Su Zhimeng came to help Bai Ye with her studies, hoping that Bai Ye would have a better future.

So he suggested that he tutor Bai Ye every noon.

The focus is on mathematics, with some English content as well.

But English still requires memorization. Simply doing practice questions is helpful, but for someone like Bai Ye who is in a gap year in high school, it's like talking to a brick wall.

If you don't even know the words, let alone understand the questions, then look at the word variations.

Asking him to do the problems now is like trying to read gibberish.

They decided to rent a study room outside the library because they were worried that the noise they made would disturb other students.

This study room was recommended by Su Zhimeng. She said it was extremely quiet and provided a great experience.

Since it was recommended by the angel senior, Bai Ye naturally supported it unconditionally, after all, the senior would never lie to him.

After paying and arriving at the designated study room, Bai Ye looked at her somewhat embarrassedly:

"Thank you for your help, senior."

After all, he was incredibly touched that someone took time out of their busy schedule to tutor him.

The senior student actually cares about him so much.

Su Zhimeng's warm, spring-like smile was still so healing: "It's no trouble at all, junior, just focus on your studies."

Bai Ye assured her, "Yes, Teacher Su, I will definitely study hard."

Are you kidding me? It's absolutely outrageous that he wouldn't pay attention when his angelic senior is tutoring him.

Ten minutes later, Su Zhimeng had a wry smile on her face. She knew that her junior hadn't studied math much for a year, and he probably had forgotten all of his first-year advanced math course.

But at least they should have some basic skills, but...

Bai Ye asked expectantly, "How was it?"

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Junior, you... have a bright future ahead of you."

High emotional intelligence: a promising future.

Low emotional intelligence: It's hard to explain in a few words.

Bai Ye understood what she meant; family members know their own affairs.

He only scored 80 points in the college entrance examination math test. He always wanted to learn math but couldn't seem to get into it.

It feels like my brain's memory is full, and I can't expand it any further.

...

This lunch break was just for the two of them.

Su Zhimeng racked her brains trying to make Bai Ye understand, and Bai Ye listened attentively with his head drooping.

Unfortunately, he wasn't a genius type of player who could easily understand something and then apply it to other situations.

The idea of ​​being reborn into high school, studying diligently for a few months, and getting into a top university like a 985 is simply unrealistic.

Knowing yourself is a kind of beauty, and acknowledging your shortcomings is also a kind of beauty.

He's not someone who likes to ask questions. He probably was when he was a child, but as he's gotten older, he's become less and less inclined to ask questions.

His parents kept in touch with all of his high school teachers, and the most frequent thing they said was to take good care of my son.

But the more this happened, the more annoyed Bai Ye became. He didn't want to maintain a close relationship with his teacher. You could call him indifferent or cold-hearted.

The teacher's attention to him was just a burden for him, because he wasn't a good student, and naturally, the teacher preferred the students who did well in their studies.

He prefers to remain silent and dislikes attracting too much attention, but contrary to his wishes, the more he desires something, the less likely he is to get it.

He hasn't visited any of his teachers since graduation, not even those he wanted to thank.

Some classmates once organized a trip to visit the teacher, but he didn't go in the end. After all, he only ended up with a junior college degree, so how could he have the face to go?

As the pressure of studying increased in high school, there were more and more things he didn't know, but he didn't want to ask the teacher. Even though asking the teacher could solve the problem, Bai Ye stubbornly refused to do so.

He simply asked the students who knew the answer to get the answer.

For the past three years, it has been like this. In the eyes of the teachers, he is a student who does not study hard, never asks questions, and is a fool who pretends to know what he doesn't.

Su Zhimeng explained things very well and in great detail. He would ask her questions whenever he didn't understand something, and he didn't feel embarrassed like he was asking a teacher.

Although he didn't learn much, it was still a gain, and compared to before when he didn't know anything, it was an improvement.

Time flew by at this moment, a stark contrast to the agonizing pace of time spent in class. He wished time could stand still at this moment.

An angel's gentle explanation, a young man buried in his work at the table.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and afternoon classes were about to begin.

The two had no choice but to leave and go to their respective schools.

Su Zhimeng asked with concern, "Did you learn anything? Is it okay for me to say it this way?"

She was so worried that she might not explain things well and that some of the younger students might not understand, she really went to great lengths to explain.

Being cared for like a mother made even Bai Ye, who had a thick skin, feel a little embarrassed.

Bai Ye gave a thumbs up and praised, "I've learned a lot. Senior sister's lecture was excellent; you're a natural-born lecturer."

"Pfft." Su Zhimeng was amused by Bai Ye's appearance.

She said helplessly, "It's not as good as you say."

My junior is still the same, saying such flattering things.

Bai Ye patted his chest and said matter-of-factly, "I'm telling the truth, what you said is really good."

Su Zhimeng shook her head: "Alright, as long as you can concentrate on learning, go to class now, don't be late."

Bai Ye scratched his head: "I'll take my senior home first. I don't feel comfortable letting her walk alone on the road."

Su Zhimeng was both amused and exasperated: "I'm not a child anymore, why would you be afraid I'll get lost?"

"Ahem, relax, relax. I'll take my senior home first, then go to class right away. There's plenty of time."

Su Zhimeng hesitated for a moment: "But..."

Seeing her hesitation, Bai Ye could only come up behind her and gently push her back to help her move forward.

"Let's go, let's go."

Seeing this, Su Zhimeng had no choice but to agree.

"Alright, junior, you can walk on your own."

Bai Ye put down her hand and walked side by side with her senior.

First, I went to the owner of the study room to return the key to him.

I successfully received a flirtatious glance from my boss.

Boss: It's so nice to be young. It reminds me of my own innocent and beautiful youth.

Su Zhimeng blushed under their gaze. She was easily embarrassed and felt shy being stared at like that. She wanted to explain, but…

As soon as you step out of the store, a chill sets in.

The study room has air conditioning and heating, so there is no chill inside.

But as soon as they came out and were exposed to the warmth of the heating, they suddenly felt extremely cold.

Even Bai Ye couldn't help but shudder.

Not to mention that Su Zhimeng's face had turned visibly pale, clearly indicating that she was quite cold.

Su Zhimeng was wearing a scarf when she arrived, but she took it off because it was hot in the study room.

Bai Ye took the scarf from her hand, folded the white scarf, and then gently lifted Su Zhimeng's hair from the back and hung the scarf around her neck.

He gently wrapped the scarf around his neck and met Su Zhimeng's tender, watery eyes, and Bai Ye couldn't help but fall into them.

The two looked somewhat ambiguous at that moment, and a minute later they both looked away.

Their flushed faces revealed the turmoil in their hearts.