The physics teacher came late and corrected the test paper from the previous class. He stood on the podium and commented, "Although the test paper this time is simple, there are still not many people who get full marks."

He knocked the blackboard with his book in frustration: "Students, details, how many times do I have to tell you that details determine success or failure. In fact, the difficulty of the college entrance examination is just that high. As long as you pay attention to the details, it is not difficult to get 80 points."

"Then, I want to praise Song Yu. This is the first time that Song Yu got full marks in physics. He always fell short before, but this time he finally changed his habit of being impatient when reading questions. He deserves encouragement!"

There was applause and cheers in the classroom.

Song Yu took the test paper and saw the one hundred, then looked at Xie Sui's test paper next to it, which was also one hundred. Suddenly I felt bored.

Xi Bowen was even more excited than him: "Brother Yu is amazing, haven't you always wanted to get a perfect score in physics?"

Ma Xiaoding said, "Yes, yes, yes. I remember that Brother Yu has been worrying about this since the last monthly exam, saying that physics was the only science subject where he never scored over 100. Now I finally got what I wanted, and I have no regrets."

Song Yu had been pursuing the image of a top student for so long, but she did not feel happy when she made progress in her studies for the first time.

Ding-a-ling.

The bell for morning self-study get out of class rang.

Song Yu finally couldn't help it and asked them, "Where is Xie Sui?"

Xi Bowen was copying the answers with a pen in his hand. He was stunned when he heard his question. His small eyes under the glasses were full of confusion: "Thank God, didn't I tell you?"

Song Yu: "What are you talking about?"

Xi Bowen: "It's about the math winter camp."

Seeing that Song Yu was really confused, Xi Bowen patiently explained to him: "Jingcheng No. 1 High School has five exemptions from the exam. The school allocated four to the second year of high school and one to the first year of high school, which is Xie Shen. But Xie Shen didn't want to participate, and Old Cheng was so angry. Before you came, he was dragged to the office, and he was probably teaching him earnestly."

Song Yu: "Then why do you know?"

Xi Bowen scratched his head awkwardly and laughed dryly: "I also heard this from others. But Xie Shen is really crazy. The threshold of this winter camp is very high. It is specially organized for the provincial team to sprint for next year's mathematics competition. If you win the first prize, you will be directly admitted to University A. Many people are trying their best to participate in the selection competition. But he is dismissive. Alas, good grades mean you are willful."

Song Yu: "Oh."

He calmed down after getting the reason, turned back, opened the textbook and prepared to review, but when he turned to one page, his hands froze.

That's not right.

Why does this winter camp seem so familiar to him?

——It seems like there are some mentions of this in the original book?

Shit, winter camp.

He finally remembered.

Isn't this the place where Qin Mo conquered Xie Sui in the original novel? !

There are four places for the second year of high school, and Qin Mo takes one of them.

Song Yu stood up suddenly.

Xi Bowen was stunned: "Where are you going, Brother Yu?"

Song Yu's expression was icy: "I got one question wrong, but the teacher didn't deduct any points from me. I want to argue with him."

Xi Bowen was completely stunned: "Ask the teacher to deduct points? Brother Yu, you don't want your full score anymore?"

Song Yu had already left his seat: "I don't want such a casual full score."

Xi Bowen was confused. What's wrong with Brother Yu?

Ma Xiaoding looked like he knew Song Yu very well. He patted Xi Bowen on the shoulder and said, "You don't understand. The first time is always of great significance. This is Brother Yu's virginity complex."

Xi Bowen: “…”

Song Yu held the test paper in his hand and hurried to the office. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xie Sui's back, standing in front of Lao Cheng.

But besides Lao Cheng, there was also a person standing next to him whom he hated extremely, Qin Mo.

I don’t know what he, a sophomore in high school, is doing here.

Old Cheng advised earnestly: "Xie Sui, don't you want to have an easier time in your senior year? You got first place and were directly admitted to University A. This is an opportunity that many people would love but cannot get."

Xie Sui glanced at the time. It was almost an hour. His patience was running out.

Qin Mo stood beside them, with a clean and gentle temperament, and was well-mannered. He looked at Xie Sui without any concealment, with a smile that had an ambiguous meaning.

Old Cheng took a sip of water and sincerely thought for his own good: "Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your family. After being admitted, you can save a lot of money." As his class teacher, Teacher Cheng naturally knew Xie Sui's family background and was considering everything for his own good.

Xie Sui was not short of money at the moment, so he politely refused: "Thank you, teacher, I don't have that idea for now. You can talk for another hour, and it will be the same."

Old Cheng had finished speaking, sighed deeply, and shook his head in resignation.

Qin Mo asked at this time: "Xie Sui, are you really not going to think about it again?"

Xie Sui's eyes finally fell on him, without any fluctuation, and his expression was slightly cold.

Qin Mo said: "Hello, my name is Qin Mo, and I came here just for you."

"The winter camp training will involve many knowledge points of the second year of high school. You haven't learned them yet, so the school arranged for me to tutor you first." His amber eyes were filled with smiles: "Even if you don't go, you can still make friends. Besides, don't be so absolute. There is still some time before the winter camp, and you have plenty of time to think about whether you want to give it a try first - just in case you regret it."

