Xie Jue patiently sat on the sofa and started the questions, and probably skimmed through the questions, which were very unfamiliar to him.

Raising his eyes and glancing at Song Zhu, Xie Jue lowered his head and wrote.

In less than a moment, Xie Jue raised his head and impatiently threw away the pen, "I'm done writing." ”

"So fast?" Song Zhu was a little surprised, she had only written five multiple-choice questions, and there were fill-in-the-blank questions, true/false questions, and application questions below!

took Xie Jue's exercise book, and saw a large volume, and Xie Jue's ink was very few.

Three of the eight multiple-choice questions were written, one of the four fill-in-the-blank questions was written, all the true/false questions were crossed, and one application question was not written?

"Why don't you finish it!" Song Zhu glanced at Xie Jue with a little headache.

"Nothing else will."

"Can't ask a single question?"

"Hmm."

Song Zhu rolled his eyes in resignation, and then looked at Xie Jue's correctness, looking at it, there was some light in his eyes.

"Although you did not do much, the accuracy rate is quite high, which is good. I only wrote nine questions but I got them all right, but I only got 45 points! Failed. ”

Song Zhu looked at Xie Jue and said expressionlessly.

Xie Jue: "......"

The next morning, Xie Jue woke up just after seven o'clock as usual.

He wore a black turtleneck sweater and black pants today, making his skin even fairer.

He sat on the sofa for a while, but Song Zhu didn't come out for a long time. At this point in the past, Song Zhu had already prepared breakfast, packed his things and planned to go to school.

Xie Jue originally saw that Song Zhu didn't come out, so he continued to squint on the sofa bed for a while, until he looked at the hands on the clock and pointed to seven fifty.

Xie Jue walked to the door of Song Zhu's room, hesitated two or three times, and knocked on it.

"Wake up." Xie Jue said expressionlessly. The people in the room were slow to respond.

"Hey, Song Zhu, you're going to be late." Xie Jue's eyes flashed, and he continued patiently.

There was still no response in the house.

I looked up at my watch, and it was nearly eight o'clock. Doesn't this woman love to learn the most? Usually she is reluctant to be a little late.

Thinking of something, Xie Jue frowned and unscrewed the door of Song Zhu's room.

I saw Song Zhu lying on the bed in a pink nightdress, hunched over, his white calves leaking out, and all the pink quilts were kicked under the bed.

Xie Jue paused, only to feel that something was wrong with Song Zhu.

I saw that Song Zhu's face was white, there were still some fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was in great pain.

"Song Zhu?" The girl didn't react, Xie Jue hesitated for a moment, and put one hand on Song Zhu's forehead, and the other hand on his own forehead.

I don't have a fever, is this so?

Just when Xie Jue looked at Song Zhu's appearance a little depressed, Song Zhu slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

Xie Jue hurriedly withdrew his hand and turned his head unnaturally. "Are you sick? Would you like to ask for a leave of absence? It's eight o'clock now. ”

"What? It's eight o'clock? Song Zhu exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly sat up from the bed, but because he slammed too hard, there was a sharp throbbing pain in his abdomen.

"Sss Song Zhu covered his stomach in some pain, and looked at the mobile phone on the bedside table with his other hand.

Some are glad, "Today is Saturday, please, this week is a Saturday and Sunday." ”

After saying that, the girl fell asleep again, and her body curled up into a lump, as if she was very uncomfortable.

Xie Jue put his hand in his pants pocket at a loss, his eyes moved away, and he pretended to be calm, "Are you sick?" ”

"No, my aunt is here." The girl's voice was a little out of breath, and she didn't think about it.

"Auntie?" Xie Jue repeated it a little dazedly.

"Ah, no, I'm fine, are you hungry? Want to eat? You go downstairs and buy it yourself, it's next to the supermarket in the community, there's a breakfast shop, you go and eat, I don't cook. ”

Realizing what he said, Song Zhu was also a little annoyed, and hurriedly got up and explained to Xie Jue.

The girl's face was pale, her hair hung messily down in front of her forehead, and her pajamas were also a little irregularly deviated, revealing a piece of whiteness on Song Zhu's left shoulder.

"Okay." Xie Jue's eyes darkened, and he hurriedly strode towards the door.

When Song Zhu woke up again, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and his face was still a little pale, but he was already in a lot of energy.

When I walked to the living room, I saw Xie Jue holding a notebook to do questions there for the first time.

Hearing the movement, he saw that Song Zhu had woken up, and Xie Jue got up and went to the kitchen.

Song Zhu followed with some curiosity.

was blocked by Xie Jue's tall body, and after a while, I saw him bring out a bowl of something.

"Brown sugar ginger tea, warm up, should be useful." Xie Jue was still expressionless, and his tone was flat.

Song Zhu read something awkward in his eyes.

"Poof." In the end, he couldn't hold back, but Song Zhu still laughed.

The villain Xie Jue, who killed people and set fire to the plot of the original book, actually cooked brown sugar water for a girl?

Song Zhu didn't know whether he should be surprised or moved.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Song Zhu's smile, Xie Jue thought she was laughing at herself.

His face was dyed with a touch of crimson, and there was some inexplicable anger in his tone: "If you don't drink it, who said it was cooked for you." ”

"Don't don't, I'm not laughing at you, I'm just happy." Song Zhu winked at Xie Jue and hurriedly took the embroidered porcelain bowl in his hand.

Taking a sip with satisfaction, the temperature was just right, Song Zhu glanced at Xie Jue, raised his head and drank it all.

"It's delicious, I'm much better, hee-hee, thank you for the table." Song Zhu wiped his mouth with satisfaction, watching Xie Jue become more and more satisfied.

Xie turned his head a little awkwardly, but the corners of his mouth pulled a touch of arc.

Nine days is Saturday, and there is no need to go to class, so Song Zhu simply did a day's homework at home. Someone also "finished" the weekend's homework while impatiently throwing his pen on the pen.

By the time the two finished their homework, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

Song Zhu looked at Xie Jue's homework with a little headache, well, although he wrote ten of the twenty-three questions today, he was all right. It's better than yesterday and I've done one more question right.

tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Then let's get here first today, your homework is almost finished, you just need to practice a lot, let's practice tomorrow." ”

Song Zhu arranged it very planned.

"Oh." Xie replied casually, trying his best to cooperate with the girl. But the phone rang.

Pick it up and take a look.

[Shen Shuo: See you at eight o'clock tonight? 】

[X: What's the matter?] 】

[Shen Shuo: My birthday party, and Situ Ling and Bai Yuyang are also back. 】

【X：ok】