The first thing Ling Xing did when he returned home was to hand the gift that Liang Ke had prepared to Shi Shu.

At that time, Shi Shu was busy drying the hair balls that had just finished bathing, and no matter how much the hair dryer reduced noise, it was impossible to be completely silent, and Ling Xing's voice in the humming sound was not so clear when heard.

Shi Shu didn't hear what Ling Xing said, and after he turned off the hair dryer, Ling Xing had already handed him the gift.

Out of a subconscious move, Shi Shu reached out and took the small blue box, his light blue eyes fell on the dark blue box, and a smile swelled up in his eyes.

He thought that this gift was a return gift that Ling Xing had prepared for him.

In fact, Ling Xing hadn't thought about what to prepare for Shi Shu in return.

Seeing Shi Shu accept the gift, Ling Xing secretly thought in her heart that Liang Ke's weight in her brother's heart was not ordinary.

She still remembered that when Nanxi had a novelty for her brother, the girl's mind was unobstructed, and she was full of warm joy, so she always wanted to give some gifts to express her love.

Nan Xi prepared several gifts, each time it was a small box with colorful and beautiful packaging, but Shi Shu didn't accept it at all, and he refused neatly.

Xu knew the girl's warm heart, and he never accepted the carefully prepared gift once.

In terms of affection, the two siblings are surprisingly similar, and if they don't like a person, they won't give him or her any hope.

Dragging and hanging and preparing are scum behaviors, which are the same for both men and women.

Nan Xi is not the only one who has liked Shi Shu, although Shi Shu is suffering from a strange disease, but this disease has not damaged his appearance, and he even has a morbid beauty on his body.

With fair and dazzling skin and angular facial features, the young man's beauty seems to be unattainable.

Ling Xing stared at Shi Shu for a while, she was thinking that it was obviously not okay to also give her brother ballpoint pen refills, her brother rarely writes, that is, he practices and writes, and he is also used to using a brush.

Why don't you give him an inkstone?

Will it seem that she is not attentive enough, send refills to other classmates, and know that he doesn't need a pen to write, so she will prepare an inkstone for him.

Tsk, I don't know what gift Liang Ke gave her brother?

If you know, you can also learn from it, she will also send the same style and different colors when the time comes, it is perfect.

Thinking of this, Ling Xing grabbed the squinting and napping hair ball from Shi Shu's lap, she was afraid that the hair ball would interfere with Shi Shu's action of opening the gift.

But Shi Shu was just playing with the gift box, looking at the past and not opening it, and asked Ling Xing what he wanted to eat for dinner?

Ling Xing didn't want to eat anything, she stroked the stupid cat's fat head, and pretended to ask casually, "Brother, do you want to open it and take a look?"

Shi Shu glanced at Ling Xing with a little surprise in his eyes, then lowered his eyes and landed on the gift box in his palm, he was used to not refusing Ling Xing's request, and responded in a low voice: "Okay."

Ling Xing was very upright, threw the hair ball in his arms that had just closed his eyes and was about to sleep onto the sofa, took out a utility knife from the storage box and handed it to Shi Shu.

Shi Shu looked at Ling Xing's expectant expression and implied inquiry, he had always been careful, but today he really didn't guess Ling Xing's intentions.

He couldn't help but wonder if the star wanted to see his look of surprise when he saw the gift.

It's not that difficult, but how to express the expression of surprise?

Thinking in his heart, Shi Shu's movements as soon as he opened the box were not so fast, and Ling Xing unconsciously stretched his neck on the side.

The utility knife cut through the tape, and when he opened the box, he saw the note on the top, and a line of not so good-looking handwriting came into view, stroke by stroke, and its scribbling degree was even more ugly than what the star wrote with his left hand, and he snapped the box shut, his face was slightly gloomy.

Ling Xing was shocked by Shi Shu's action, and was slightly shocked for a moment, and then went to observe Shi Shu's expression.

Very good, expressionless, indistinguishable from mood.

"Brother?" Ling Xing grabbed the tail of the hair ball and asked him tentatively, "Gift...... Don't like it? ”

What did Liang Ke give her brother?

