This afternoon was peaceful, Lin Xinghuo knew that Zhu Nuan was still busy copying books now, and he didn't have time to target her or anything, but he couldn't say if he would go back to the dormitory tonight.

Because it is self-study, the head teacher also plugs in the headset to work throughout the whole process, Lin Xinghuo's writing speed is not very fast, two classes in a row, and only a small half of it, and then look back at Ye Yubei, it seems that he is already a little sleepy.

Lin Xinghuo is really not surprised by this, after all, Ye Yubei is also a little rebellious like a boy in adolescence, and he can't raise much enthusiasm for the same thing.

On the other hand, Lin Xinghuo has obviously lived for so many years, and he didn't adapt badly when he returned to high school.

Lin Xinghuo paused for a while, but still grabbed the pen again, and what should be copied still has to be copied.

The weather is lukewarm now, but the student party likes to wear a school uniform jacket, Lin Xinghuo thought it was okay to wear it, but now somehow there are beads of sweat, it should be a strange thing.

Lin Xinghuo himself didn't remember how long she copied it, but at a side glance, he saw that the young man next to him had fallen asleep on the table at some point, his face was on his arm, and the pen slipped to the ground, making a slight sound.

Lin Xinghuo clearly saw that although the young man was asleep, the corners of his lips were flushed with a touch of curvature, warm, like a small sun.

Who is this laughing for?

Of course, Lin Xinghuo remembered that Ye Yubei often laughed in his previous life, although he didn't smile at her alone, she always felt that as long as he could do well, it would be fine.

To be honest, there is one thing that Lin Xinghuo has not figured out until now, in his previous life, Ye Yubei and Zhu Nuan had been in love for almost ten years, but they had never been married, she had tried to ask Ye Yubei, but the other party was just silent with a different emotion in his eyes.

Lin Xinghuo felt that she shouldn't understand it in this life.

Lin Xinghuo saw that Ye Yubei was sleeping soundly, and naturally he had no intention of waking him up, after all, this was her own punishment, and there was no reason to let Ye Yubei accompany her.

The campus is always quiet, as soon as the bell rings, the students around them are excited again, and they are talking and laughing together, Lin Xinghuo is of course the exception, after all, there are still so many penalties that have not been completed, besides, even if there is no punishment, who should she get together to chat!

Let's stay alone!

Ye Yubei was woken up by a good buddy.

Before he could fully open his eyes, he saw that the girl next to him was still copying diligently, refusing to relax for a moment, he only felt a strange feeling welling up in his heart, which naturally came down to sympathy for Lin Xinghuo.

Yes, Lin Xinghuo never knew that Ye Yubei's most mentality towards her was sympathy.

Of course, Ye Yubei wouldn't let her know.

In Ye Yubei's impression, she and Lin Xinghuo grew up together since they were children, Lin Xinghuo was still young at that time, and he didn't know anything fat, thin, beautiful and ugly at all, and he and his group of buddies had a lot of fun, until later, everyone gradually grew up.

Coincidentally, the other buddies are studying in several other schools, but he and Lin Xinghuo are lucky to have been placed in the same class of the same grade, it can be said that Ye Yubei has almost seen the entire process of Lin Xinghuo's personality change.

He clearly remembered that Lin Xinghuo was not like this when he was a child, she would stick to him all the time, with a bright smile on her face forever, how long had she not seen her smile now? Ye Yubei didn't know.

Lin Xinghuo was copying, and suddenly felt a gaze stay on her, and the tip of the pen shook, only to realize that Ye Yubei, who had fallen asleep on his stomach, had woken up and looked at her thoughtfully.

Although Lin Xinghuo has known Ye Yubei for a long time and has had a crush on him for many years, he also admits that he has never understood him.

In this young man's body, he is always bathed in sunshine, warm and bright, or maybe it is this layer of light that makes Lin Xinghuo never see it very clearly.

Ye Yubei noticed that something was wrong, but he never thought of opening his mouth, so he got up lazily and helped Lin Xinghuo continue to copy.

Until another bell rang.

Lin Xinghuo put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his hands that were a little tired for a while, and then realized that an afternoon had passed, and she had only copied a third, and then looked at Ye Yubei.

Ye Yubei also seemed to have forgotten the time, and only then did he look up when the bell rang, and he was stunned for a while and buried his head back again.

Lin Xinghuo frowned suspiciously, hesitated for a while and leaned over, seeing that Ye Yubei's movements did not stop, it seemed that he would not go to eat if he didn't finish copying.

Lin Xinghuo wanted to persuade Ye Yubei to go first, but when he saw that the other party didn't mean to deal with her, he was a little helpless.

In fact, even Lin Xinghuo himself didn't understand what kind of position she occupied in Ye Yubei's heart, this young man would help her when she was helpless, he didn't like to say much, he had been silently by her side for so many years, and she couldn't refuse.

Since Ye Yubei had no intention of leaving, Lin Xinghuo picked up the pen again, ready to copy it again.

The silent young man on the side reacted, his hand movements did not stop, but his eyes fell on Lin Xinghuo, "Go buy me something to eat." "If she copies it again, I'm afraid her hands won't be able to stand it.

Lin Xinghuo only thought that Ye Yubei was hungry, where would he think of that layer, thinking that he was also hungry, so he nodded and took out the meal card.

The classmates in the classroom went out one after another, Ye Yubei shook his somewhat sour hand, looked at the sky, and continued to copy.

When Lin Xinghuo returned to the classroom, Ye Yubei also added the last touch.

Lin Xinghuo held the zongzi, corn cob and barbecued pork buns bought from the canteen, piled them on the desk, saw that Ye Yubei had already sorted out the white paper, he was puzzled, and asked honestly, "Finished copying?"

Then she heard the boy's shallow response.

To be honest, Lin Xinghuo also knew that his writing speed was not very fast, but he never thought that it was half slower than Ye Yubei, besides, these punishment manuscripts were what she should do, and now two-thirds of them have been wrapped up by Ye Yubei, Lin Xinghuo feels embarrassed to think so.

How could Ye Yubei think so much, after counting the number of times it was not wrong, he stuffed the paper into Lin Xinghuo's drawer, and then piled the books on his desk aside, and piled the food between the desks of the two.

"Everyone likes barbecued pork buns very much, how did you grab them." Ye Yubei swept the two barbecued pork buns at a glance, one for two.