Su Qingluo had been gone for less than two minutes, and Ling Xing also used the excuse that he still had homework to finish and wanted to go back to do his homework early.

In the same class, Ji Yan naturally knew a lot about her 'homework', and he didn't speak, only tensed the corners of his lips and looked at Ling Xing fixedly.

Jiang Yun had long seen that the relationship between the two of them had been stiff recently, and he wanted to persuade him, but he was not able to speak because of his status as an elder.

Ling Xing opened his eyes and didn't look at Ji Yan, insisting on leaving.

Finally, Shi Shu stood up to break the deadlock in the room, and the young man stood behind Ling Xing, in a protective posture, his voice was usually gentle: "Aunt Jiang, Xingxing has a lot of homework now, let's leave first."

People say this, what else can Jiang Wan say?

With a friendly smile on her face again, she stepped forward and took Ling Xing's hand, saying that she was going to send her off.

Ling Xing had just taken two steps and was stopped by Ji Yan.

"Stars," he said, his voice in a negotiating tone, "I can't go to class tomorrow, can you come to my house on Sunday and tell me about my homework?"

As long as there are students who don't come to class, Sister Yu will send the weekend's homework to the group, and will @ the student who didn't arrive at school, which Ji Yan can't know, not to mention that there are two good brothers in the second and third classes who are inseparable from him, so it won't be Ling Xing's turn to tell him homework.

In the end, they were playmates who grew up together, remembering that the two of them used to work overtime together on weekends to catch up with their homework, and the words of refusal were swallowed back by Ling Xing when they came to their mouths.

"Okay," she said, "I'll come to you on Sunday."

Waiting for a satisfactory answer, Ji Yan was suddenly relieved, he leaned on the head of the bed and smiled softly: "I'll wait for you."

The dark clouds half cover the full moon, and the moon after the Mid-Autumn Festival is still as round as a millstone.

The brother and sister walked in the direction of home one after the other, and no one spoke, only the sound of footsteps.

Until she got home, Ling Xing collapsed in the sofa, sullenly hugging the hair ball sleeping on the sofa in her arms, she took a breath of cat gas, and threw the hair ball on the soft pillow in disgust.

Wrinkled his nose and whispered: "The silly cat has been shedding a bit a bit lately."

Probably left the soft embrace of the hair ball and couldn't sleep, it 'meowed' twice and turned around and jumped into Shi Shu's arms.

Shi Shu grabbed its fat body, looked at the stupid cat for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If you don't want to go on Sunday, I can send it to you for you."

He could always accurately grasp the source of Ling Xing's emotions.

Ling Xing shook his head: "Forget it, it's not a big deal."

What made her emotionally depressed was not Zhou Tian's homework for Ji Yan, but Su Qingluo's words before leaving, Ji Yan was injured in order to block the ball for Qiu Yilin......

So how much does his favorability for Qiu Yilin reach now?

Not to mention Qiu Yilin's task, Ji Yan's favorability for her has risen so fast, don't you really like it?

If Ji Yan likes Qiu Yilin, then Qiu Yilin's strategy task is still worried about not being completed?

Ling Xing found powerlessly that she desperately wanted to fight against the system, but if those people in Qiu Yilin's strategy really liked her, then it was useless for her to resist.

As long as she reaches enough Favor points, her luck will still be exchanged, and without her permission at all, the system will use all kinds of mental and physical torture on her in areas that cannot be explored by science, forcing her to submit to fate.

How can you resist such a thing as fate......

The difficulty coefficient of the English test paper is indeed not big for Ling Xing, she finished brushing the two test papers, and the time was just eleven o'clock.

How can a qualified high school student go to bed before the wee hours of the morning?

Ling Xing's hand with the Huanggang test paper turned around and got the mobile phone on the side.

Maybe it's because she doesn't play often, the standby life of the phone is not bad, and there is still 69% power left on the desk for two days.

This point is the active time of the classmates, and I don't know which classmate used WeChat to build a group, and the monkey pulled her in.

