Lu Xiu is so beautiful.
But after taking a look, An Yeran looked away.
"What's wrong?" She asked, her eyes fixed on the screen again. "What's wrong?"
Lu Xiu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long and his face was delicate and exquisite, "Sister, are you okay?"
An Yeran said: "I'm fine."
Seeing that she was playing games and didn't seem to want to talk to him, Lu Xiu felt a little disappointed. He put the milk on the small table at the door, took out a piece of cake from his backpack, and said, "You didn't have dinner just now, I brought a cake to your sister."
An Yeran lost a game and put down his phone in frustration. Cinderella's brother was still standing at the door with a piece of cake in his hand.
"Strawberry?" she asked.
Lu Xiu nodded, "I like strawberry cake, but I don't know if my sister likes it..."
An Yeran took the cake and said, "Thanks, I'm not picky. If you have nothing else, go back to sleep."
Hearing this, Xiao Lu Xiu's eyes dimmed instantly, "I, I don't want to go back yet."
"Why?" An Yeran started eating and took a bite of the cake.
"I can hear the sounds from the dining table downstairs from my room..." He didn't finish his words, but An Yeran understood.
This child is sad.
Obviously, he is Mr. Lu's child, but ever since Mother Jiang brought Jiang Anxue here, he has received less love.
Little Lu Xiu mustered up his courage, but still stammered, "Can I stay with my second sister for a while?"
An Yeran: "..."
I accepted the cake and milk from the kid and felt embarrassed to refuse.
"Okay, come in." An Yeran stepped aside to make way.
Lu Xiu's dull eyes suddenly regained their luster.
Sitting on An Yeran's stool, little Lu Xiu began to do his homework.
"Sister, have you finished your homework?" Lu Xiu asked.
After An Yeran finished her cake, she started playing games again. She put the milk on her bedside table and took a sip from time to time. "No, I haven't touched it."
"When will you write, sister?"
"I didn't plan to write it." An Yeran said confidently.
Lu Xiu: "...But if you don't do your homework, the teacher will scold you. If the elder sister finds out, she will report you to Auntie."
An Yeran lost another game and felt a little upset.
"Just sue her. I, your sister, can withstand the torture physically and mentally."
Don't be discouraged, try another round.
Seeing that she really had no intention of doing her homework, Lu Xiu showed a bit of melancholy on his little face.
My sister is good in everything except studying.
He opened An Yeran's schoolbag and took out a homework list from it. The primary school affiliated to No. 1 Middle School would give each student a homework list. After school every day, students had to complete the day's homework according to the contents of the list.
Little Lu Xiu followed her list and started doing his homework one by one.
By the time I finished writing everything for myself and my sister, it was almost nine o'clock.
Dad and aunt should have rested.
His hands felt a little sore, but when he wrote the three words "An Yeran" stroke by stroke on the notebook, the gloom in his heart seemed to be swept away.
Lu Xiu felt very happy helping his sister with her homework.
In this way, my sister will like him more.
Lu Xiu turned his head and looked at the girl on the bed.
She was concentrating on playing games on her mobile phone, looking very serious.
Lu Xiu helped An Yeran pack her schoolbag. He wanted to talk to his sister, but his sister seemed to not like being disturbed while playing games.
Lu Xiu could only quietly move to the bedside table, take away the empty cup of milk, and then return to his room quietly.
The moment he closed the door, he looked into the room again. The girl didn't seem to notice that he was about to leave.
Lu Xiu was a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered up and closed the door quietly.
On the other side, An Yeran's fingers were stiff from playing, and by the time she lost so much that her mentality completely exploded, it was already very late.
"Damn it! I've been kneeling all night! I'm shutting myself in!"
She wailed, put down her phone and tried to find comfort, only to then realize that Lu Xiu had gone back home at some point. She sighed again, covered herself with the quilt and cried herself to sleep.
The consequence of playing games all night is that you will feel tired and listless the next day.
Jiang Anxue thought she was so scared that she couldn't sleep, so she made a few sarcastic remarks and went back to the classroom.
Lu Xiu was a little worried. An Yeran yawned and pushed him, "It's okay, it's okay. Go back to class first. Be good, brother."
"Okay, okay." Lu Xiu had no choice but to go back to the classroom.
The first class was Chinese, and An Yeran was sleeping soundly in the last row.
She was in a terrible mental state last night and lost so much that she started to doubt her life. Even in her dreams, she was still playing games and being autistic.
"So in this poem, the author mainly wants to praise Zhou Yu... An Yeran?! Are you sleeping again?!" The Chinese teacher's voice was very loud and woke up the sleepy girl.
"What, what happened?" An Yeran rubbed his eyes sleepily and said in confusion.
"What's wrong?" The Chinese teacher sneered, "Come on, tell me your impression of Zhou Yu."
An Yeran lost more than ten times last night. He was in a bad mood. In addition, he was exhausted and couldn't sleep well. He blurted out the words without thinking:
"The Zhou Yu I matched with was really rubbish, so unskilled, he kept giving away his opponent in the middle lane. He might as well just hang up in the fountain. He was even defeated when the wind was in his favor. Damn, Cai Wenji in the bottom lane was even better than him!"
Suddenly, the classroom fell silent.
It was silent.
A few blue veins popped up on the Chinese teacher's forehead and the chalk in his hand broke with a "crack".
An Yeran seemed not to realize what she had said. She yawned, rubbed her eyes, and was about to sit down after answering when she heard a lion roar from the podium: "An! Yeran! You stand outside the classroom--!!"
(End of this chapter)
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