Seeing Wu Yue's rather troubled expression, Lu Shu silently swallowed the request that was on the tip of her tongue.
[The Witch God Begins to Retreat]
Of course! Because if you fail, you'll be transported to a horror movie world. If I were in that situation, I'd be scared too!
[Witch God, quickly ask Yan Mei for help!]
Just then, Cuihua slipped in through the window, holding a piece of paper in her hand, as thin as her body.
Cuihua slowly and laboriously climbed onto the coffee table. Seeing her owner's listless appearance, Cuihua quickly reached out and poked Wuyue's arm—
It's so soft!
Poke it again.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Wu Yue subconsciously raised her hand, accidentally knocking Cuihua down onto the coffee table. Seeing Cuihua slumped over, her little arms and legs flailing about, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Cuihua, are you trying to make me happy?" Wu Yue stretched out her index finger and gently poked Cuihua's cheek.
Cuihua shook her head, then nodded. She laboriously held up the white paper in her hand, the paper with crooked handwriting.
The girl looked closely.
I actually hope that if she ever gets into any trouble, she'll think of me first.
but,
She has too many thoughts.
She's not the kind of girl who likes to depend on others.
—Day 100 of recording the owner's quotes
—From "Tiezhu's Treasured Little Journal"
[A token of love can also be a little helpful!]
[Waaaaah, Cuihua is so cute, I want to steal her away!]
After reading the note, Wu Yue was stunned, her mind going blank. She silently got up to wash up, silently changed her clothes, silently lay down on the bed, and silently turned off the light.
Only Cuihua remained, a paper figure standing on the coffee table, head tilted, her small head filled with a big question: ?
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The next day, after washing up and getting dressed, Wu Yue went to check on Cheng Pingxi's room. The door was locked from the inside, so it seemed that her cheap brother had obediently come back to stay.
After having breakfast, Wu Yue went to school.
When she arrived at the classroom, almost half of the students were already there. Their enthusiasm was even higher than she had imagined.
As Wu Yue passed by Yan Chiyu's seat, she saw the boy suddenly stretch out his long legs to block her way.
The girl looked at him, completely bewildered.
"You might want to take a look at this book." The boy slowly pushed out a book, half of it hanging over the edge of the table.
"oh…"
The book was upside down, with a high-quality black and gold embossed leather cover. Wu Yue only realized it was a history book when she placed it in her seat.
She flipped through the table of contents and glanced at it briefly. The names of emperors, the names of countries... the history of this world was different from what she knew.
Wu Yue didn't quite understand what Yan Chiyu meant by giving her this book. Just as she was wondering, the boy turned around and said calmly, "This book is out of print and can't be bought on the market. It contains content that isn't in our history textbooks."
Is this meant to make her protect the book well, or to make her grateful to him?
Wu Yue blinked. "Thank you, I'll return it to you after I've finished reading it."
Before class started, she flipped through a few pages. The opening introduced ancient history and some information about famous figures.
The country at that time was called the Kingdom of Heavenly Marsh, and the emperor was called White Night.
Wu Yue glanced at it briefly, then turned to the first line of the second page, which made her heart tremble.
Prince Fuzhu was gentle and kind by nature, and died in the 279th year of Tianze.
Wu Yue subconsciously looked up at Yan Chiyu. The young man's cold and smooth facial features were bathed in the golden light that was gently falling from the window, and it was as if you could see the fine golden down on his face.
He was like a young elven spirit from ancient Greece, pure and aloof, with exceptionally handsome features.
Wu Yue quickly averted her gaze.
Children are good-looking, but you shouldn't look at them too much.
The school bell rang, and Wu Yue closed her book, also closing the doubts in her heart.
Teacher Tao walked up to the podium with his textbook and launched into a long, motivational speech: "The final exams are in two weeks. I hope everyone can push themselves, stop thinking about playing, study hard, and make a name for themselves and our class. If a person has no dreams or goals, what's the difference between them and pork on a chopping block to be slaughtered?"
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