Although she said it was just a minor cut, her pale face couldn't lie.
I guess she said that on purpose so as not to worry Aunt Mei.
At first, Su Ping thought Song Qi was lying to her, but when she entered the room, she saw Song Qi take out a set of test papers from his backpack.
This living father...
"Can things be a little simpler today? My head is a bit sore..."
After Su Ping finished speaking, she covered her head and showed a pained expression.
The pain was real, and so was the reluctance to take the exam.
"Didn't you just say it didn't hurt?"
Song Qi gave a soft hum and pulled out a chair to sit down.
Something's not right.
Su Ping sensed the unhappiness in his tone and her eyes darted around.
Why was he unhappy? Was it because he had made her wait at home for so long?
Thinking of this possibility, she explained, "I didn't forget on purpose. I was planning to come back at noon. It was Mr. Shen's dog that suddenly appeared and knocked me down."
"Then what?"
Song Qi tapped the table lightly with his fingers and asked in return.
Su Ping choked for a moment, "And then what?"
"Then when I woke up, I had already broken my head, and it was getting dark, so I asked President Shen to take me back."
Hearing her repeatedly refer to him as "President Shen," she must be talking about the man from earlier.
Song Qi's mood gradually brightened. It seemed that she and that man were not as familiar as she had imagined, otherwise she wouldn't not even know his name.
"Okay, let's review yesterday's material today."
Upon hearing Song Qi's words, Su Ping stared at him with her mouth agape in disbelief.
What did he just say? She must have heard correctly.
When did he become so easy to talk to?
Seeing her stunned expression, Song Qi smiled and said, "Didn't you injure your head, senior? Don't push yourself too hard today. Finish your studies early and get some rest."
Before Su Ping's smile faded, he continued, "Don't worry, once you're better, you'll make up for all of this. After all, the exams are coming up soon."
She said, "When did he become such a good person? Turns out he was waiting for her here."
Immediately, the smile on her face faded, and she resignedly picked up the book that Song Qi handed her and began to read.
To be fair, Song Qi does have his own set of learning methods. After his guidance over the past few days, some of that dry and boring knowledge has actually entered my mind.
The room fell silent, with only the sound of her turning the pages of her book remaining.
Song Qi suddenly felt sleepy. It seemed that when she was by his side, he would always subconsciously relax and then want to sleep.
Thinking about the things she had drawn on his face yesterday, Song Qi suddenly felt no longer sleepy.
Otherwise, given her vindictive nature, she might draw something else on her face today.
The marks I made yesterday are still a little bit fading.
To keep himself from getting sleepy, Song Qi began to scan the room.
Finally, unable to resist, his gaze fell upon Su Ping's pale face.
She must have fallen quite hard, because her brows were constantly furrowed.
Time passed by, and Song Qi was only brought back to his senses when Aunt Mei knocked on the door.
After glancing at the clock on the table, he belatedly realized that he had been staring at Su Ping for almost twenty minutes.
Fortunately, her attention was focused on the book; otherwise, if she had looked up, she would have found herself being stared at.
Hearing the knock on the door, Su Ping moved her stiff neck and looked at Song Qi beside her.
I noticed that his face was slightly flushed, and he was looking down, seemingly lost in thought.
The room has air conditioning on, it shouldn't be this hot.
"you……"
Almost the instant Su Ping's voice rang out, Song Qi stood up from his chair and walked toward the door.
"I'll go open the door."
Su Ping was stunned for a moment as he watched his retreating figure, which looked like he was almost fleeing.
What is he afraid of?
After the door opened, Aunt Mei looked at Song Qi, who was standing in front of her with a flushed face, and blinked.
What game were you playing with Xiao Song in the room just now, Miss? You've made that boy's face look like this.
Thinking about what happened on the first day, Aunt Mei coughed and lowered her head somewhat awkwardly.
These past two days, the young lady's behavior had finally calmed down a bit, and she thought the young lady had reformed. She didn't expect that she would start acting up again as soon as she came back from outside today.
And this happened while she had a head injury; she didn't even dare to imagine what would have happened if she hadn't been injured.
"Xiao Song, Miss is injured. You should try to persuade her more; you can't let her do as she pleases..."
Hearing Aunt Mei's suggestive words, Song Qi was stunned for a moment and looked at her with some confusion.
What did she mean by that, and what was the expression on her face...?
After Aunt Mei finished speaking, she placed the stewed sweet soup in her hand into Song Qi's hands, and then sensibly closed the door and left.
Song Qi was left standing there, looking completely bewildered, while Su Ping was engrossed in her book.
After seeing Song Qi place the sweet soup on the table, Su Ping casually asked, "What did Aunt Mei say to you just now?"
Song Qi opened his mouth, feeling that Aunt Mei's last look was somewhat unspoken.
"It's nothing, drink some sugar water and then look at it."
Upon hearing this, Su Ping looked up from her book and gazed at Song Qi, whose expression was subtle.
She just heard Aunt Mei speak, how could she not have said anything?
"Would you like a drink?"
Su Ping had only asked casually, but before she could finish speaking, Song Qi jumped up from his chair again.
"No need, it's getting late, I'll go home now."
After finishing speaking, Song Qi ignored Su Ping's reaction and went straight to pick up his backpack, walk over, open the door, and leave.
baffling.
Su Ping looked at the door that had closed again, muttered something under her breath, and then lowered her head to take a sip of sugar water.
This sweet soup is indeed quite delicious; it's not too sweet and has a subtle rose fragrance.
Aunt Mei, who was tidying up in the kitchen, heard the noise coming downstairs and poked her head out of the kitchen.
Seeing that it was Song Qi, he said with some confusion, "Little Song, the rain outside hasn't stopped yet, why don't you stay a little longer?"
Song Qi paused in his steps toward the door, smiled, and said, "No need, Aunt Mei. I suddenly remembered I brought an umbrella."
Watching Song Qi push open the door and walk out, Aunt Mei belatedly realized that something was wrong.
How could I forget that I brought an umbrella? Besides, Xiao Song clearly unzipped her backpack when she left the house...
Could it be...?
Aunt Mei had a sudden realization.
This child must have been studying too much and it's damaged his brain!
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