There are too many classes recently, and Lu Xiaobei is not very energetic. She turned her pen and looked out the window. After hearing useful points, she marked the back of the topic.
It has been almost three years, and the teacher of the senior year has been too lazy to ask Lu Xiaobei to answer questions. Lu Xiaobei seems to be wandering, but in fact, she is never sloppy in what she should do. Every time I ask a question that I think will stumped her, I will be slapped in the face.
The color of the tiles on the school railings has become dull, and there is a sparrow chirping on it, and a little further away from the classroom is a little girl who is poking her head.
The little girl who probes the brain
Why is Xiaoya here? Lu Xiaobei stopped his hand turning the pen and put the pen directly on the table, subconsciously wanting to stand up, only to realize that he is in class now. Lu Xiaobei glanced at the classroom, and met the girl at the next table who secretly looked over...
"Hey." Lu Xiaobei sighed inwardly, not listening to such a passage would have little effect on her, but when she made a move, many people didn't bother to put it in the class, which was not good.
Seeing that their get out of class was still early, Xiaoya made a gesture to Lu Xiaobei and pointed to the library behind the teaching building.
Lu Xiaobei nodded at her, and Xiaoya jumped away.
…
"Ah—" Lu Xiaobei's finger suddenly pointed to Xiaoya's workbook, and he lengthened, "This question is wrong."
After the winter camp, Xiaoya's grades did not improve by leaps and bounds, but Lu Xiaobei developed an excellent study habit.
Xiaoya drew out the place that Lu Xiaobei pointed, and closed the workbook: "Are you here?"
Lu Xiaobei: "You're serious. I've been watching you for a while."
Xiaoya: "In the library, it's more peaceful than at home."
Lu Xiaobei: "Then why don't you go home after studying in the library?"
Xiaoya thought about it for a while, and said the truth: "it's hard to persevere."
Xiaoya put her hand on the table, Lu Xiaobei took her hand, looked into her eyes, and said, "Then why don't you wait here for me every day after school?"
Lu Xiaobei's eyes drooped slightly, his thick eyelashes were like butterflies flapping their wings, "When I was young, I always hoped that someone would wait for me after school."
Xiaoya blushed a little for some reason and said, "I'll wait for you."
Lu Xiaobei said: "In return, I'll take you home every day." She already knew Xiaoya's character, and added, "I just don't have time to exercise, so I can take you for a walk."
Xiaoya really didn't bother about this issue anymore, but asked, "Captain, what happened to the post yesterday..."
Lu Xiaobei: "I asked the Lord to delete it."
Xiaoya observed her expression, and she was relieved to see that she was not particularly angry.
Lu Xiaobei: "Why, very disappointed?"
Xiaoya: "No."
Lu Xiaobei took Xiaoya's phone, unlocked the home screen with his thumb, and turned to the photo.
Xiaoya wanted to grab the phone, "Hey! This is mine!"
Lu Xiaobei was a little taller than her, so he held up the phone, "I said I'll send it to you, but you don't want it."
"Ah, ah, let's see, you have saved a lot of my photos. It seems that you don't usually browse that post less." Lu Xiaobei kept holding high and flipped through it directly.
Xiaoya hangs on Lu Xiaobei's neck, her mouth drooping down in grievance.
Lu Xiaobei hooked her chin, "Aren't you happy?"
Xiaoya: "No."
Lu Xiaobei: "What are you thinking about?"
Xiaoya wanted to talk about the phone, but also thought that Lu Xiaobei didn't want her to know, so she didn't say it in the end.
Lu Xiaobei: "It's getting late, pack up and go back."
…
In the evening, Xiaoya was lying on the bed after washing up, and there was an unread message on her phone.
Lu Xiaobei: The photo I just took.