I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

All the students in the class know about the fact that Luoshen rummaged through the trash can.

The students are not idiots, so they can probably guess why Su Qingluo turned over the trash can, so one by one, they began to guess whose gift was thrown away by mistake, which made Luoshen care so much, and secretly turned over the trash can?

Su Qingluo is also in the group, but he has never posted a single word in the group. Even in the last midterm exam, he broke the highest record and got the first grade in the grade. Many people in the group are crazy @ him, and he has never passed any response.

It was Sun Xin who explained that Luoshen never read group news, and it would be good if he could stay in the group and never leave the group.

Things like group messages are insulated from him.

At the beginning, the students were still skeptical, but since the school has started for so long, no matter what topics they discuss in the group, even if they sometimes discuss topics and want to ask Su Qingluo for advice, Aite will not get any response for a long time .

So today, the students have been completely relieved, even if the topic of discussion revolves around Su Qingluo, they don't have any worries. Anyway, Su Qingluo never reads the group news, and they can say whatever they want.

As Ling Xing's deskmate, of course Zeng Zhile knew the reason why Su Qingluo was rummaging through the trash can, but she didn't say anything, not only didn't she say anything, she also continued to gag with guessing classmates in the group, giving every suspicious person a hard time. Girls are labeled 'possible'.

It's just that from time to time, she will post two snickering emoticons, as if everyone is drunk and she is sober.

When it snows during the day, it doesn't feel that cold. When it doesn't snow at night, the temperature drops sharply.

The weather forecast on the mobile phone shows that the temperature is 0°C, but the body feels -2°C, so cold that sitting in the room has cold hands and feet.

After dinner, Ling Xing returned to her room with the three small gift boxes she received today. She put the gifts on the desk, took off her coat and crawled into the bed.

Although the temperature inside is higher than outside, it's still so cold that people don't even want to write with a pen.

Ling Xing took the books related to the debate competition to the bedside table, and took a look at the charged mobile phone by the way. The battery was not fully charged, and it showed that it was only charged to 88%.

She had set do-not-disturb messages in the class's WeChat group, and now the phone interface displayed WeChat messages sent to her by several people.

There was Zeng Zhile, Ji Yan, and Liang Ke...

Ling Xing unlocked the lock and read the message from Zeng Zhile for the first time, followed by Liang Ke, and finally Ji Yan.

Zeng Zhile talked about some unnutritious topics, probably because Tian Jiayun and Qiu Yilin started the tearing mode in the group, the two scolding each other was wonderful, but in the end both of them were kicked out of the class group by Sun Xin.

Tian Jiayun and Qiu Yilin's face-to-face tearing was within Ling Xing's expectation. Tian Jiayun's personality was somewhat paranoid. When she had a good relationship with Qiu Yilin, she behaved like Qiu Yilin's dogleg, and she would hit wherever Qiu Yilin pointed.

But after tearing her face apart with Qiu Yilin, she was also paranoid. No matter what Qiu Yilin said or did, she felt displeased. It would be a matter of time before she got into a fight with Qiu Yilin.

And it won't be just once, as long as Qiu Yilin doesn't give in, their relationship will only become more and more rigid in the future.

But Qiu Yilin prides herself on being a high-ranking player, and she is used to holding herself up high, so how could she look up to these paper figures in her eyes?

That guy Sun Xin usually behaves so obediently in front of the teacher. He never says anything to the teacher, and tries his best to solve the teacher's problems. Who would have thought that he would be the first to propose to build a small group behind the teacher's back in private?
The message from Liang Ke was more straightforward, saying that she also prepared a gift for Chuxue this time, and most importantly, she also prepared a gift for her brother.

Ling Xing stared at the word 'brother' for a while before realizing that the brother Liang Ke was talking about was her brother.

Most people who have been with her for a long time will regard her brother as their own brother, even though sometimes Shi Shu didn't say a word to those people.

I don't know what's wrong?
Ling Xing replied to Liang Ke with a grinning expression, and said that she also prepared a gift for her.

The gifts she prepares are neat and uniform, and they are all exactly the same, so it doesn't matter how many people you send them to.

The news had just been sent out, but Liang Ke actually replied in seconds: [Did brother prepare a gift for me too? 】

Ling Xing didn't know how to reply for a while.

How should I say that her brother didn't even know that Chuxue was going to give gifts to play?

Today, when Ling Xing came back from school with a gift, Shi Shu only glanced lightly at the gift box, but he didn't ask anything, so Ling Xing naturally couldn't take the initiative to explain.