Damn, her neck was so long just now, she didn't even look at it.

Shi Shu pursed the corners of his lips, tightened the small gift box in his hand inch by inch, the green tendons on the back of his hand that were so white that it was almost transparent were obviously abnormal, and his gaze slowly fell on Ling Xing: "Who gave it?"

Ling Xing's expression was stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously said, "Didn't I tell you just now, Liang Ke sent ...... I sent it. ”

Bite? He didn't hear that?

Hearing the name Liang Ke, Shi Shu frowned slightly, and then nodded: "I know."

The gifts have been opened, and they are categorically non-returnable.

Shi Shu put the gift box into the room, and Ling Xing was curious, but he couldn't see what was in the gift box.

After eating dinner with different thoughts, the first thing Ling Xing did when he returned to the room was to pick up his mobile phone to contact Liang Ke.

Ling Xing: [What did you give my brother?] 】

Liang Ke replied in seconds: [Your brother accepted it? 】

Liang Ke: [Then what is his reaction?] 】

Ling Xing: [Reaction]

[The main thing is that I want to learn from your gift and give my brother a copy.] 】

[Don't, don't! 】

Liang Ke sent several dynamic emojis jpg with several waving hands, probably because she felt that typing was too slow, so she directly threw a voice over.

Liang Ke: [Xingxing, the gift I gave to your brother is not suitable for you. 】

Therefore, Ling Xing continued to type expressionlessly: [What did you send to my brother? 】

Liang Ke posted a few shy emojis: [You know......]

No, Ling Xing felt that she didn't understand anything.

Although she doesn't understand that she is still a little confused, if she remembers that she and Liang Ke should be the same age, then why does Liang Ke, who is the same age, know what gift to give to her, but she only knows how to give refills?

And it is to send a lot of refills.

At this moment, Ling Xing suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Su Qingluo.

Teacher Su set the lecture time at seven o'clock, and now there are still ten minutes before seven o'clock, Ling Xing clicked on Su Qingluo's dialog box: [What are you doing? 】

Su Qingluo shouldn't have looked at his phone at this time, and Ling Xing waited for half a minute without waiting for his reply.

She exited the page where the two chatted, and casually clicked on the circle of friends that she hadn't swiped for a long time, and the top of the circle of friends showed the news posted by Ji Yan five minutes ago.

The text is: Life has always been mud and sand, flowers and thorns coexist.

The accompanying picture is a bundle of refills.

Ling Xing knew the bundle of refills, which was the gift she gave to Ji Yan today.

Before Ling Xing could take a closer look, Su Qingluo replied to her WeChat, and Ling Xing exited the circle of friends and clicked on the interface of the two chatting.

Su Qingluo: [I heard that you received a gift again today? 】

Ling Xing: [Well, Liang Ke sent it. 】

She opened it and saw that it was a pair of fluffy gloves, very warm.

Unfortunately, you can't use it when you play with your phone or when you write.

At the top of the chat page, the words "The other person is typing..." started to appear again, and it took about a minute or so.

Su Qingluo said again: [Except for her, no one else sent it? ] 】

Ling Xing instantly understood what Su Qingluo meant, her heart was the same as that of a mirror, but she didn't say it, but said: [Yes, yes, but not much. 】

didn't give Su Qingluo time to reply, she typed quickly: [It's not comparable to Luo Shen's popularity. 】

After all, the classmates rarely discuss the first snow and gifts today, and a large number of small gift boxes still appeared on Su Qingluo's desk.

Today's gifts are basically the first year of high school elementary school girls, the primary school girls are very sincere, asking is to say, they take the god of learning as a god, and want to get a little bit of a scholarly spirit from him.

Su Qingluo was silent.

After another two minutes, he sent Ling Xing a picture.

Ling Xing enlarged the picture and stared at it for a moment, her eyes widened and widened, and she didn't want to say a word in shock, so she directly threw a voice over-

[Copy the historical records? Su Qingluo, you didn't get kicked in the head by a donkey, did you? 】