The group name is the 20×× second and third class of high school, the group message has shown 99+, Ling Xing clicked on it and took a look, a few idle and panicked classmates in the group are fighting pictures, and the picture is not lacking in bad fun and a little yellow hint.

After just one glance, Ling Xing clicked the back button and easily set the group message to Do Not Disturb.

Zeng Zhile sent her two messages when she was more than ten hours, sharing gossip on the playground with her.

Zeng Zhile: [Ling Xing, I heard a lot of news. 】

After five minutes, Zeng Zhile saw that she hadn't replied for a long time, and he also knew that she hadn't looked at her phone, so she simply didn't sell it.

Zeng Zhile: [In today's physical education class, Ji Yan and Liang Qingzhou played together, but somehow the ball missed and flew to Qiu Yilin, at the critical moment, Ji Yan was like a superman, jumped up diagonally and laid the ball down, and his knee was injured because of this. 】

Zeng Zhile: [Does it sound like a story of a hero saving beauty? 】

Zeng Zhile: [However, in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ball will not hit Qiu Yilin, not to mention that Su Qingluo is still blocking behind, and I don't know what Ji Yan is nervous about. 】

The last WeChat message was sent at 22:57.

Ling Xinghui: [Who knows. 】

I really don't know, Ji Yan's operation is not like Qiu Yilin, and it can't be said at all.

When she didn't hear that electronic sound, if Ji Yan had a girl she liked, it would be too late for her to be happy for him, where would it be like now, panicking Qiu Yilin to complete the task.

If she told Ji Yan that Qiu Yilin's purpose was not pure, would Ji Yan believe it?

Forget it, the soldiers will block the water and cover it, according to the exchange rate of this favor value, no matter how fast Qiu Yilin obtains it, it will take a while.

Zeng Zhile may not have looked at her phone, and after a long while, she didn't reply.

Ling Xing opened the circle of friends with his hand, first of all, the photo of the fat ball came into view, the fat cat turned its belly comfortably and let its hands be so white that it was almost transparent, it squinted its eyes slightly, its expression was enjoyable, so cute that Ling Xing wanted to run downstairs to stroke it now.

The circle of friends is rarely posted, only one photo without text, there are several mutual friends' likes below, as well as Nanxi's comments.

Nanxi: [Wow, wow, wow, my brother's cat is so cute, I miss rua it so much.] 】

It is followed by two cute memes.

Shi Shu didn't reply, and I don't know if he saw it, but there is a high probability that he won't reply if he sees it.

Ling Xing simply replied to Nan Xi directly under the circle of friends: [Come over and play on Sunday, the hair group will follow you. 】

The message was replied to within a minute, and Nanxi's WeChat was sent.

Nanxi: [Xingxing, you haven't slept yet? 】

She first asked a nonsense, and then said: [Then we can talk about it, I'll go find you on Sunday...... Play with the hairball. 】

Tsk, a proper drunkard doesn't mean to drink!

Ling Xing replied to Nan Xi with a positive answer, and clicked on the circle of friends to save this photo of Mao Tuan'er.

When she clicked on it, the circle of friends automatically refreshed again, and she saw a starry sky, and she didn't know from what angle it was photographed, vast and beautiful.

It was sent by Su Qingluo.

Ling Xing nodded like it, and just thought that he would save this photo later, when he received a WeChat video call from Su Qingluo.

Xu was the video prompt sound that disturbed her mind, and she only felt her heart beat violently twice, and then slowly stabilized.

Ling Xing subconsciously flicked the bangs in front of his forehead, straightened the collar of his pajamas, found a good angle, and clicked on the camera.

On the other side of the video, it was pitch black, and then the camera switched, and Ling Xing saw stars in the phone screen.

Very weak, but dazzling.

Ling Xing looked at him in surprise for a while before asking him, "Where are you?" ”

"On the roof," the young man's clear voice was unreservedly mixed with pleasure: "Tonight, the stars are bright......

After a moment's pause, he added, "It's also beautiful."