching the rain-wet phone tightly, and the lit screen displayed the chat interface with her.

He looked at their chat records, and at the messages sent by Ling Xing, he only dared to read them, but didn't dare to reply.

What are you afraid of?
Ling Xing held up the umbrella, and the huge umbrella covered the heads of the two of them. She bent down and approached Su Qingluo, looking at his rain-drenched hair and eyelashes.

It is no longer as clear as before.

Only then did Su Qingluo see her, her raised eyelashes trembled slightly, and then fell down quickly.

He opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak: "Xing..."

Ling Xing suddenly smiled: "Drowned."

The scene today overlaps with that of three, maybe four years ago.

In the past, she also held up an umbrella for the little boy in the rain like this, calling him a "little drowned chicken".

The outline of the fuzzy boy's face gradually became clear.

"Hey!" She suddenly reached out her hand to wipe away the raindrops on his brow.

The young man raised his eyes to look at her, those dark eyes were full of panic and bewilderment, he only dared to take a look, he lowered his eyes and smiled shyly.

"Little drowned chicken!" Ling Xing called him, with a faint smile in his voice.

The boy raised his eyes again, and there was a trace of surprise and surprise in his black eyes.

The slightly cool fingertips landed on the small red mole on the right side of his high and straight nose bone, and she gently rubbed the skin until the whiteness was dyed bright red.

Xiao wanted it for a long time, and it finally came true.

She smiled, her voice slow and soft: "Little drowned chicken, don't be sad, I will never dislike you."

I’m going to travel tomorrow, I don’t know if it’s better to come, I’ll try my best~