The distance between the two is too close, so close that Ling Xing can touch their foreheads just by moving their foreheads a little.

It was Ji Yan, Ling Xing had never been so close to him since junior high school, she took a big step back in a little panic, and distanced herself from Su Qingluo.

Cars sped past on the wide road from time to time, but there were not many pedestrians. Occasionally, one or two would pass by them, and sometimes they would look back curiously.

For no other reason, high school uniforms are so iconic.

Su Qingluo stood up straight, his expression hidden under the shadow of the broken hair on his forehead, and his voice returned to normal: "Let's go."

"Oh." Ling Xing murmured, almost walking forward with the same hands and feet.

Su Qingluo followed behind her calmly, at this moment he knew to keep some distance from Ling Xing.

After walking a long way, Ling Xing remembered his purpose of going home with Su Qingluo this time.

You shouldn't be too concerned about Su Qingluo's attitude, the most important thing for her is to prevent Qiu Yilin from completing the task.

She slowed down, looked back at Su Qingluo, and asked suspiciously: "Do you really know everything?"

Su Qingluo was taken aback, and then the corners of her lips curled up slowly: "What do you want to know?"

The two continued walking side by side.

Ling Xing asked him: "I heard that you had good grades before?"

Su Qingluo frowned slightly, then quickly let go: "It's okay."

It's just okay for him to break the school's highest score record in a row?

Okay, Ling Xing thinks that she, like Zeng Zhile, doesn't understand the world of Xueshen at all.

Thinking about Su Qingluo's 12-point test paper, Ling Xing thought for a long time and didn't know how to tell Su Qingluo to take the test seriously tomorrow.

Judging by his temperament, he doesn't seem like a person who will listen to advice.

There was another long silence for several minutes. Seeing that the two of them were about to reach the corner of the intersection, Ling Xing knew that after passing this intersection, she and Su Qingluo would go back to their respective homes, and she would have no chance to speak tonight.

At this time, the grade question is also asked, and what should be said or not should be said.Ling Xing gritted his teeth, not daring to look at Su Qingluo: "Then tomorrow's little investigation, you..."

Can you do well in the exam?

What Ling Xing hadn't finished was interrupted by Su Qingluo, he said: "Do you like me a little bit?"

Ling Xing was so stimulated that his cute face was full of capital letters: "...what are you talking about?"

Su Qingluo suspected that she liked him?

My God, she always thought that she was narcissistic enough, she never thought that there are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

In fact, Su Qingluo's suspicion was not unreasonable, Ling Xing was basically obsessed with his grades all the way, combined with what she said today that she likes good grades...

But now that Ling Xing reacted so strongly, Su Qingluo's first reaction was not that Ling Xing became angry when his thoughts were exposed, but that he was sure that Ling Xing had no thoughts about him at all.

Gee.

Isn't it said that girls' minds mature earlier than boys?How come there is no expression of emotion?

The street lamp at the corner of the intersection has been broken for a long time, and no one is still repairing it.

Ling Xing knew that since Shi Shu came back, he would pick her up here every night.

The two of them have basically chatted to death, and this will be completely silent.

A light could be seen at the intersection, and it was only when Ling Xing and Su Qingluo got a little closer that they realized that the solitary boy was standing under the dilapidated street lamp, and the flashlight in his hand filled the boundless night with light.

Su Qingluo glanced at it from afar, the white-haired boy was too iconic, he remembered Ling Xing calling him brother at the school gate last time.

The boy brought up a topic, breaking the deadlock of silence: "Is your brother here to pick you up?"

"Well," Ling Xing nodded, and said with a chuckle: "This street lamp has been broken for a long time, and no one has repaired it. My brother is worried that I am afraid of the dark. As long as I am at home, he will come out to pick me up."

The relationship between their siblings is quite good. Although they are a combined family, the elder brother really loves her as his own sister.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shi Shu looked up, his gaze passed Ling Xing and landed on Su Qingluo.

It wasn't Ji Yan, it was the boy I met at the school gate last time...

Su Qingluo's attitude was also different from the last time's indifference and alienation. This time he followed Ling Xing and greeted Shi Shu gently and politely: "Hello, brother."

Ling Xing: "..."

