The red boy was not reluctant, and walked in front silently.

I sighed secretly, he didn't find out, did he?

He was walking with his head down and sullenly, but he bumped into him, as if he had hit a wall, and when he saw that I had been silent for a long time, he turned around and looked back to see what was going on, "What's wrong with you? Why do you seem to be preoccupied?" he asked.

"Well, oh, that," I squeaked for a moment, "Aoba is right in front, why don't you let me run for nothing?" "I'm afraid of revealing flaws at this time, and I think it's more reliable to stay away from him.

"And what do you want to do?" he asked rhetorically.

"Me?" I didn't understand the purpose of his question, wasn't what he told me to do every day?

"You can do whatever you want, you don't have to follow me. "His attitude was surprisingly good.

He released his freedom at once, and I was obviously not used to it, "If you don't need my help for the time being, then I'll go to Qingteng Building to read?" I asked.

"Yes. He replied cheerfully.

It turns out that the world can become very beautiful all of a sudden, just like the 180-degree transformation of the red child, although it is not uncomfortable to follow him and listen to his commands, but it is of course better not to listen to the dispatch, relaxed and relaxed.

I happily raised my legs and ran towards the Qingteng Tower.

"You wait. He suddenly stopped me again, and ran up the Aoba Tower in three steps and two steps, and jumped down with an oil lamp in his hand.

"It's getting dark, I was going to give you a fire break, but I'm afraid that you will forget your reading and burn the Qingteng Pavilion, so I'll give you a small lamp, be careful. He still said mildly.

What kind of luck did you hit today, how did Red Boy's attitude become so good, so good that it was flattering. "Oh, okay," I said, taking the lamp and turning to head towards the Ivy Tower.

I was still very interested in the vulture's notebook, and I knew it after reading it a few times, and I just waited for time to try to explore it in his way.

It's very tiring to use your brain, especially for someone like me who wasn't a lover of learning at all before I was reborn, and once I figured out the blockage, I was so heavy that I leaned against the corner and took a nap.

I don't know how long later, there was some slight noise in the study, and I opened my eyes dimly, and found the red boy walking around the study, busy, although he tried to tiptoe as much as he could, but small noises were inevitable.

"What are you doing?" I asked, confused, and upon closer inspection, I saw that the furnishings of the study had changed considerably, and that the old vulture's long desk had moved at some point in favor of a large single bed.

"You can rest here from now on. Red Boy decided.

"Why?" I don't understand Red Boy anymore.

When he first came, because he liked quietness, he insisted on living in the Qingteng Pavilion, and I lived in the Qingye Pavilion of the Furong sisters, and now he has changed his mind again.

"You like to read, isn't it more convenient to live here?" he didn't like me to ask and ask.

I kept watching Red Boy's back disappear from the study, and I always thought he was weird. However, it was good that it saved me the trouble of running around, and next door was Red Boy's bedroom, and it was the first time since the accident that we had been so close, even though he didn't know that I was Lingzhu.