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Chapter 643: Look at this test paper, is it passing or failing? (16)

During morning reading, Song Zhishu paid attention to Min Xiuzhe, intentionally or unintentionally. He was lying down as before, and there was nothing different about him.

After the morning reading session ended, he leisurely got up and watched as the crowd dispersed in groups. Just as he was about to stand up, he was dazzled by a splash of floral pattern.

Song Zhishu smiled and handed over the soy milk bun in her hand. The spring sunshine peeked out and made the little girl smell sweet.

"Min, can I borrow your lunch break?"

She mustered up the courage to read aloud early this morning and finally dared to get a little closer to him.

Min Xiu saw that she was distant and indifferent, yet her bright, round eyes showed no fear, only excitement and anticipation. Suddenly, he felt that her gaze was somewhat familiar.

He quickly regained his senses, a slight smirk appearing deep within his cold eyes.

The two of them are just people from different worlds, so how could they be familiar with each other?

However, he twitched his fingers slightly and, for the first time ever, accepted Song Zhishu's breakfast.

He probably brought with him the idea that he shouldn't miss out on free benefits; as for whether or not he would actually take them, that was up to Min Xiuze himself.

Meanwhile, Song Zhishu was filled with anxiety, but she also rallied her spirits: Min Xiu had accepted her breakfast, so he would definitely accept her notes!

Right?

So, her trembling hand reached out. Min Xiu, following the circle of light, lowered his eyes, casting a shadow over them, staring at the two notebooks in the transparent plastic bag in Song Zhishu's hand, and a thin book whose cover was barely visible. There should be, probably, possibly, two more notebooks than last time?

Min Xiu didn't remember clearly that when Song Zhishu came to see him that time, he didn't pay much attention to her wording, nor did he listen to what she said.

However, thinking of the butterflies dancing under the moon last night, the serene mist, and the heart-stirring words, Min Xiu lowered his long eyelashes again, his protective barrier crumbling, making it impossible for Song Zhishu to see even a trace of his emotions.

The steaming buns were still on the steamer, their aroma making the spring day feel like summer, tender and enchanting.

Song Zhishu observed his expression discreetly. Although he did not retract his words, it was clear that Min Xiuze's attitude had changed considerably this time, even becoming quite different.

His face remained calm, and even his sharp eyebrows and eyes were veiled in a dark mist, making him appear gloomy and cold.

But those empty, weary eyes flickered subtly.

Perhaps he was still unusually dazed, still confused about what Song Zhishu had said last night.

What can knowledge bring him?

He had been mocking himself for who knows how long.

He endured too much hardship and stumbled into too many dark alleys before he developed his own ideas and weapons.

Song Zhishu's rhetoric could be taken as mere fleeting clouds and scorching heatwaves. Though they were breathtaking, they were ultimately just a mirage, a grand dream.

But the night was so hazy, the lofty blue sky was surrounded by soft, bright white light, and the light shone on her delicate eyebrows and eyes, so there was no more desolation of spring and autumn.

she says

"I want him to break his bones in sorrow, to be pitied by the heavens, to have a soul of his own, and to embrace his beloved."

Min Xiu would have scoffed at those words alone. But now, he simply stared at them indifferently, waiting it out, without offering any mockery.

Not long after Song Zhishu and the others arrived, they heard him ask...

I have a question.

The boy's voice was hoarse and deep, lacking any clarity, yet it inexplicably made Song Zhishu blush.

She composed herself as if facing a formidable enemy, and nodded earnestly: "Ask away!"

"How do you plan to spend your raise?"

His face was expressionless, and his words were icy.

Song Zhishu had thought of countless questions in just a few seconds, but she never expected that just these eight words would freeze her eyes for a moment.

Before she could even think about it, she blurted out, "Buy skincare products and a dress!"

Ruined

Song Zhishu realized almost immediately that she should say something noble and selfless in response to what she had said last night!

However, she never liked to lie like that. For her, she really did want to do those things for Min Xiuze, and she really did want to use her salary to buy skincare products and dresses.

Just as she was about to speak to embellish what she had just said, Min Xiuze subtly tugged at his lips and reached out to take her notebook again.

Song Zhishu's words were stuck in her throat, difficult to swallow. Her eyes were wide open as she watched Min Xiuzhe throw her study guide into the table drawer and start eating the breakfast she had given her.

She calmed down, and even her tone became cheerful, but she said cautiously, "Min, if you don't want to study now, or if you don't want to study in the middle, don't throw them away. Can you give them back to me? I'll keep them until you want to continue studying, then I'll give them back to you."

“These are what I’ve always made for you, your support for your thirst for knowledge.” He didn’t reply, but the slight pause in his fingers proved that he had taken it to heart.

Song Zhishu couldn't hide her joy and started chattering: "Then, then you look at Chinese and math first, and I'll write the rest for you quickly! Go for it! You can do it! I believe in you! Go go go!!"

Afraid that the students who returned early would see this scene, Song Zhishu immediately left, still trying to persuade Min Xiuzhe to keep going before she left, saying "Go! Go! Go!"

As her skipping figure receded into the distance, Min Xiu put down his soy milk, reached for a notebook, and casually flipped to the first page.

No words were written; it was written in standard pinyin.

He had no expression, but his eyes grew increasingly deep and focused.

The fact that he went straight to high school was a trivial matter to find out; he hadn't intended to hide it, and his attendance at high school was solely for Xiao Lewei. Accepting these two miscellaneous books, even if it stirred a slight emotion within him, was not worthwhile. His primary concern was avoiding further bother from that person, and also Xiao Lewei's words about "resigning."

He understood Xiao Lewei's personality and aspirations. Although he didn't fully comprehend them, he knew that being a teacher and nurturing talent was Xiao Lewei's greatest joy.

She genuinely loves this profession.

Even if Min Xiu had the desire to learn, reality could easily crush him. He knew his own limitations; what good would it do to accept it? He could just throw it away. Let that impulsive... what was her name again... Song Zhishu? Right? Let her have a good laugh and then she'd forget about it.

But the heavy notebook, the meticulous handwriting, and the encouraging words before he left all made him, who was originally confident of victory, feel uneasy.

He kicked the wall next to him with a loud thud, startling the two boys who had just entered the room and were playing around. They dared not go outside to play.

Min Xiu can be thrown into the trash can without any burden.

He stared for a long time, then suddenly threw it into the drawer. He exhaled a breath of stale air.

Out of sight, out of mind; if you don't throw it away, it'll just rot inside.

[Ding! Target's affection level increased by 3, current affection level is 5]

Song Zhishu hummed a little tune as she walked into the office and started eating breakfast. Xu Hongxing watched with envy, and since Song Zhishu was in a good mood, she shared a steamed bun with her.

To be honest, she's a seasoned veteran, how could she not see through Min Xiuzhe's thoughts?