She could just be a coward and hide in his arms.
"You calculated this problem wrong. This is not the formula to use."
ha?
Cong Nian opened one eye and looked in the direction of his finger.
Her slender, clean fingers were tapping lightly on the math problem she had just written.
Cong Nian: "..."
Why did I feel relieved?!
"Thank you, thank you, Senior Fang Xun."
He picked up the eraser with trembling hands, erased the question on the homework book, and picked up the pen again to do the calculation on the draft paper.
"What are you talking about?"
Jiang Nanqiao and Yu Xinghe came back with two cups of milk tea each.
Yu Xinghe placed the vanilla milkshake some distance away from Cong Nian's hand.
To prevent her from knocking over the draft while writing.
Jiang Nanqiao handed the coffee in his hand to Fang Xun.
"Thanks."
Fang Xun took it, took two sips, and put it aside.
"Senior Fang Xun, do you like coffee?"
Yu Xinghe looked at Fang Xun's cup.
Neither she nor Nian Nian likes coffee because it is too bitter.
Fang Xun nodded.
"I'm used to it."
Jiang Nanqiao added:
"Your senior Fang Xun drinks coffee every day. If he keeps drinking, he'll become miserable."
Fang Xun was amused and raised the corner of his mouth:
"Milk tea and the like are only enjoyed by you little girls."
Cong Nian looked up.
He blinked as he watched Fang Xun take a sip of the coffee and never touch it again.
He doesn't look like he likes coffee that much, does he?
Unlike He Sui, the refrigerator was half filled with Coke.
You can often see empty soda bottles on the table and in the trash can at home.
"It's night time now, senior, you should drink less coffee, otherwise you won't be able to sleep."
It was just a simple expression of concern, but it made Fang Xun's smile freeze for a moment.
But it was quickly covered up.
"If you drink enough, you'll be immune and won't have trouble sleeping."
The atmosphere became quiet for a moment.
"You guys should hurry up and do your homework. We are here just to read books."
Fang Xun opened a book and stopped looking at Cong Nian's profile.
The melodious and pleasant music came from the record player and echoed in the small library.
After an unknown amount of time, Cong Nian's phone rang, seeming very abrupt in the quiet atmosphere.
The three big words shaking on the screen caught Fang Xun's eyes.
Big Devil.
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