As we all know, Xia Siyu dropped out of school in his sophomore year, and he didn't even do a PPT. For many years after dropping out of school, she hardly used a computer except for using Weibo to check who scolded her. Now that I have a mobile phone, I don't play much on the PC side.

Faced with a huge number of search entries, she was a bit of a circle.

She didn't know how to search, what books to search, and then how to read them.

I tried to get into the system, but she didn't know what books to search, and even if she could, she was a little at a loss.

Bo Yan quickly checked the entries he wanted to see, he brought a notebook and wrote them down with a pen. Looking back and seeing that Xia Siyu was still looking at the computer with a confused face, he sighed, walked over by himself, walked around behind her, put his head lightly against her ear, and put one hand on her hand holding the mouse, helping her retrieve: "Here." ”

At this point, he just pressed his chest against her back, lowered his head, held her hand with one hand to help her control the mouse, and the other slender, bony hand jumped on the keyboard.

Xia Siyu has been intimate with him too many times, and now kissing and doing things will no longer make her feel embarrassed and nervous. But on the contrary, it is this grandiose proximity of the public area that gives her a kind of closeness beyond awkwardness.

This is the archive, there is no one else around, but it is also a public area.

She tilted her head slightly, Bo Yan's eyes were focused, this dog man was still more reliable when he was not bothering her, and when he was doing things seriously. Sure enough, he quickly retrieved the item and said softly, "Okay." ”

Xia Siyu nodded, glanced at it, and tried to remember it with his brain. Bo Yan asked her, "Did you bring a pen?"

Xia Siyu shook his head as a matter of course: "I have a brain, I have a memory!"

Bo Yan sighed, wrote it down for her, and tore the one to her: "This." ”

Xia Siyu took the entry, but he still felt as if he was laughing at his IQ, and he kicked his shoes to the bookshelf a little unpleasantly.

Archives look for books, similar to libraries. She took the entry, first found the big category, and then searched by letter by row of bookshelves. She finally found the book she was looking for, and when she looked up, it was on the top floor.

Xia Siyu stood on tiptoe. It's a pity that she came here today to read a book, and she didn't wear high heels. The height of 168 is not enough for the first time, and it would be nice if I was a few centimeters taller, and I couldn't touch the page on tiptoe. Unfortunately, there are no stools or footrests around, and it is difficult to get the highest level of books due to her height.

She hesitated, but she couldn't do it, so she took off her shoes and stepped on the partition on the first floor.

It happened that Bo Yan had already found all the books he was looking for, and when he turned back, he saw Xia Siyu standing on tiptoe, trying to find books.

Bo Yan didn't need any hesitation, and came up directly: "I'll help you get it." ”

Xia Siyu glanced back at him and did not object.

Bo Yan put his book aside, walked behind her, and helped her find the book. He was behind him, she was in front, and Bo Yan's tall figure held her all in his arms.

Although he didn't hug. But he was attached to her back, his arms raised, and almost encircled her. She had a bookshelf in front of her, and he in the back. He obscured the light diagonally behind him, as if all of her was shrouded in him.

The man's voice was low, mellow, like a glass of wine: "Is this it?"

As soon as she turned her head, she happened to meet Bo Yan's eyes.