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Chapter 40 40. Myself, I Can't

Su Qingluo jumped off the horizontal bar neatly and walked towards Ling Xing.

The old man behind him is calling him: "Young man, it's been a day of playing, why do you want to leave when it's busy?"

Su Qingluo turned back and waved at them, and the elders followed Su Qingluo's figure and saw Ling Xing.

They understood: "The family came to find home for dinner."

"Oh oh oh."

Su Qingluo stood still three steps away from Ling Xing, glanced over Mao Tuan, and asked casually, "Come out for a walk?"

"That's right." Ling Xing looked through him at the uncles who were holding on to the horizontal bar and trying to do pull-ups. She was a little curious: "Why are you here?"

The boy answered very casually: "Exercise."

God damn exercise, if she heard correctly, he has been exercising here for a day?
What kind of exercise can the body do in a day?
Ling Xing looked up and down Su Qingluo's not-so-strong body, which was quite tall. She reckoned that it wouldn't be a big problem to knock down Su Qingluo with her skill. At most, Su Qingluo's strength was comparable to She is older.

Otherwise, someday find a chance to try it?
In the third year of junior high school, Ji Yan was knocked down by her several times when he practiced with her. In the end, he probably felt that it was too embarrassing. He discussed with Ling Xing and told her not to practice with him again.

I haven't had to practice my hands in the past two years, and I feel that I have a lot of hands.

Probably because he heard a familiar voice, Mao Tuan narrowed his eyes. This guy is so lazy that even if he wakes up, he will stay in bed. It meows lazily, showing its sense of existence.

This sound successfully diverted the eyes of the two to it.

Ling Xing stroked its fat head twice, and the hair ball made a gurgling sound from its throat comfortably, then closed its eyes and continued to sleep.

"Your cat?" Su Qingluo stretched out her hand and poked the stupid cat's fat head. The stupid cat pawed and pulled, and looked at Su Qingluo with narrowed eyes.

He suddenly became interested, and stretched out his hand: "Show me?"

Ling Xing handed him the hairball: "Be careful, it gets upset sometimes and scratches people."

Su Qingluo slid one hand around the neck of the hairball and let it fly up. He was a little curious: "Why did you raise this stupid cat so fat?"

Ling Xing watched Mao Tuan struggling with his short claws and then calmed down. He didn't intend to reject Su Qingluo at all.

"...It is more edible."

It can still sleep and doesn't like to move. Who is fat if it is not fat?

Changed to embrace the hairball and meowed, without even struggling, and the appearance of being submissive did not have the bad temper that a cat person should have.

Su Qingluo probably disliked its dusty body, and didn't bother to hug it, so she walked along the path with Ling Xing.

It was almost dusk, and after walking for five or six minutes, I turned a corner and walked forward to Ji Yan's house.

Ling Xing paused, turned around and asked Su Qingluo who was half a step behind her: "I'm going to find Ji Yan, do you want to go together?"

The young man's facial features, which were soft just now, suddenly turned cold, he lowered his eyebrows, and said lightly: "No, you can go."

Ling Xing glanced at Mao Tuan, who was carried away with his neck slipped all the way, and asked again: "Are you in a hurry to go home?"

The boy's brows were dull: "No hurry."

"Then, can you hug the hairball for me?" Ling Xing poked the fat cat's ear, with a sad tone: "This guy doesn't like Ji Yan, every time he sees him, he blows his hair."

A section of red could be vaguely seen on her outstretched right wrist.

Su Qingluo's face turned pale, he looked up at Ling Xing: "How long will it take?"

"I'll just talk to him for about ten minutes."

The young man raised his brows slightly, as if a little unhappy: "How many words can you say in ten minutes?"

"Then, I will as soon as possible."

"Ah."

Watching Ling Xing enter Ji Yan's house, Su Qingluo brought the fat cat who had been wandering all the way to his eyes, and the fat cat looked at him innocently with wide eyes.

"As expected of the silly cat I like, even the people I don't like are the same as me." He was finally willing to change the silly cat's posture to a comfortable position, and patted the silly cat's fat head: "Continue to behave well."

Xu Shi was slapped on the head, the silly cat meowed, and nestled in his arms, squinting his eyes and continuing to sleep.

……

The door of Ji Yan's room was not closed. From the door, he could be seen sitting at the desk writing questions, looking up from time to time at the wall clock on the wall, and then at the door.

This time he looked up and saw Ling Xing, the corner of the boy's mouth was raised, showing a sincere smile.

He asked Ling Xing to sit down, and after a while of politeness, the two suddenly looked at each other speechlessly.

When talking about everything in the past and now looking at each other in dismay, Ji Yan never felt that he had done anything wrong.

In his heart, that person is Ling Xing.

Ling Xing glanced at the test paper on the desk. It was the test paper sent by the teacher on Saturday. It seems that Qiu Yilin has already come.

I just don't know how her strategy is progressing?

After a while, Ling Xing broke the silence. She looked at Ji Yan's legs in loose sweatpants and asked, "Are your legs better?"

"It's much better." Ji Yan could only point to the location of the storage room: "I need to change my medicine, Xing Xing, can you help me take down the medicine box?"

The location of the medicine box, Ling Xing knows where it is without Ji Yan telling him.

She put the medicine box on Ji Yan's desk, and took a few steps back: "Then you change the medicine first, and I'll come back..."

Ji Yan glanced at the eye medicine box, turned his head to look into Ling Xing's eyes, and said word by word: "I can't do it myself."

"...Oh," Ling Xing quickly reacted, nodded and said: "Then I will ask Aunt Jiang to come up and change it for you."

After all, he turned and walked out.

Ji Yan behind her was calling her name loudly, she closed the door to block the sound inside.

As soon as he went downstairs, Ling Xing saw Qiu Yilin who hurried over in the living room.

In the late autumn weather, it was already very cold in the evening. She must have run over, sweat profusely on her forehead.

"Auntie," Qiu Yilin gasped and spoke to Jiang Wan who was coming up, with a bright smile on her face: "Look at my memory, I forgot to give Ji Yan a book."

Jiang Wan handed her a pack of tissues, took the book from her hand, and said half angrily: "You child, what are you in a hurry for? Isn't it the same for him at school tomorrow?"

Qiu Yilin smiled and rolled her eyes: "Auntie who is different, there are homework assigned by the teacher in the book, which is due tomorrow."

Jiang Wan also smiled, looking at Qiu Yilin with softer eyes.

Ling Xing walked over and called Jiang Wan: "Aunt Jiang, Ji Yan is about to change his medicine, please help him."

Jiang Wan was slightly startled: "Uh, he can..."

She reacted quickly and covered it with a smile: "Okay, I'll go up."

Ling Xing took the opportunity to say goodbye to Jiang Wan.

Both she and Qiu Yilin turned a blind eye to each other.

Qiu Yilin asked cautiously: "Auntie, can I go upstairs to see Ji Yan?"

Jiang Wan glanced at Ling Xing subconsciously, Ling Xing's expression didn't change at all, she nodded: "Okay."

As soon as Ling Xing walked into the yard, Jiang Wan, who sent her out, grabbed her hand. The gentle aunt who had watched her grow up frowned at this moment: "Xing Xing, no matter what happens to you and Xiao Yan in the future, don't talk to Aunt Jiang." Birth, okay?"

Ling Xing nodded vigorously, but she held Jiang Wan's hand instead: "I won't have any trouble with you, Aunt Jiang."

Jiang Wan wanted to say something more, but when she looked up and saw the funny cat boy at the opposite intersection outside the door, she was completely stunned.

　Aunt Jiang: Are young people nowadays playing something new?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)