I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Ling Xing has been estranged from Ji Yan recently. In her eyes, if she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it. No matter what Ji Yan's thoughts are, Ling Xing will never give him any illusions.

For more than ten years of friendship, Ji Yan's character and trust in her are not as good as Qiu Yilin who has known her for more than a month, so this friendship is worthless.

Ji Yan also only waited at the door of Ling Xing's house for three mornings. On Thursday, Ling Xing pushed open the door and didn't see Ji Yan at the door. She was relieved and even walked a lot lighter.

She didn't bother to think about why Qiu Yilin was sick yesterday, and Ji Yan didn't wait for her today. Let alone this matter has nothing to do with it, even if it does, what does it have to do with her?

On the way to school alone, she also ran into Su Qingluo. When the two walked side by side, she joked: "It's rare, you are so early today."

From Monday to yesterday, he was late every morning. Sister Yu even said a few words to him on the first day, but turned a blind eye to him the next day.

Who cares, as long as the grades are not behind and can bring honor to the class.

Su Qingluo stared sideways at Ling Xing for a while, then slowly said: "Where's your follower?"

"Huh?" Ling Xing didn't react for a while, and after walking a few steps, she figured it out: "You mean Ji Yan? You saw us going to school together a few days ago?"

Su Qingluo didn't say anything, but the corners of her lips were pursed straight, and her face was full of unhappiness, which obviously acquiesced.

It's no wonder that after observing discipline for so long, he suddenly started playing the trick of coming in late and leaving early.

Ling Xing hates having a mouth but not explaining it to make the misunderstanding deepen. She quickly walked two steps to block in front of Su Qingluo, and pointed to the wide road: "Su Qingluo, you have to know one thing. Wide, everyone can go."

Therefore, if Ji Yan wants to follow her side by side, she can't control it. At most, she just ignores him and treats him as a complete stranger.

Su Qingluo stared at her for a while, the girl's round eyes were full of seriousness, just like last time, only him was reflected in those eyes, and she was explaining to him.

Even if the ambiguity between the two has not yet spread, the relationship is still unclear.

The emotion called joy and satisfaction slowly spread from the heart, and then overflowed, Su Qingluo lowered her eyes and gave a soft "hmm", and continued to walk past Ling Xing.

It's just that the redness in his ears was not concealed, and his footsteps were obviously a little messy.

After all, he is still a teenager, so he looks innocent.

Tsk!Pure love is good, who doesn't like pure love?

……

On the night when Qiu Yilin asked Su Qingluo a question, when Ling Xing came home and chatted with Su Qingluo on WeChat, she seemed to have asked a question unintentionally.

As far as she knew, Su Qingluo didn't usually have this attitude towards people who asked him questions.

When he is not in a good mood, he directly says no. When he is in a good mood, although he will not explain to the person who has the problem, he will also write out the steps to solve the problem. He will write up to three steps to solve the problem. He understood, so fewer and fewer people asked him questions later, until now there are almost none.

Su Qingluo replied in seconds, only four words: [The purpose is not pure. 】

What he meant was that Qiu Yilin's purpose was impure. Could it be that Su Qingluo suspected that Qiu Yilin liked him?

Before this idea took shape in her mind, Su Qingluo replied again: 【She's a little weird. 】

Su Qingluo: [I don't know if it's an illusion, but she seems to be deliberately approaching people who are closer to you. 】

Ling Xing stared at the two lines of words for a long while, and then praised Su Qingluo in his heart: This vision is really awesome.

The last class in the afternoon on Tuesday was physical education. After some difficult training, the physical education teacher gave them plenty of time for free activities.

During this free time, it could almost be said that Ji Yan pretended to be a prime time slot.

It may be a necessary routine for youth romance, Ji Yan has a large number of fans just by playing basketball.

Su Qingluo also likes to play basketball, and he also participated in it today, and is Ji Yan's opponent.

Two young boys with such good looks played at the same time, and girls from other classes who were taking physical education also surrounded them.

When Zeng Zhile's physical strength was almost recovered, she pulled Ling Xing and squeezed into the crowd, teasing as she squeezed: "If others don't watch it, then they don't watch it. Don't you watch Luoshen's heroic playing?"

Ling Xing couldn't laugh or cry: "What heroic figure? Don't use words indiscriminately..."

While talking, the two of them reached the front row without much effort.

It just so happened that Su Qingluo scored another goal, and there were cheers all around.

Sure enough, in this age of looking at faces, who cares if Ji Yan is the hero?As long as there is someone who is more handsome and powerful than him, no matter who is a fan of girls or not, he will be thrown into the back of his mind every minute.

After scoring the goal, Su Qingluo scanned the crowd, and finally fixed his gaze on Ling Xing's side.

At such a distance, Ling Xing felt that the boy's black eyes seemed to be dyed with light, and he quickly retracted his gaze and focused on playing.

Grab the ball, throw the ball, score...

In this playground, Ji Yan's aura of the male protagonist seems to be suppressed, and Su Qingluo is simply slapping him.

Another perfect goal, with a score of 5:1, even Ling Xing couldn't help being happy for Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo looked this way as usual, suddenly put his right hand on his head, and made a handsome gesture towards Ling Xing.

"Ahhhh!"

The surrounding cheers reached unheard heights.

Amid the deafening cheers, Ling Xing finally understood that Su Qingluo's operation could still be like this.

The accident happened when Su Qingluo scored the sixth goal.

The moment he jumped up, his body suddenly tilted to one side, Su Qingluo's leg hit the sharp corner of the basketball hoop, his pants were cut, and blood flowed out immediately.

There was a moment of silence on the basketball court, and then there were endless buzzing voices.

With the help of his teammates, Su Qingluo barely stood up straight. He first glanced at Ji Yan with an indifferent expression, then looked at his bleeding calf, and didn't respond, as if the injury wasn't on him.

It wasn't until Ling Xing broke through the crowd and walked to him that Su Qingluo held his legs and took a deep breath: "Hiss~"

Everyone: "..."

what's the situation?Didn't you just say it doesn't hurt much?

In the end, several boys supported Su Qingluo to the infirmary, and Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile followed silently.

Later, several boys left, and Zeng Zhile didn't know when he left.

It was still the old school doctor who bandaged Su Qingluo's wound. He first took disinfectant to disinfect the wound.

After being disinfected, Ling Xing felt that the wound was more ferocious, and Su Qingluo's face was also a little pale. She couldn't help but say to the school doctor: "Be gentle..."

The elderly school doctor looked up at her, without saying a word, and the movements of his hands were much lighter.

But the young man who had been disinfected just now and didn't feel the pain, suddenly sat up slightly after Ling Xing's "light touch" sound.

He seemed to be thinking for a while, his dark eyes fell on the school doctor's hand holding a cotton swab.

A cotton swab dipped in hydrogen peroxide was gently touched around the wound.

"Hi~"

The school doctor's hand holding the cotton swab steadily trembled: "..."

The young man doesn't talk about Wude.

Sure enough, Ling Xing couldn't hold back, and said a few more words: "Take it easy, take it easy..."

Snapped!

The school doctor threw away the cotton swab in his hand, and the donkey's temper also came up: "It's already the lightest, if you can make it lighter, come here."

Ling Xing was taken aback for a moment, then took the cotton swab next to him: "Okay."

School doctor: "..."

Damn, he has been a school doctor for decades, and he has never been so speechless as he is today.