They are still close to me today despite their negative feelings

—Then we spent almost an hour cleaning up the things that had fallen from her house.

During that time, I ordered a bowl of millet porridge for delivery, so that Ning Ruoxin could have a warm meal in time.

……

"I'm really sorry."

Ning Ruoxin closed the door and rested in the bedroom, while Wu Yuehua, the senior student sitting in the living room, looked somewhat embarrassed.

"I came here to help, but I've troubled you instead."

Although he may be unreliable in some ways, the president has very upright values ​​in his conduct and dealings with others.

It's okay, it's my fault for not kicking you out in the first place.

it's all my fault.

My eyes were lifeless.

"..."

"........."

Although President Wu Yuehua and I are neighbors, we're not actually very close. So after apologizing to each other, all that remained was silence.

"What happened last time was..."

"It's been resolved? That's great."

Even with that troublesome topic from before, all they could do was offer dry, meaningless remarks.

I sensed that President Wu Yuehua was somewhat uneasy.

at last.

"If nothing else—"

I pricked up my ears expectantly.

"Why don't you take out your homework and do it? I'll go get mine too."

I lowered my ears in disappointment. Tsk, they wouldn't droop.

"I'm so sorry to trouble you so much, senior. Why don't you go back first?"

I've always been a go-with-the-flow kind of person, but now I really can't help but want to kick people out.

"No trouble at all. Since I promised Junior Ning Ruoxin, I will stay here and take care of you all today."

Wu Yuehua said with a smile, seemingly very proud of and steadfast in her principles.

I hate Ning Ruoxin and myself for opening the door.

soon.

She then came over with a rather thick stack of reference books.

Because there was only one desk, Wu Yuehua declined my offer to sit down, sat upright in front of the sofa, and quickly got into study mode.

I don't resist learning; in fact, I'm excited about being able to learn high school material after I transmigrated—but the atmosphere of having someone else learning behind me makes me uneasy.

I opened my backpack, rummaged around for a while, and finally pulled out a book.

"The moonlight tonight is like last night"

It seems that An Yu forced this book into his schoolbag, and he had forgotten about it while it was in his bag.

I flipped through it casually.

Well, I'm bored anyway, so I might as well watch something to kill some time.

With that in mind, I turned to the first page of the book.

……

I rely on.

No, Ye Chang'an, this can't be hidden any longer!!

Jiang Weixu is still waiting for you! How could you go to a coffee shop alone?! No way! That blind old lady with the child doesn't look like a good person at all!

Ah, the old lady is a good person. Thank goodness—wait, why is that kid pulling out a gun?!

Wait! The store manager is Jiang Weixu in disguise?! What?! The real Ye Chang'an is actually disguised as a blind old lady?!

What's going on with this coffee shop?!

Seeing that the male and female protagonists had temporarily blew up the shop and escaped danger, I breathed a sigh of relief and stretched.

This is so good! Anyone who hasn't read this book is destined for an imperfect life.

I wiped away non-existent tears.

The Cowherd almost believed in love. "The moonlight tonight is just like last night's," great!

"Junior, what are you planning to do for lunch...? Are you studying?"

I was so engrossed in reading that I didn't even realize Wu Yuehua was standing behind me.

Seeing that I was not doing my job properly, she frowned and began to lecture me.

"Although you've only been in school for a year, you'll be a senior in the second year of high school after this summer vacation."

"At that time, you will have younger students who will ask you for advice, and at the same time, you will face more exam pressure and life choices. You will not be able to set a good example in this way."

"Even if it's just for your own sake, shouldn't you be more responsible at this time..."

Lady Shiki Eiki, please stop reading. I can almost see Komachi on the other side.

I let my mind go blank, letting these words slip by like the passing years.

"...So, do you understand? I think there are no idle or useless books in the world, but it also depends on the occasion and situation."

"I'll take this book for now and give it to you when I get back this afternoon."

As Wu Yuehua said this, she reached out and took the books from my desk.

