Wen Zhigu hated his tone. She looked at him with hatred: "Do you think you are still my tutor? Do I have to listen to whatever you say?"
"Childish." Ji Xubai frowned and scolded her in a deep voice. He clearly told her not to be emotional about this matter, but she just wanted to be emotional.
"It doesn't matter if I'm childish or not. Do I have to do whatever you ask me to do? Aren't you childish?" Wen smiled angrily and wanted to turn around and leave, but he remembered something and gritted his teeth, not wanting to speak. What to tell him, she had no choice but to squat down next to him and pick up the thing she just dropped on him.
Ji Xubai lowered his head to meet her, and couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth. He slowly squatted down and helped her pick up things. As he picked them up, he whispered: "You know the past, go back and think about it."
"I wouldn't think so."
"Then let me help you think about it. If you become a military advisor in the future, I will have fewer opportunities to annoy you. Otherwise, like now, you will be annoyed by me every day."
"Are you bothered or not?" Wen Zhiyu suddenly raised his head, but his lips suddenly touched Ji Xubai's chin.
Both of them were slightly stunned.
Ji Xubai's hand pressed the book in his hand very hard. He was afraid that he would have to kiss her.
He hadn't forgotten how much he loved kissing her.
But he also reminded himself that he couldn't do this.
She will be afraid.
He just held her hand and she was so scared that she almost cried.
Ji Xubai remained motionless, staring into her eyes.
After only a brief moment of silence, Wen Zhigu pushed him away violently, and fell to the ground himself.
Ji Xubai lowered his eyes and glanced at her, curled his lips, but said nothing. He stretched out his hand to help her up, but Wen Zhigu pushed his hand away and got up hummingly.
Ji Xubai had no choice but to lower his head and continue to pick up all the things on the ground into her book bag. Then he stood up and returned the things to her, "I know..."
"Shut up." Wen Zhigu took the things and turned around to leave.
"See you tomorrow."
Wen Zhigu was walking on the road and felt a headache when he heard the words coming from behind him.
…
When Wen Zhigu took out the contents of his book bag at night and sorted it out, he found that there was an extra package of things in the book bag...
I opened it and saw that it was a thick book. When I opened it, it was filled with densely marked notes. It was... for Wen Jian.
Wen Zhigu flipped through a few pages and read it. If nothing else, at least this thick book would take at least a year and a half to complete...
It records all the key knowledge of the Northern Kingdom in detail. At the same time, considering that Wen Jian is still young, the annotations used are simple and easy to understand.
And every handwriting on this book is the handwriting of someone she is familiar with...Ji Xubai.
He probably... started writing this book one after another when he was in Beige...
Wen Zhigu held this thick book and was speechless for a long time.
It's very uncomfortable and depressing.
And nowhere to vent.
She looked at Wen Jian sitting at the desk with his head down while practicing calligraphy. After struggling for a long time, she finally said, "Xiao Jian, come here."
Wen Jian put down his pen as he was told and walked over.
Wen Zhigu gave the book to Wen Jian, "Take this, and read more when you have time. It will be helpful to you."
Wen Jian was stunned for a moment, stretched out her little hand to flip through a few pages, looked at the words in it with surprise and envy, and asked cautiously: "Mother, who wrote this?"