Lao Cheng put down the thermos cup, found another spot, and persuaded excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Your senior Qin Mo even took a break from class to come here for this, you should give him some face."

Xie Sui glanced at Qin Mo.

The smile was casual and the tone was indifferent.

"But I don't really want to give this face."

Qin Mo's expression stiffened slightly.

Old Cheng swallowed his breath and glared at him, saying, "Forget it, if you don't want it, there are plenty of people who do."

Xie Sui turned around, and ended up meeting Song Yu's eyes as she stood at the door with the test paper in her hand.

He paused.

The lingering coldness gathered in his black eyes and then disappeared into the depths.

He blinked and smiled: "Come to me?"

Song Yu came here because he was afraid that Qin Mo would use sweet words to trick Xie Sui away. As a result, before I even entered the office, I heard his straightforward refusal.

I finally got a full score in physics, so I'm not willing to let it suffer.

Now there is nothing to worry about.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

"right."

It’s better to refuse, and you can identify the scum with your wisdom.

Xie Sui liked to see him smile.

It’s sparkling, like there are stars.

All at once, it dispelled many of the negative emotions in his heart.

He investigated Song Yu for a long time yesterday.

This sickly young master of the Song family has always been a mystery in City A. He fell into the water at the age of six and became ill. For nine years, he has not appeared in anyone's sight, and there has been no news of him, as if he disappeared out of thin air.

Rumors outside are that the Song family's young master is seriously ill and can only stay at home and take one-on-one lessons from a private tutor.

But he had a hunch that something was amiss during this period.

Transferring to Jingcheng was probably Song Yu's first move after being discharged from the hospital. Truly appear in everyone's sight.

He sorted out the traces he had noticed before.

Strangely close.

The ability to predict the future.

He never mentioned anything about the past, including school and family. It's like there's a blank gap.

Xie Sui was making an assumption.

A bold and crazy hypothesis.

Song Yu didn't have time to laugh at Qin Mo's joke.

Old Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey, Song Yu! You came at a good time. It saved me the trouble of looking for you."

Lao Cheng waved enthusiastically.

"Xie Sui turned down a place in the winter camp. I don't think there's anyone more suitable than you in the entire grade. You were the only two in the class who got full marks in math in the last monthly exam."

"Are you interested? You don't have to worry about not being able to keep up. There are seniors in the second year of high school who will tutor you one-on-one on the key points."

One-on-one tutoring.

Oh.

The three of them looked slightly cold.

Qin Mo and Song Yu's eyes met.

It was the first time Qin Mo was rejected, and he looked gloomy.

Song Yu, however, was in high spirits and calm, "Thank you, teacher. However, since Xie Sui is not interested, I am certainly not interested either. This senior came all the way to tutor us, and he is really dedicated. Even though no one will appreciate it, we should still be polite."

The corners of his thin lips curled up in a perverse and sarcastic tone.

"Senior, you have worked hard. Pour a glass of boiled water for me. The cup is next to the water dispenser. Be careful not to burn your mouth."

Old Cheng: “…”

How do you talk like that, kid?

Qin Mo looked as if he wanted to kill him.

Pulling Xie Sui out of the office and down the stairs, Song Yu stopped mocking Qin Mo and looked anxious.

"This man said something to you."

Xie Sui laughed and coaxed him, "I didn't say anything."

Song Yu was like an old father, repeatedly admonishing: "Don't get too close to him, don't talk too much to him."

Xie Sui looked deep in the hallway, and asked casually, "Why?"

Song Yu: "Just trust me."

Xie Sui suddenly thought of something: "Did you come to me specifically to stop me from attending the winter camp?"

Song Yu was stuck for a moment: "...I guess so."

Xie Sui stopped, his mind racing, and he said slowly, "Actually, I regretted it right after I rejected it. I think it's good to be admitted as a recommended student."

Song Yu was so anxious that he almost bit off his tongue. He widened his eyes but held back his words. However, winter camp, at this time, is indeed a feasible option for Xie Sui.

He weighed the pros and cons for a long time, gritted his teeth, and took the risk: "Then I will accompany you?"

Xie Sui was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Because you don't want to be separated from me?"

Song Yu: "No, I don't want you to be alone with that scumbag Qin Mo."

Xie Sui: "Are you afraid that I'll fall in love with him?"

Song Yu: "Yes - uh, no!"

He suddenly looked up, his spirit tense, his light brown pupils filled with shock.

The assumption may be correct.

Xie Sui licked his lips, smiled, and said in a low voice: "Song Yu, you are like this, it makes me feel that you are jealous."

Song Yu: “…”

Xie Sui lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled.

He thought.

Song Yu probably has memories of his previous life, which came through in dreams, or perhaps after he fell into the water at the age of six and began to suffer mental disorders.

He stood up straight and looked into Song Yu's eyes.

The child was stunned by the question, his eyes were clear and pure, like a light in the dark mud.

Xie Sui was slightly stunned.

A calm yet crazy thought flashed through my mind.

My fingers were shaking a little.

Song Yu must like him.

I've liked it since my last life.

So all the memories are about him.

So I came to him.