Nonhuman Observation Log (32)

While the teacher was writing on the screen, Ayaki took the time to glance aside and found that Yagiri was thinking silently, and the young man's fingertips were tapping on the table irregularly, but he did not make any sound, quietly.

She looked away and returned her attention to the textbook in front of her.

After the morning class, Xia Yun came over and invited Ling Xi to have lunch with her in the cafeteria. She still had some knowledge points that she didn't understand. She was looking at the after-class exercises attentively. The draft paper was full of data, so she had to refuse Xia Yun.

Lingxi combined the examples and fell into thinking.

"Ayaki." Yagiri's voice brought her thoughts back.

Ayaki raised her head and asked Yagiri with her eyes without saying a word.

"Can we talk?"

Lingxi nodded and agreed.

There are still a few classmates left in the classroom. Ayaki and Yagiri's class is an experimental class. The students who can come in are all top students who love learning, so naturally they will not let go of the time at noon when they can take papers.

Lingxi walked out quietly without attracting anyone else's attention.

On the other hand, Yagiri was following her. In just one morning, the news that a beautiful transfer student had arrived in Class A had already spread throughout the grade. Everyone has a love for beauty, so the transfer student received a lot of attention as soon as he left. .

He stood obediently behind Lingxi and walked up to the rooftop at a distance not too far or too close.

There was no one on the rooftop. The girl opened the door, stopped, turned around and looked at Yagiri, nonchalantly, "Tell me, what do you want to say?"

"Xi Xi," Yagiri admitted her mistake honestly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hidden it from you."

Yagiri's cooperative attitude was beyond Ayaki's expectations.

"How did you..." She glanced at the real young man in front of her, her eyes passing over the light shadow trailing behind him, her white fingertips paused in the air, and she couldn't help but poke the young man's shoulder.

What is left unfinished speaks for itself.

Yagiri explained, "The Ying family sacrificed me to protect the family's prosperity for thousands of years. My bones have been pressed under the altar and have not rotted. Therefore, I can return to the world after I escape, but the steps are very troublesome."

Mainly because Yagiri couldn't think of any reason why he needed to be resurrected.

Ling Xi pinched the corner of his sleeve and examined it curiously. The boy saw her movement but did not stop him. Instead, he slowly grabbed her fingers and placed them on the thin white wrist bones.

"Xixi, if you want to confirm whether I am alive or not, it would be more convincing to touch it yourself."

Ling Xi coughed and immediately withdrew her hand.

Even though she said that, it really seemed like she was taking advantage of him.

The skin under her fingertips had a lower body temperature than normal people, and felt slightly cool and delicate. She touched it carefully, raised her head and asked, "Will the process of returning Yang be painful?"

The girl's eyes showed real concern for him. .

Yagiri paused, lowered his long eyelashes, and told a little lie that had nothing to do with the overall situation.

"No, I don't feel anything."

In fact, he lied to Lingxi.

How could he return from the world of the dead without paying any price? The process was extremely thrilling, and he might fail if he was not careful. But fortunately, Yagiri persisted.

However, it took a long time, a full week.

"Don't lie to me next time," Lingxi said with a sullen face and a serious tone, "We are friends. If something happens to you, I will be sad."

Yagiri responded.

"I won't hide it from you next time."