In the blink of an eye, it is the beginning of May, and the countdown to the college entrance examination has long since changed from three digits to two digits, and now it is getting closer and closer to single digits.

Since Qiu Yilin and the system cooperated smoothly again, Ling Xing's peaceful learning career was broken again.

But she is not as anxious and irritable as before, on the contrary, now she will tell Su Qingluo what happens every day on WeChat.

Su Qingluo didn't reply to her every one, and now Su Qingluo will only reply to her WeChat in two or three days, I heard that he joined his father's research institute, and he is currently helping to work in it, and he can also benefit a lot.

Ling Xing saw Su Qingluo's father in the video, his facial features were resolute, Xu was already middle-aged, he looked very calm, Su Qingluo's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to him.

Su Qingluo never explicitly said that Qiu Yilin and the system would be resolved.

But there is no need to say this kind of thing, and the matter of manipulating human consciousness by external forces is bound to find a solution.

Even if this person is not Su Qingluo's father, it will be someone else, it's just a matter of time.

At present, Qiu Yilin has not completed the task, but what if they complete the task? With the help of the powerful power of that system, how many people's lives will she manipulate and how many people's fates will be changed if she completes the task?

Everyone's fate has a trajectory to follow, what strategy does Qiu Yilin have? And on what basis to plunder?

The world is already unfair, but someone still needs to create it.

The power of the system is still not strong enough, and now there is no main and supporting role for Qiu Yilin to attack, and Qiu Yilin will not be able to complete the task if he can't snatch Ling Xing's luck.

They are stuck in an endless loop.

After the lunch break, Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile went back to the classroom together, and before they could make more choices, a ball flew straight towards Ling Xing's head in an incredible arc.

The boy in the distance was shouting loudly-

"Be careful, classmate—"

At the same time, Zeng Zhile also screamed and grabbed Ling Xing's arm.

Ling Xing even subconsciously reached out to block his head, but the expected pain did not come.

There was a dull grunt beside her, and someone blocked the menacing basketball for her.

Ling Xing turned his head to look at the tall boy who was blocking her side, how could the red hair on the boy's head be completely cut and familiar......

The boy hadn't turned his head yet, but his arrogant familiar voice had already shouted: "Who kicked it?" What the fuck do you know how to play? Looking for death? ”

With this domineering remark and a few locks of uncut red hair, Ling Xing instantly determined that this guy was Liang Qingzhou.

Ling Xing hadn't seen Liang Qingzhou for a while, and it was rare for Liang Qingzhou not to go to his house during this time, as if there were some conflicts between Liang Qingzhou and his brother last time.

Ling Xing didn't know what the specific contradiction was, Shi Shu would not have told her about it, and Ling Xing didn't find a chance to ask Liang Qingzhou.

The basketball smashed into Liang Qingzhou's arm, and the boy's wheat-colored skin quickly became red and swollen.

Ling Xing stared at Liang Qingzhou's arm for a while, and was a little embarrassed to speak: "I really thanked you just now."

Liang Qingzhou lowered his eyes to look at her.

He glanced at Ling Xing, then looked down at his injured arm, then looked up at Ling Xing, and then at his arm.

After repeating this two or three times, Liang Qingzhou's eyes blinked twice rapidly, and he seemed to have an idea.

He cleared his throat, and his voice was full of tsundere: "Just a word of thanks?" Nothing else. ”

Ling Xing was stunned: "Huh?"

What else? Could it be that Liang Qingzhou still wants to ask her for mental damages? It's not her turn to give it, although the basketball is aimed at her, but she is also a victim.

Zeng Zhile frowned, and said at the right time: "Classmate Liang Qingzhou, you should go to those boys who play ball to settle accounts, right?" But they kicked the ball over. ”

"If you want to remind me, can I not know?" Liang Qingzhou glanced at Zeng Zhile, and then looked at Ling Xing: "I'm also injured, can't I help bandage it?"

