Xu Ziyu wrote the last stroke and closed the black hardcover notebook.
He stood up, walked in front of Luo Xikui, and placed the notebook on her desk.
Having just finished solving the problem, Luo Xikui looked up and smiled slightly: "You were waiting for me?"
Xu Ziyu didn't speak. He looked down and saw an open notebook next to Luo Xikui. The handwriting was neat, the formulas were detailed, and there were even problem-solving techniques. It was more comprehensive than the notebook he had painstakingly written over three days.
"Is this for me?" Luo Xikui picked up the black leather notebook he had placed on her desk.
Just as she was about to open it, Xu Ziyu's slender fingers pinched the notebook and pulled it back, coldly saying, "It's not for you."
Luo Xikui didn't think much of it, raised her hand to look at her watch, and realized it was already past 5:40. She had made an appointment with Yuan Cheng to teach her physics today.
So she hurriedly stuffed everything into her schoolbag.
"Come to my house for tutoring," Xu Ziyu said casually.
Luo Xikui was stunned for a moment. She really wanted to spend more time with him, but every time he tutored her, she would easily get distracted and look at him. Her tutoring efficiency was not as fast as Yuan Cheng's. Now that the high school entrance exam was coming soon, she could not let herself be blinded by lust.
Once you get into the top high school, you'll have plenty of time to spend together.
Thinking this, she nervously declined, saying, "I have something to do; I have an appointment with someone else."
Xu Ziyu didn't say anything more, picked up his schoolbag, and turned to walk out.
After Luo Xikui finished packing, she quickly went out to catch up with him, saying anxiously, "Are you angry? I'm not neglecting my duties, I'm just going to..."
“I’m not interested in knowing,” he interrupted her.
Luo Xikui looked dejected and pouted.
Never mind, she won't explain anymore. He'll know he's been working hard once the mock exam results come out.
"I'll be going now." After leaving the school gate, she waved to him and ran towards the bus stop.
She had already told Uncle Chao that morning that he didn't need to pick her up anymore, and then she quickly got on the bus.
Xu Ziyu watched the bus depart and told Uncle Zhang to follow.
After seeing Luo Xikui get out of the car, he looked towards the coffee shop and saw the same boy from Saturday.
Luo Xikui greeted the boy, sat down, and took out her test paper to work on the questions.
Xu Ziyu's face darkened again, and he told Uncle Zhang to drive.
When he got home and went into his bedroom, he took the black hardcover notebook out of his bag and threw it into the wastebasket without any expression.
He took out an economics book from the drawer and began to flip through it.
In the past, he could finish a chapter quickly, but today he was still stuck on two or three pages after flipping through the pages for a long time.
The thought of Luo Xikui chatting and laughing with that boy made her inexplicably irritated.
"Xiao Yu, come down for dinner." Ni Sitian knocked on her son's door and called out. When he was in the second grade of elementary school, he strongly objected to his nickname, and after that, everyone changed their way of addressing him and stopped calling him Tuantuan.
Xiao Kui was the only exception. After he corrected her several times and she still didn't change, he had no choice but to give up.
"Okay." Xu Ziyu responded, got up, opened the door, and went out.
Looking at her son's face, which seemed to be in a bad mood, Ni Sitian asked, "Haven't you made up with Xiao Kui yet?"
"We've never been on good terms, so how can we make up?" Xu Ziyu said coldly, and started walking downstairs.
Ni Sitian shrugged helplessly. It's never been good. Who stayed up all night writing formulas for Xiao Kui? Who went through past exam papers to summarize question types? Who went to the Shen family's house on Saturday?
Who did this proud little dumpling get its quirky personality from?
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