Seeing the tempting Big Apple being thrown into the garbage basket, Lancey couldn't help but stare at her.

How can this be!

He used to have a dry mouth, but now he finally had an apple to save his life, but he was thrown away by this guy Xuanmo!

Woo woo his apples...... Will he become the first mermaid to die of thirst in history?

Listen to what this guy Xuanmo said, what does it mean to be "unclean"? It's not for him to eat, what do you do with so much......

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Lanxi turned his head to the side angrily, and silently kept comforting himself: it must be that the other party is jealous of his handsomeness!

It must be so!

If you find that you are not as popular as yourself, you must feel uncomfortable, right?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt reasonable, and while he was happy, his anger was miraculously extinguished, and in the end, Lan Xi laughed twice, and threw Xuan Mo a condescending and proud expression, and he had to immerse himself in his own little world.

Sure enough, whether in the East China Sea or here, he is the most shining fish in the world! Not one of them!

Xuanmo?

Xuan Mo watched the stupid fish beside him change his face, first puffing and puffing, then laughing out loud after a few seconds, and then sweeping himself with indescribable eyes.

If I am not mistaken, the eyes of the stupid fish just now...... Yes, mercy?

Forgive him for being a shallow learner, and he really can't see any aspect of himself that needs the other party's pity.

Lowering his head, Xuan Mo refocused his attention on the book he was reading. The sudden loss of control when he saw the post-it note, and then the good mood that popped up inexplicably, was completely ignored by him, intentionally or unintentionally.

A small conflict was strangled in the cradle before it could be officially brewed. It's just that soon, Lanxi discovers that Yiqiē is not as simple as he imagined-

When he arrived at school early the next morning, he found another carton of milk in his desk.

At noon, it was still a very good-looking apple.

Over the course of a week, the mysterious man was rain or shine, and the delicate font on the post-it notes changed from good noon at the beginning to all kinds of simple words.

With the cute facial expression, Lancy also became a little curious about this mysterious friend.

Nibbling on the red apple, looking at the post-it notes, ignoring the cold eyes of the people next to him and the lower and lower air pressure around him, Lancy made up his mind-

He wants to meet this man!

Although he knew that he was not smart, he still understood some truths.

-- To be able to spend so much effort to bribe him, eighty percent of them are asking him for help. For the sake of the other party trusting him so much and being so attentive, if there is any help, if you need help, just help.

…… That's right, he is such a simple, kind and enthusiastic mermaid.

The other party values him...... It makes sense!

Happily telling Xuanmo his thoughts, Lanxi thought that he could get the approval of the other party, but he didn't expect that the latter would stand up without saying a word and prepare to leave.

"Hey, don't go!"

Lancy endured the pain in her flesh, took out a box of yogurt from her schoolbag and handed it over-

"Oh, please drink." Although the taste of the preservatives in this brand of yogurt is a bit strong, overall, it is still worth tasting.

Oh, I forgot to mention that this yogurt is also the feeding of that mysterious friend.

Xuan Mo's originally expressionless face was even more gloomy, especially those dark eyes, which were already showing a cold light at this moment.

Knowing that if he stayed for one more minute, he would make some inappropriate movements, Xuanmo walked without stopping and left the classroom directly.

What the?

Blinking for some reason, Lancy threw the remaining pits into the trash, lowered her head and prepared to drink the yogurt, but somehow she lost her appetite.

With a sigh, Lancy lay down on the table.

In fact, it is very simple to know who this mysterious friend really is.

Instead of leaving after school as usual, Lancey stayed uncharacteristically until his classmates were bustling with him, and then he saw a figure that was not unfamiliar walking towards him.

"Does the apple taste good?" Su Min asked with a smile.

"Is that you?"

Unexpected, but reasonable.

Su Min smiled gently: "Yes, thank you for the last sports meeting." I don't know how to thank you, so I can only do my best. ”

Lan Xi didn't know what to say, so he could only wave his hand in the end: "It's all classmates, don't be so polite." Besides, you also thanked you last time at the school hospital. ”

"How is that the same?"

Su Min blushed and said seriously: "If it weren't for you and Ah Luo, the consequences at that time would be unimaginable." So, thank you. ”

As if remembering something, she continued: "I have washed all the apples carefully, don't worry about ......"

What kind of expression did Lancy use for a while.

The other party burst out laughing: "Just kidding, so Lanxi-san, can I be your friend?" ”

is the same as Song Luo.、Very good friend.。

Looking at the somewhat nervous eyes of the girl in front of her, Lanxi was slightly stunned, and then narrowed her eyes: "Of course! ”

Su Min also smiled happily.

