[Actually, I don't play games much...... It was all Wu Yueyao who asked me to play. 】

She blushed her face and put the blame on her table without any burden.

[Oh? 】

A reply quickly came from there-

[Because of Wang Chengxi? 】

He still likes to hit the nail on the head.

Seeing this, Bu Yanxi immediately sat up straight.

[No, don't get me wrong. 】

She quickly typed and explained—

[We don't know that Su Jing and Yang Wenjing have a good relationship, but we didn't say it for fear that you would misunderstand, and ...... You won't mention Wang Chengxi inexplicably when you play games, we don't even say anything, how can it be because of him. 】

Then, for fear that he would dig deeper, his fingers flexibly typed a line of words.

[What do you mean by your signature?] 】

Eh, wait......

Why did she ask what was in her heart?

As soon as he pressed the enter key, Bu Yanxi's sanity returned, and he immediately withdrew in shock.

She didn't want Ming Yuyan to think that she was interested in him.

But......

If he had just opened the dialog, would he have seen it? Wouldn't the subsequent withdrawal become a desire to cover up?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cautiously change her question.

Is your signature in French? 】

However, the other party did not reply for a long time.

Then again, he suddenly took the initiative to ask her if she was playing a game, would it be an alternative mockery?

It's exactly like his style.

And she took it seriously.

Bu Yanxi closed the dialog box with some unpleasant feelings.

In the next second, the boy's avatar flashed again.

【Je Ne Sais Pas.】

A few unfamiliar words came into view, she was slightly stunned, and just wanted to ask what it meant, followed by another message-

[A song by Joyce Jonathan.] 】

Song?

Could it be that his signature is the lyrics?

Bu Yanxi stared at these two sentences for a while, suddenly laughed, and then covered her mouth silently.

[That's right...... Today, Mr. Li didn't bother you, did he? 】

She slowly typed down the sentence, hesitated for a moment, and chose to send it anyway.

[Nope.] 】

[It's too coincidental every time.] 】

Ming Yuyan replied quickly this time.

Bu Yanxi was slightly embarrassed, and agreed cooperatively-

[I think I think too...... Maybe you need to look at the yellow calendar when you go out in the future. 】

[It is written on the yellow calendar that the murderer is still absent from class? ] 】

[Even if you can't skip class, you can introspect at any time......]

The two of them sent messages back and forth, pinching the speed of neither fast nor slow, and implicitly pointed to the end. They all tacitly did not mention the previous frictions, big or small, as if they were separated by a network, but they cautiously tested each other.

Until Jiang Youlan came with a [Yun Bei] expression-

[[Yun Bei] Yeonxi, I was abandoned again today......]

She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

[Didn't you go home together today?] 】

[I also thought it was so, but as soon as I got out of school, Wu Yueyao received a phone call, and then ran away......]

[I'm telling you, she must have an opinion about me, I don't know why. 】

[Alas, Yeon-hee, how did you say she became like this......]

A series of three messages, expressing the friend's boredom and eagerness to talk.

Bu Yanxi decided to play a qualified listener, and sent a message to Ming Yuyan [I'll do my homework first], and then concentrated on replying to Jiang Youlan's message.

[Have anything unpleasant happened to you before?] 】

[There are small fights, but we used to be like this...... You also know Wu Yueyao's temper, if there is really something, don't you want to make trouble all over the world. 】

Oh, yes.

So this time, what's going on?

Jiang Youlan was puzzled.

Bu Yanxi was also very depressed.

And...... It's not that she's too careful, Wu Yueyao's abnormality is more like only targeting Jiang Youlan alone.