Su Yifeng glanced at her lightly, and replied without thinking about it: "Of course it's liberal arts, you must choose liberal arts." ”

"Oh." The pen in Lin Xiyue's hand poked at his arm, "Then let's say in advance, you can't come to study liberal arts for me, you are better at science, you must choose science." ”

She thought that Su Yifeng would hold on a little longer, but he didn't, but nodded obediently: "Okay, you can do whatever you say." ”

However, Lin Xiyue thought to himself affectionately in his heart, he must have perfunctory himself on the surface and secretly chose science.

Hmph, don't think she doesn't know!

So, after going to bed that night, she secretly got up from bed in the middle of the night and sneaked into Su Yifeng's room.

The room was dark, Su Yifeng had already slept, and only a faint moonlight spilled on the ground from the gap in the curtains.

Lin Xiyue didn't wear slippers, tiptoed to the desk, and just wanted to rummage through Su Yifeng's schoolbag to find the arts and sciences class, but found that the form was placed on the desk.

In the faint light, she could see clearly that there were two words written on it, "Science".

For a while, I couldn't tell what it was like, I was relieved, and I was a little unhappy.

She also felt that she was very inexplicable, obviously hoping that he would study science, but he didn't mean to follow her to study literature, and she felt uncomfortable.

Alas, no wonder people often say that a woman's heart is a needle. Even she herself can't understand herself.

After seeing what she wanted to see, Lin Xiyue tiptoed in the dark and walked towards the door.

At the moment when she closed the door, Su Yifeng, who had been lying motionless on the bed, slowly opened her eyes......

Lin Xiyue returned to the room, leaned on the head of the bed, took the form that was still empty, and wrote the word "science".

Every time in the past, it was he who made sacrifices for her, and this time she wanted to do something for him.

…………

The next morning, the class was very lively, everyone had already filled out the arts and sciences class schedule, and they were all discussing this matter one after another.

However, Ling Xingyu's form was still empty, because she wanted to sneak a peek at what Mu Luo had chosen.

In fact, she is quite entangled, although her grades are not good, but relatively speaking, the liberal arts will be a little better than the science. And Mu Luo, like Su Yifeng's group of boys, is stronger in science.

But in the end, she decided to give up everything for love and follow him.

As if she didn't notice her gaze, Mu Luo generously placed the form on the table, and she could read every word on it clearly.

Ling Xingyu's eyes widened suddenly: What, Mu Luo actually chose liberal arts?

Although she didn't know why he chose this way, the only thing she could do was follow in his footsteps.

Therefore, she also wrote the word "liberal arts" on the form quickly.

As she lowered her head to write, Mu Luo glanced in her direction as if nonchalantly.

After seeing her write "liberal arts", the corners of her mouth curled up with a vague arc.

After Su Yifeng put away the forms for the arts and sciences sub-subjects, he went downstairs to the office to find Gu Qi.

As he reached the corner of the stairs, he suddenly stopped and found his own from the stack of forms in his hand.

He took out a black pen from the pocket of his school uniform, put the stack of forms on the wall, put his own in the first one, and changed the word "science" originally written on it to "liberal arts" on the wall.