Ling Xing nodded happily: "Okay, I'll help you bandage."

Although there was no bleeding or broken skin, he said that if he wanted to bandage it, he would bandage it.

Liang Qingzhou looked around, then turned back to Ling Xing and said, "There are no things needed to bandage wounds here...... Well, I'll go to your house after school tonight, and you'll bandage me when the time comes. ”

Ling Xing glanced at Liang Qingzhou deeply, she knew Liang Qingzhou's true thoughts now, wasn't it just an excuse to go to her house?

The abacus beads were about to collapse in her face.

Before Ling Xing could speak, the boys playing basketball ran over, and as soon as they came over, they apologized to Liang Qingzhou, who nodded and bowed.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, we didn't expect the ball to fly so far......"

"Brother Zhou, I see that your arm seems to be injured, let's take you to the medical room to have a look......

I really didn't expect the ball to fly so far, if it wasn't for the assistance of an inexplicable force, even if the ball could fly so far, it would not have been possible to go straight to Ling Xing's face.

Of course, Ling Xing knew why.

But apart from her, even if other people think it is strange, they can't think of a reason, so they can only blame it on coincidence.

According to the anger on Liang Qingzhou's face just now, he would definitely not forgive this group of people, but since he told Ling Xing that he was going to her house to bandage, his mood had obviously improved.

He waved the group back: "What bandages?" How big is it? Be careful when you play in the future! ”

The boy hurriedly nodded and bowed, and walked away together with a basketball hook on his shoulder.

Is this a turning point?

Liang Qingzhou turned his head and met Ling Xing's eyes that seemed to be smiling, and he suddenly touched his nose with some weakness.

Ling Xing didn't have anything to say to this double-standard dog, only told him: "After school in the evening, remember to wait for me at the school gate."

Liang Qingzhou nodded, and sighed again: "Do you still want to study at night?"

The answer, of course, is yes.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, Liang Qingzhou sat in the living room of Ling Xing's house, his eyes fixed on Shi Shu, who was still painting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Shi Shu didn't look at him, his hand holding the paintbrush was very steady, and he didn't even fall on Liang Qingzhou during the whole process.

Ling Xing found the medicine box in the utility room, she sat next to Liang Qingzhou, and opened the medicine box to bandage his arm.

Unexpectedly, Liang Qingzhou was not happy, he moved his butt to distance himself from Ling Xing, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Keep a good distance between boys and girls."

Ling Xing: "......"

This thing is crazy again? Perverted, right?

She patiently explained, "Aren't you going to bandage your wounds? I'm not close to you, how can I bandage your wounds? ”

Liang Qingzhou was even more dissatisfied: "Where do you need to bandage a little bruise?" Hurry up and learn your habits, and don't go around me. ”

Ling Xing: "......"

, speechless.

This product really takes the drunkard's intention not to drink to the extreme.

Ling Xing didn't speak anymore and went upstairs with his schoolbag on his back.

At half past ten in the evening, Ling Xing went downstairs to pick up water, and just walked to the corner of the stairs, she heard Liang Qingzhou's voice-

“…… Ashur, do you like cats or dogs? ”

Shi Shu raised his head from the drawing board and glanced at him faintly: "Cat."

"Meow~" Liang Qingzhou learned to bark as a cat, and also made a paw licking motion.

Saying: "......"

Ling Xing couldn't help but reach out and stroke his goosebump-covered arm.

Shi Shu blinked his eyes twice very slowly, his thinking was different from ordinary people, and he asked again: "Like dogs?"

"Wang~"

Liang Qingzhou made a dog licking motion, and stuck out his tongue like a dog.

Saying: "......"

Shi Shu didn't speak again, stared at Liang Qingzhou with a stupid look for a while, then turned his head and continued to paint.

Ling Xing didn't go to fetch water in the end, to be honest, she was a little bit thinking about Yue now.

How did the young Liang Qingzhou do it so earthy and oily?