So even if her brother wanted to return Liang Ke with a gift, at least he had to wait until after receiving her gift.

Ling Xing replied truthfully, and Liang Ke was a little impatient.

Liang Ke: [I really want to send you the gift right now. 】

There is no need, Liang Ke's carelessness can still be guessed by Si Lingxing. It is false to think of giving the gift to her now, but it is true to think of giving the gift to her brother now.

It felt cold to type with fingers outside the bed, Ling Xing moved his fingers that were a little stiff from the cold, and simply chose to chat with voice.

So, she sent a voice message to Liang Ke, and asked directly in a joking tone: [Be honest, do you want to pick on my brother? 】

As soon as the words were finished, the half-open door of her room was knocked lightly twice. Shi Shu held a cup of hot milk in his left hand and a small gift box in his right, opened the door and walked in slowly.

Ling Xing's pupils on Shi Shu's face shrank again and again, and after a long time, he squeezed out a dry smile: "...Brother."

Shi Shu nodded, handed her the warm milk in his hand, and conveniently placed the gift box on her desk, piled up with other gifts.

He didn't look at Ling Xing, his long white eyelashes drooped to cover his light blue eyes, under the warm light, his skin was so white that it glowed.

Shi Shu's eyesight is not very good, and he always wears glasses when drawing, but his hearing is really excellent.

He has a high probability of hearing what Ling Xing said just now.

The milk in his mouth became tasteless, and Ling Xing carefully watched his brother's expression every time he took a sip.

But her brother remained expressionless and stable.

When Ling Xing finished drinking the milk, Shi Shu took the empty cup and whispered to her to go to bed early, then turned and walked outside.

Ling Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned on the phone.

Just now, Liang Ke also sent her a voice back, and she subconsciously clicked: [Just tell me what are the chances of my success? 】

It should be that the last time I had a video call with my mother, the volume was too low. Ling Xing turned up the volume of his mobile phone to the maximum. Before Shi Shu walked out of the room, the voice was so loud that he must have heard it.

But he pretended as if nothing had happened, walked out of the room with an empty cup, and closed the door behind him.

Ling Xing was stunned for a long time, shook his head, and pretended nothing happened, his eyes fell on the phone again.

She casually glanced at the WeChat message sent by Ji Yan.

Ji Yan said that he would come to her house to find her later, saying that it was a gift for her from Chuxue.

Ling Xing refused bluntly: [It's so cold, it's better not to go out, rest early. 】

Ji Yan quickly replied: [It's okay, it's not that cold. 】

Why can't this guy even understand the good words recently?

Ling Xing resolutely refused again: [I'm going to sleep, let's talk about it later. 】

The phone interface showed that the other party was typing for a while, and after about two or three minutes, Ji Yan finally replied: 【Then... good night. 】

Tell him good night tonight, I'm afraid I'm going to have a nightmare tonight, Ling Xing didn't reply again, exited the chat interface with Ji Yan, and clicked on the top chat interface again.

She asked: [You said you rummaged through the trash can? 】

There was no immediate reply.

Ling Xing was not in a hurry, she put down her phone and turned to look at the four gifts on the desk.

Chuxue giving gifts, this is just a random joke among the students who don't know who, but some students take it seriously, so there is this saying of giving gifts and blessings to each other.

Therefore, Ling Xing couldn't figure it out, why did her brother send a gift?
But there is no need to figure it out. Ever since I was a child, I have always treated her sister very well. As for giving her small gifts, I have almost never stopped since I was a child. Coincidentally.

Ling Xing excitedly opened Shishu's gift first.

It is a round golden bean, simple and unpretentious.

Sure enough, it was her brother's usual style. In the past two years, she would always receive gifts from her brother during the holidays. Without exception, they were all golden beans.

Now those golden beans are all added together, enough to wear a big bracelet.

Ling Xing carefully put the golden beans into a special bottle for storing golden beans, then turned around and opened another gift, which was given to her by Su Qingluo.

The students are still high school students now, so the gifts they give are naturally not very expensive, and they are more beautiful cards with blessings written on them.

Ling Xing was still guessing whether Su Qingluo had prepared a large stack of exquisite cards for her, but when she opened the box, she felt the long-lost beauty.

The gift Su Qingluo gave her was a desk lamp, one black and one white, two swans lying on their necks...

Ling Xing turned his head to look at the swan lamp on his bedside table, and then at the lamp in his hand.

In this way, she would have three... no, now she has two swan lamps, three swans.

Is this the nest of the swan?