Then, pretending to be eating, he calmly picked up the spoon, and was about to put the spoon in his mouth, but there was a voice on the side.

The rice in Ye Xingchen's spoon hadn't been delivered to his mouth yet, and even his mouth had already opened, but he was stopped by Mother Liu quickly, "Young Master, wait a minute." ”

The young man seemed to be a little impatient, and a touch of displeasure appeared on his face, but it was more of a panic that he was afraid of being detected, and then he glanced at Mama Liu not very seriously.

As if she understood his movements, Mama Liu put away the little joy in her heart, pointed to the spoon in the young man's hand, and then opened her mouth, "Young master, the spoon in your hand just fell to the ground." ”

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen suddenly realized something, looked at the spoon in his hand very depressedly, and then pretended to be calm, nodded slightly, changed the second spoon unhurriedly, and continued to eat.

"Poof......" Seeing this, Mother Liu subconsciously covered her face and snickered.

Young master, this is growing up, and I have something on my mind.

…

After eating, Ye Xingchen got up and prepared to go to the study.

His slender hand pushed open the door of the study, and as soon as he raised his foot, he was about to step in, but after looking at the furnishings inside, his whole movement suddenly stopped.

He seems to have forgotten to take the math problem.

Thinking of this, he turned back to the bedroom, took a notebook out, and slowly entered the study.

After sitting down, he just opened the notebook, and before he could turn the page on it, the movement of his hand suddenly stopped, and then his whole expression was followed by a stunned moment, and then he seemed to remember something, and his eyes unconsciously looked somewhere.

He remembered that his tablemate, surnamed Chu, seemed to have said something that he hoped he would get rid of the bad habit of being a night owl.

Thinking of this, he didn't know what was wrong with him, so his body directly turned off the notebook that had only been turned on for less than three seconds uncontrollably.

Then it's a "swipe", and the notebook that hasn't turned off the screen is directly extinguished the second it slowly shuts down.

After closing the notebook, Ye Xingchen simply went to the bedroom again, he pushed open the bedroom door with a steady pace, and then a dark world swept his entire vision.

Seeing this scene, he looked slightly stunned, and then stepped in without any doubts.

I don't know why, when I was a child, I was so afraid of the dark, but now I don't feel it.

…

Late at night, the young man wearing only a bathrobe stood straight in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the window in front of him was slightly open, and in this quiet night, from time to time there were gusts of evening breeze blowing gently, hitting the young man's wet hair.

Looking at the high-rise buildings in the distance, Ye Xingchen's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and at this moment, the lights were dim, and there were bright night scenes of city towers.

As long as you stand here, you can completely look down on the entire Qing City, and you will really feel your insignificance.

It's insignificant.

Actually, he was hardly sleepy, but perhaps because of his old habits, he hadn't slept at night for a long, long time, and the only time he remembered was a year ago, when he was drunk and unconscious.

Now that I think about it, he really paid too much for her, but so what?

Even though he knew he wouldn't do anything by doing this, he couldn't convince himself not to.

Only, if it could be as she said......

Thinking about it, Ye Xingchen's mind flashed the small appearance of the girl writing a note seriously, and he thought about it for a long time, as if he had finally made a decision, and secretly closed the window.

Just now, he was still puzzled and hesitating, but at this moment, he unexpectedly had an answer.

…

He still remembers that night, groggy, no lights, no mathematical formulas, no bustling night scenes, no mobile games, and no boredom and annoyance, pain and struggle.

He just lay flat and slowly closed his eyes, then his long eyelashes covered the starry eyes, and in a moment the silence of the room was covered by the sound of shallow, faint breathing.

He didn't know that his long-standing habits were so easy, so easy to change, all he needed was a note, a few words.

…

The next day, he opened his eyes in a daze, and for a moment he was stunned, then stretched out sleepily, and walked to the bathroom.

When his mouth was full of bubbles, he glanced at himself in the mirror, and he didn't know what he thought, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

I really didn't expect him to really fall asleep like this, and this feeling seems to be ...... Not bad.

After washing, he put on his school uniform and coat, and went to school.

In the morning of Qingcheng, the wind was a little cold and a little cold, but it made him feel very refreshed.

He looked at the street scene on the side of the road that was regressing little by little, and suddenly remembered last night, he went to bed early, and the night was quiet and peaceful.

Although everything was so uneventful, he felt very comfortable at the moment, he hadn't been as casual as last night for a long time.

To be honest, he slept well last night, and he was unusually at ease, thinking about how long it had been since he felt the breath of falling asleep at night.

…

When I came to school, I just moved my chair and sat down, and there were frequent noises in the classroom that contradicted the quiet morning.

After listening for a while, Ye Xingchen could tell that these people in the classroom were talking about the results of last week's competition.

He didn't react much, just elegant and good-looking eyebrows, and when he saw the empty space on the side, he wrinkled slightly.

It was still early, but it was seven o'clock, and there were only a few people in the classroom, and he was idle with nothing to do, and was about to continue to lie on the table to make up for sleep, but his eyes were on the note lying on the table.

His slender fingertips were clamped and placed on his desk, his beautiful eyes looking at the contents.

- "The ...... Are you busy right now? ”

- "Can't you see it?" ”

- "Oh...... It seems that you are busy, so I won't bother. ”

- "Where do you think I'm busy?" ”

- "Aren't you busy sleeping?" ”

- "I don't sleep today. ”

- "Can I ask you a question, then?" ”

- "Hmm. ”

- "I want to know, how do you manage to sleep every day and get a perfect score in math?" ”

- "Oh? Isn't that weird? ”

- "Of course it's strange, isn't it a slap in the face for a person like me who is not good at math to look at a person who can learn math well when he sleeps every day?" ”

- "It's not all like that. ”

- "No, what is that?" How the hell do you do that? ”。

PS: Hey, hey, let's be honest, this note is not an ordinary long ~