It's just that the joy of gaining a new friend has not faded yet, and the next day, Lan Xi suddenly found that Xuan Mo really ignored him!

This one-sided Cold War came out of nowhere.

Even if Lan Xi wanted to break his head, he didn't understand what he annoyed Xuanmo?

Is it because of Su Min? It doesn't seem right......

After all, his friend was not only Su Min alone, and when he was playing with Song Luo, he didn't see any superfluous expressions from the other party.

Could it be that the other party does not allow him to get along with humans?

And why? Are you afraid that he will expose the prototype and cause unnecessary trouble for him?

Lying on the bed, the more Lan Xi thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and finally he simply picked up the quilt with a huff and turned over to sleep.

Who does he want to play with, and what is the matter with Guan Xuanmo? He's too lenient, isn't he?

It's just that the mental preparation made the night before was useless, and the next day, when Lan Xi saw Xuanmo, he subconsciously greeted the other party.

…… Unsurprisingly, received a cold face.

In the next few days, Lanxi tried countless times to talk to Xuanmo, but was ignored by the other party; In a different way, I took the workbook and asked for questions, and the other party did not say a word except for the course content.

There seemed to be words engraved on that cold face: You and other mortals, don't come to disturb!

In the end, Lanxi's temper also rose, and he no longer took the initiative to look for unhappiness.

Since Xuan Mo ignores him, as a mermaid with backbone, he doesn't want to ignore Xuan Mo anymore!

The two youkai who lived in the same room ended up silently staying in their respective rooms.

An icy aura filled the vast space, and the little warmth and friendship generated by the battle together at the Games not long ago slowly disappeared without a trace.

Another weekend.

Lan Xi packed up his books, turned his head sideways, and was surprised to find that Xuan Mo did not leave first as before, he hesitated and spoke:

"Xuan ......"

"Lancey, are you free tomorrow?" Su Min happened to walk behind him at this time, looking at him with a smile.

Lancey snapped her mouth shut and nodded.

What could he do, not stay at home and face to face with the cold air.

"So, can you do me a favor tomorrow? If I could, I'd give you the big autographed book at home! Su Min asked with a smile.

A big autograph book in ink?

Lanxi completely left Xuan Mo behind, and little stars flashed in his eyes.

Yes, Su Min is also a big die-hard fan of Moshu. Compared with Lanxi, who has just entered the pit, the other party is indeed an old fan who has accumulated many years. According to her own account, as early as when Moshu Da was not yet famous, she was recommended by a friend to enter the pit of Moshu, and since then she has followed it with all her heart.

This is the reason why the friendship between one person and one fish can heat up quickly.

"Which one?" Lancy couldn't help but ask.

"It's an early work, "Traces of the Sea", have you heard?"

Lancey's eyes brightened.

How could he not have heard of it!

It was a great masterpiece of ink books, and it was precisely because of this book that the other party jumped from pink to a god of word-of-mouth achievements!

Although in the eyes of book fans, this book is already a top work, Mo Shuda himself does not think so, and willfully classifies this book in the "black history" column.

It is also because of the strict requirements for oneself that this book was only published once in the early days, and it was collected and regarded as a treasure by a few interested fans, and of course it was not sold at will.

Therefore, it is conceivable that all of Lanxi's attention at this time has been completely occupied by this good news.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

When the words fell, Lancy immediately changed his words: "No, I mean, what's the problem?" I'll help! ”

In any case, he would never let a big autographed book leave him.

Su Min smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll see you at the school gate at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

Lancy hurriedly agreed.

The two who were immersed in the topic did not notice that not far from them, a person stopped, and after a long time, he took another step and left.

Driving home, Xuan Mo did not return to the room as usual, came to the study and sat down, was silent for a while, raised his right hand and waved lightly, the top dozen books on the bookshelf floated up, and finally came to his eyes meekly.

From the very beginning of "Nine Songs" to the recent "Primordial War", these are all the physical books since the birth of "Moshu".

Fingers slowly swiped over the spine of the book, and Xuan Mo sat in the dark, his eyes dark.

In the next second, the wind was raging in the study, and the books were floating uncontrollably, and the pages were rattling and making painful □□.

Xuan Mo slowly closed his eyes.

The wind stops. Once again, the books fell and were neatly laid out on the table. Only the creases on the margins of the pages silently tell the inner turmoil of the book's owner.

opened his eyes, picked up the pen, and signed his pen name one by one-

Ink book.