"Eh?"

She saw the cover and the title, and her resolve visibly wavered.

"You, you're reading this book."

Senior Wu Yuehua flipped through the pages of her book while stealing a few glances at me.

Do you think it looks good?

she asked, frowning.

"That's absolutely gorgeous!"

Well, I think everyone has experienced this: having just finished watching a very exciting work and then being eager to discuss and share it with someone, right?

"Is it really that good-looking?" Senior Wu Yuehua seemed both curious and shy.

"Actually, at first I thought it was a piece of junk. After all, look at the title, there's absolutely no desire to open it! I can only say that the author must be terrible at naming things, and the names of the characters are all cut out for the sake of brevity."

Senior Wu Yuehua had a smile on her face, but for some reason, she seemed to have a murderous intent about her.

"...Their behavior logic is also inconsistent, and I can't even remember some of the characters. The protagonist is sometimes smart and sometimes stupid, which is quite disjointed!"

Senior Wu Yuehua nodded with a smile, but her grip on the book seemed to tighten.

"But the monologue at the end is absolutely brilliant! It immediately makes it clear that many of the protagonist's statements and actions are just him pretending to be stupid! It's so touching that this sense of contrast in character development is maintained."

"The summary in the first half and the development in the second half exploded instantly because of the protagonist's several true inner thoughts. The anticipation and the sense of satisfaction were at their peak. This kind of pseudo-monologue that even deceives the reader is so appealing."

Seeing my senior gradually loosen her grip and relax her expression, I silently wiped away the cold sweat from my brow.

Very risky.

—I'm not sure if she or her relatives wrote this book, but judging from this reaction, I'm not an idiot.

I plan to keep this secret, which is too difficult to ask about, to myself for the rest of my life.

"...You seem to know a lot."

Wait a minute.

"Actually, I have a junior from my school who has recently been studying how to write novels."

Autumn beans, burlap sacks, Alimas!

"There's a topic she hasn't explored much... You helped save Grandma last time, right? I feel like you might know a lot about this kind of thing."

Evil spirits, begone!

"Could you add her alternate account and communicate with her?"

I twitched the corner of my mouth.

[Next chapter preview: She bowed slightly to me, as if saying goodbye to a stranger, polite and courteous.]

"Don't mess with me, I'm just a regular high school student."

"Brother Ning said he'd beat you up for a week straight, and I won't be able to explain myself if he beats you up even a day less!"

"Awesome, you've graduated."

Sigh, I really want to find a part-time job.

Chapter Thirty-Six: I'm Too Soft-Hearted

"Why are you up?"

While sitting on the sofa answering the "senior's junior" question, I glanced at Ning Ruoxin, who came out of the bedroom in her pajamas.

"Hmm. Where's the senior?"

"She went back; she had plans to discuss the debate topic with her club friends that evening."

Did you properly thank them?

"Don't worry, I still have basic manners."

"Ah."

Ning Ruoxin stopped asking questions and walked towards the kitchen.

"Is there anything you need? I've got it for you."

"No thanks."

Ning Ruoxin's tone was more polite than before—but also more distant.

I stopped clinging to it.

She poured herself a glass of hot water and then went to her room.

"Um, are you able to take care of yourself tonight?"

My words made Ning Ruoxin stop in her tracks.

She turned her head and just looked at me, her face expressionless.

"...Someone has arranged something for me, so I might have to go out."

Even I felt a little guilty leaving my sick sister home alone.

After I forced myself to say those words, the room became so quiet that I could even hear Ning Ruoxin's soft breathing.

“Don’t worry about me,” Ning Ruoxin said calmly. “You don’t need to do anything special because I’m sick. Just be yourself as usual.”

That statement sounds incredibly ironic.

"Actually, it's not necessary to go..."

"Ning Ruoyu".

Ning Ruoxin suddenly called my name very solemnly.

"Ok?"

Do you like Senior An Yu?

How did you come to this conclusion?