Lingxi was silent for two seconds and frowned slightly.
"First, you and I are not in the same class."
"Second, do you need me to make up for your grades?"
Lingxi was a little speechless.
You know, Zhou Xingmu's grades have always been similar to his own.
The two of them basically alternate between being first and second.
And they are still competitors. In this case, what lesson can she give him?
Zhou Xingmu wanted to say something more, but saw the office door being pushed open again.
The young man looked at the two people standing in a stalemate in the corridor and pinched the hair rope between his wrists.
As an item with the spiritual power of the academic god, Yagiri used the excuse of rubbing the spiritual power of the academic god to successfully take possession of the hair rope.
Although Ayaki didn't know why he wanted a girl's hair rope, it could be that Law's hobby is rather strange and he likes to keep his hair long and braided.
"Lingxi," Yagiri ignored Zhou Xingmu and his eyes fell on the pile of materials held in Lingxi's arms.
"Do you need me to get it for you?"
"No need," Lingxi took the materials for this class meeting, which were not too heavy. "Let's go back. The class meeting will be held later."
She nodded towards Zhou Xingmu, turned around and walked towards the classroom with Yagiri.
Zhou Xingmu narrowed his eyes slightly and clicked his tongue with interest.
It seemed that he had found some fun.
Ayaki walked and talked to Yagiri.
"You did very well in the exam this time," the girl said softly, "So, have you decided which movie to go to this weekend?"
"I haven't thought about it yet," Yagiri said in a casual tone, his eyes as dark as glass without any emotion, "What did you and Zhou Xingmu talk about just now?"
He inquired quietly.
"We didn't talk about much," Lingxi said frankly, "I saw him as soon as I left the homeroom teacher's office, and we just chatted for a few words."
Yagiri looked at Ayaki steadily for a while, and then suddenly smiled when the girl gave her a confused look.
"Forget it, I was overthinking it," he said without meaning, "Anyway, he's not as good-looking as me."
"..."
There was no beginning or end to the sentence, Ling Xi pretended not to hear it with a sullen face.
It rained over the weekend.
The rain was not heavy, but the sound was gentle and quiet. The comfortable and relaxing white noise rustled past my ears, and the whole city was shrouded in a wet mist.
Ayaki held an umbrella and went out with Yagiri.
She was slightly depressed.
"Don't you have an umbrella at home?"
You know, the umbrella she brought was a single umbrella and could not hold two people at all.
"Forgot," Yagiri lowered his eyes and replied lazily, then took the umbrella from Ayaki's hand, "I'll hold it."
His fingertips accidentally brushed against her fingers holding the umbrella. Ayaki was slightly stunned. Considering the height difference between the two of them, she finally gave the umbrella to Yagiri.
"Let's go to the convenience store and buy another umbrella."
She sincerely suggested that the space under the umbrella was limited, so the two of them could only squeeze together, shoulder to shoulder. Lingxi could smell the cool fragrance of the boy, which was faint, like a long snowy day with ice frozen under the eaves. The cool breath.
"No need, trouble."
Yagiri pursed her soft lips slightly, "Besides, it won't get wet on you, so there's no need to bother."
"..." OK, anyway, the movie is a reward for Yagiri. Since he is not afraid of getting wet, so be it.
The cinema was not far away, and it took the two of them ten minutes to get there. Yagiri looked up to watch the movie that was released today, and turned to look at Ayaki.
"What do you want to see?"
Lingxi was confused, "But I am accompanying you today. Of course, I will choose what you want to see."
Yagiri was silent.
"I can do either, just choose what you like."
Ayaki blinked and tentatively pointed at the animation that had just been released.
"Otherwise, this is it."
