Nonhuman Observation Log (30)

When she saw the new student's appearance clearly, Ayaki's eyes widened in shock, and she immediately choked.

"Ahem." She grabbed the water glass on the side and drank a large amount of water anxiously to avoid the embarrassing death of choking.

Tears welled up in the corners of the girl's eyes.

how so.

Ling Xi couldn't figure it out.

——The beautiful transfer student Xia Yun mentioned was actually Yagiri? !

——Isn’t Yagiri’s identity in this plane a ghost? Why was he suddenly resurrected? !

Yagiri on the podium obviously also noticed Ayaki. The young man's eyebrows were curved and he cast a smiling glance at her.

The head teacher didn't notice Ling Xi's gaffe and introduced the new transfer student to her classmates.

"This is Yagiri-san. Yagiri-san will be in the same class as you from now on. You must get along well."

Yagiri's position had been arranged a long time ago. Ayaki's deskmate happened to transfer to another school and left a seat. The boy held his textbook and calmly sat next to Ayaki under the gaze of his classmates, acting softly. .

"Hello, monitor," he said innocently with a teasing curve of his lips, "my name is Yagiri, and I am your new deskmate."

Ayaki, whose throat hurt from choking, didn't want to talk to Yagiri.

She softened her voice and pretended that it was her first time meeting Yagiri, her tone was polite and unfamiliar.

"Hello, Yagiri-san," she paused and lowered her eyes, "My name is Meng Lingxi. I hope we will have a pleasant time getting along with you in the future."

The smile on Yagiri's face disappeared instantly, and his lips formed a straight and cold arc. He looked at Ayaki steadily, but the other party had calmly turned his head and listened to the teacher seriously.

The emotion in Yagiri's eyes was vaguely aggrieved.

He lowered his eyes and expressionlessly opened the textbook and placed it on the table. He casually placed it on a page and was distracted.

His eyes fell on Lingxi beside him from time to time, and they were so intense that they could not be ignored.

However, Lingxi pretended not to see it and listened to the whole class seriously.

After class, she and Xia Yun went to the corridor to have some fun.

Xia Yun asked curiously, "Xixi, what's it like to be your deskmate with such a beautiful transfer student?"

"I don't feel anything," Lingxi put her arms on the railing and looked far away, looking at the green not far away. Her eyelashes trembled, but there was no emotion in her tone.

"I pretended he didn't exist."

Xia Yun marveled at her friend's self-control, "As expected of you, Xixi, a learning machine without emotions."

She looked over furtively.

The transfer student just came back from the water room and seemed to have heard their chat. He looked over casually with his cold and clear eyes. His eyelashes were very long and his ivory white skin had a light and crystal texture. I wonder if he belonged to Xia Yun. Illusion, when passing by Lingxi, the other party paused, and then returned to the classroom with a cold face.

The flower of the high mountains.

Xia Yun suddenly had an evaluation of the transfer students.

Too aloof. Although the beauty is indeed stunning, such a person is also very difficult to approach.

But she probably couldn't get close to him.

Xia Yun felt that she only needed to be a conscientious handsome dog and admire the transfer students' looks.

The preparation bell rang and Ayaki returned to the classroom.

Her new deskmate had already settled back into his seat without saying a word, holding his arms and not looking at her. His eyes were blank, as if he was lost in thought.

Most of the students in the classroom focused their attention on him, amazed, obsessed, hostile...

But Yagiri didn't care and sat down a little coldly.

Ayaki took out the textbook from the drawer.

The teacher walked into the classroom, and her little finger was suddenly gently hooked.