Shi Shu: "..."

What brother?Who is his brother?

Ling Xing walked home with Shi Shu, and Su Qingluo walked in another direction.

On the way, Shi Shu rarely took the initiative to ask Ling Xing: "Where's Ji Yan?"

Usually Ling Xing comes back with Ji Yan.

Ling Xing was silent for a while and said: "Not together."

Shi Shu stopped asking.

At 23:46 in the evening, Ling Xing turned on the swan lamp on the bedside table, and glanced at the phone by the way.

There is only 17% battery left in the phone, it's time to charge it.

Before Ling Xing had time to find a charger, the phone in his hand vibrated several times.

Unlocking the lock was a series of WeChat messages requesting to add friends, but it was the squad leader Sun Xin who added her.

Why did Sun Xin add her WeChat?

Almost as soon as Ling Xing clicked to agree to add friends, Sun Xin sent a WeChat message.

Sun Xin: [After school tonight, you will not go home with Su Qingluo, will you? 】

Ling Xing replied to him: [It happened to be on the way. 】

The WeChat chat page displayed for a long time 'the other party is typing...', but Sun Xin never sent any more messages.

Ling Xing couldn't help wondering, is Sun Xin writing a small composition on the chat page with her?

She thought about it in the afternoon. Zeng Zhile said that she would repost a circle of friends selling study materials tonight, and asked Ling Xing to give her a like.

This is not a difficult task, Ling Xing readily agreed.

She clicked on the circle of friends, and the circle of friends automatically refreshed for a second, and Qiu Yilin's name came into view first.

During the barbecue at Ji Yan's house, when Yu Yue proposed to add Lingxing's WeChat, Qiu Yilin who was on the side also added her.

What Qiu Yilin sent was a picture of the young man's back. Looking at the angle, it seemed that it was taken behind him. The distance between the two was not far away. The young man in the photo was walking, which made the picture a little blurry.

Accompanying text: Who hasn't had a high-spirited boy in his youth?

I've known Ji Yan for so many years, but Ling Xing recognized him at a glance with only a vague back view.

She stared at the picture for two more seconds, and suddenly had a thought in her mind, "Could this picture of Qiu Yilin be seen only by her".

In order to verify, Ling Xing tapped the phone screen twice with the phalanx of his index finger, and the lower right corner showed that the screenshot had been saved to the photo album.

She first found the circle of friends posted by Zeng Zhile, clicked a like, then clicked on Zeng Zhile's profile picture, opened the dialogue between the two of them, and sent the picture she just screenshotted.

It was also the day of the barbecue. After Qiu Yilin added her WeChat, probably to cover up her little thoughts, she proposed that she also want to add Zeng Zhile's WeChat.

He also said a high-sounding reason. We are all classmates, and it will be a matter of time before we add WeChat to each other.

At this point, Zeng Zhile was indeed surfing the Internet.

She replied in seconds: [? 】

Ling Xing: [I just checked Moments and saw it. 】

A minute later, Zeng Zhile sent a 1-second voice over.

Ling Xing clicked to convert the text.

Zeng Zhile: [Fuck!I just refreshed the circle of friends, but I didn’t see the picture that Qiu Yilin sent. I thought she blocked me. I clicked on her profile picture and entered her circle of friends. It showed that the dynamics were only visible for three days. It turned out that she was just This one blocked me. 】

Just after this voice was converted into text, Zeng Zhile sent another message: 【This person's back...seems a little familiar. 】

Ling Xing typed: [I also feel a little familiar. 】

Zeng Zhile: [When you say that, I probably guess who it is. 】

Zeng Zhile: [Ji Yan, it's all right. 】

Zeng Zhile: [Oh my God, I feel like I have eaten something amazing. 】

Ling Xing chatted with Zeng Zhile for a while, and the mobile phone sounded a low battery reminder, and it was already past midnight.

It's time to go to sleep, and I have to get enough energy for a small test tomorrow.

Before going to sleep, Ling Xing sat up again after thinking about it. She clicked on Moments, swiped down twice to scroll to Qiu Yilin's post, and then liked it.

After a minute, she canceled the like again like slipping.

When Ling Xing refreshed Moments again, he really couldn't find Qiu Yilin's post.

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