62. No time VS encounter
Ling Xing's mood was not affected by Ji Yan in any way.
She sat at her desk and brushed up on the questions for a whole afternoon, during which she took a photo directly on WeChat and sent it to Su Qingluo if she didn't know it.
Su Qingluo didn't reply until about three o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't start replying.
He answered the answers to each question very carefully, and some of the questions deliberately added a few more steps in the way of Ling Xing's solution.
The two didn't chat during the whole process, just took pictures and sent questions to the past, and the other sent answers to the answers.
It wasn't until around six o'clock in the afternoon that Shi Shu knocked on the door and asked Ling Xing to go downstairs to eat.
Ling Xing put away the test paper at this time, sent Su Qingluo a 'eat' emoji, and prepared to go downstairs.
The WeChat page at the top of the phone kept saying 'The other party is typing...', Ling Xing didn't plan to take the phone down, so he simply waited for a while to see what Su Qingluo was editing.
She has also seen Su Qingluo's typing speed, which is definitely much faster than her typing speed, and after waiting for about two minutes, the interface beats from time to time, 'The other party is typing...'.
Could it be that Su Qingluo is writing a small composition?
Ling Xing felt that this was unlikely, and it was also possible that Su Qingluo had used the chat page with her as a sticky note and was recording some things.
After all, she had done this a lot before.
I thought so in my heart, but Ling Xing was still very honest and went downstairs with his mobile phone.
She just wanted to know what message Su Qingluo could send her in the end?
While faintly looking forward to it, Ling Xing was also a little scared in her heart, she was afraid that Su Qingluo would soon come back a second time after she didn't get a response from her first confession.
Downstairs, Shi Shu was holding the hair ball on the dining table to feed, he would specially prepare a copy for the hair ball every time he cooked, and his patience made Ling Xing have to admire.
The hair ball is the kind of character that opens a dye shop when it gives a little color, which will make it like a disobedient bear child, no matter how it is fed, it just squints its eyes and does not open its mouth.
But if Shi Shu's hand holding the food was removed, it would start meowing.
After doing this several times, Ling Xing really couldn't stand it, and stretched out his hand to take the stupid cat over: "Brother, you feed me the fat ball."
Shi Shu nodded, holding the hair ball and handing it to Ling Xing's arms.
The hairy ball meowed, and its two paws kept tugging at Shishu's clothes, and the frightened little expression seemed to say, 'I don't want to pass, I don't want to pass'.
If you don't want to come, you have to come over, Ling Xing pinched its neck with one hand, pushed the cat plate in front of its fat head with the other hand, and only said one word: "Eat."
The fat group was still meowing, turning his head to look at Shi Shu, as if he was asking for help.
Shi Shu didn't look at it, picked up the spoon and drank the porridge slowly.
Seeing that it was hopeless to ask for help, Mao Tuan was coquettish to Ling Xing again, it struggled and jumped into Ling Xing's arms, and its big fat head rubbed against Ling Xing's chest, looking like it was trying to please him.
Ling Xingcai was not used to him, reached out and grabbed its neck, pressed its fat head in front of the cat's plate, and repeated: "Eat!"
Mao Tuan looked left and right at the two masters, and no longer struggled senselessly, and ate obediently.
Saying: "......"
Could it be that this is the legendary man who is good at being ...... Cat bullying?
As soon as the hair group here started eating, the prompt sound of the WeChat message on the mobile phone over there rang.
Ling Xing picked up his phone in a hurry, and when he saw the message on the WeChat page, he felt a little disappointed in his heart.
The WeChat message was sent by Zeng Zhile, Zeng Zhile, this guy seems to love to build a group, no, a new group chat has been created.
The group has not yet been named, and only the WeChat names of three people are displayed on it, namely her, Zeng Zhile and Xia Nianchu.
Ling Xing clicked in and took a curious look, in addition to Xia Nianchu, there were also Lu Qianmo, Pei Yan, and Sun Xin.
At this time, Zeng Zhile sent a message in the group and Aite Lingxing.
Zeng Zhile: [@ĺć, Xing, do you have any arrangements for tomorrow? ă
Ling Xing put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up his mobile phone and replied: [No. ă
Xia Nianchu then said: [Then let's go play together? ă
Lu Qianmo: [......]
Lu Qianmo: [@ĺ¤ĺżľĺ, have you finished your homework? ă
Xia Nianchu: [Chat, just chat, Momo, don't prick my heart. ă
Sun Xin: [What's the situation?] How am I in the group? ă
Zeng Zhile: [@ĺ俥, I pulled you. ă
Sun Xin sent a big emoji that scratched his head and laughed: [You are so good! ă
Xia Nianchu: [Yo yo yo, warm reminder upstairs squad leader, this is a WeChat group chat, not a no-man's land. ă
Before Sun Xin could reply, Zeng Zhile sent another one: [Actually, I heard that a new escape room has opened in the playground, and we want to make an appointment to play together tomorrow. ă
Xia Nianchu: [I'll go!] ă
Lu Qianmo: [...... I'll go too! ă
Sun Xin: [Then take me with you? ă
Zeng Zhile: [@ĺ俥, it must be, otherwise why pull you into the group? ă
Sun Xin sent a big emoji with a grinning smile.
Zeng Zhile: [@ĺć, big star, don't say you're not available. ă
Zeng Zhile: [@裴čĄ, aren't you afraid of drowning after diving for so long? ă
Pei Yan: [......]
Zeng Zhile: [Manly husband simply order, do you want to say a word? ] ă
Pei Yan: [I see if I have time to arrange it. ă
Zeng Zhile: [True Ink]
Pei Yan made a dog-headed expression.
Zeng Zhile didn't bird him, but asked Sun Xin: [Do you have a WeChat of Luoshen? If so, pull him into our group as well. ă
Sun Xin: [I remember that there seems to be one, wait for me to look for it.] ă
The group was quiet for a while, and when Mao Tuan saw that Ling Xing only looked at his phone and didn't notice it, he casually grabbed something from the cat's tray and quickly ran away under the table.
Ling Xing didn't bother to catch it, she typed on the screen of her mobile phone: [Write more homework today, you should be free.] ă
After replying to the message in the group, Su Qingluo's message over there was also sent.
Ling Xing had obviously watched him edit for so long, but only one sentence from him was displayed on the screen: "Eat well. ă
Ling Xing stared at those four words for a long time, that's it?
Just four words can make him edit for nearly ten minutes?
Absolutely.
The group was still dancing with news, Ling Xing clicked on it and looked at it, Sun Xin was talking to Zeng Zhile how to play the escape room.
Zeng Zhile and Xia Nianchu have never played escape rooms, and Ling Xing has at least been to a haunted house, like Lu Qianmo, who is timid, and has never even dared to go to a haunted house since he was a child.
Sun Xin was speechless: [You mean to let me, a king, take you a group of bronzes? ă
At the top of the mobile phone interface, another WeChat message popped up, showing that the name was sent by Su Qingluo.
Ling Xing clicked on it to see, Su Qingluo sent a screenshot of the picture this time.
It was Sun Xin's message to Su Qingluo, as if he was asking him if he wanted to play together tomorrow?
In the last line, Sun Xin mentioned her name, which probably meant that she would go with her.
Su Qingluo asked: [Are you going?] ă
Ling Xing hadn't thought about it yet, but he didn't seem to have anything to think about.
She replied: "Go and see.] ă
The phone page is back to 'The other party is typing...'
After a long while, Su Qingluo only sent two words: [Together]
(End of chapter)