The boy's expression was very subtle. Noticing Ling Qingxuan's gaze, his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't intend to tell the truth.

"I know, there may be some festivals between us."

Yu Zhuo said in a deep voice, "Does the teacher know her current address?"

Judging by her age, she should still be in high school.

However, the data shows that she dropped out of high school, and her mother was in a car accident in junior high school.

The address above her is not in this city either.

She has had murderous intentions several times, and if she doesn't stop it, she will definitely make a big mistake.

Ling Qingxuan shook her head, "I haven't found this yet, but if her goal is you, she will definitely find you again."

Yu Zhuo got up, "Thank you teacher for helping me find this."

At least he now understands a lot, and is no longer in a fog.

Pointing at the table with her fingertips, Ling Qingxuan glanced at him, "Aren't you going to tell me the specifics?"

"It's just some small festivals, nothing major, teacher, then I'll go out first."

He turned to leave, but the corner of his shirt was pulled.

Rippling ripples in his heart, Yu Zhuo was surprised by his state of mind, Ling Qingxuan packed the snacks on the table and put them in his hands.

"Let's talk when you want to. It's raining outside, don't get wet." With an umbrella, Ling Qingxuan waved, "Go ahead."

"Teacher... do you still have an umbrella yourself?"

Yu Zhuo held these things and didn't know what to think.

She was helping herself to find things, and because she was almost injured, she is taking care of him like this...why?

And he has never completely let go of her guard.

It can be said that he is wary of everyone.

This problem cannot be corrected.

"Me?" Ling Qingxuan nodded, "Yes."

Yu Zhuo left, and Ling Qingxuan returned the contents displayed on the computer to the database intact.

[Host, you will be regarded as a hacker like this. 】

Will it be killed?

[Cough, this is hard to say. 】

Aya Qingxuan was about to turn off the computer, but an email suddenly appeared on the computer.

She thought for a while and clicked.

The computer was quickly occupied by a virus, so Qing Qingxuan unhurriedly picked out the basic program book from the space, flipped through it quickly, and started typing on the keyboard.

【Host, are you here to catch you? 】zz is a little flustered.

It looks like an invitation.

After a single operation, Ling Qingxuan successfully deciphered it and threw a virus program in the past.

She's someone who can even kill an AI program, that's not a problem.

zz is confused, [What invitation letter, host, are you going to be invited to drink tea in the sentence? 】

No, it's the guy over there.

【…there? ghost? 】

…

Under the transparent eaves of the teaching building, Yu Zhuo sat on the stone bench beside the vending machine.

He looked at the rain curtain, lost in thought.

All the files about his assistance back then were encrypted.

After that, he changed cities and schools. It stands to reason that his former friends and classmates would not find him.

But how did that girl find him?

He had to find an opportunity to get more information. He intuited that there were people behind the girl who helped her.

Yu Zhuo sighed.

"Senior!"

The girl came to him with a look of joy, Yu Zhuo looked up and saw that it was the school girl from last time.

He said politely: "Hello."

"Hello, senior, I didn't expect us to meet here. It's raining heavily. Have you brought an umbrella?"

Yu Zhuo nodded, "Bring it."

"Hey, I didn't bring it." The girl looked at him pitifully, "Senior, can you give me a ride?"

She really didn't bring an umbrella.

But Yu Zhuo felt that after one helping, the junior girl's feelings for him would definitely be revived.

So Yu Zhuo suddenly said with a serious face: "Do you know the ghost story on rainy days? Let's tell you when we go together."

Yu Zhuo felt relieved after hearing the screams in his heart.

"Senior...you, you're too much! You can't find a girlfriend like this!" The junior girl put down her restraint, roared a few words, and left.

Yu Zhuo didn't even want to look for it.

Get all your college credits first.

He waited for a while, the door below the teaching building opened, Ling Qingxuan looked up at the gust of wind and rain, and stepped forward.

Yu Zhuo, who was hiding behind the vending machine, pursed her lips and was silent. She really didn't bring an umbrella.

Anyway, he lied to her so many times.

Being deceived by her this time is nothing.

It's her, why is she so special to herself.

The strong wind blew, and Ling Qingxuan finally knew what it felt like to be weak, and she was directly blown back to the steps by the wind.

Aya Qingxuan:…

Why can't the original owner even handle a wind?

[Cough, because I'm too thin. 】

Ling Qingxuan took out the spirit sword.

Just throw away the spirit sword and kill this rain.

[…The host calms down. 】Do you think you are an alien!

Part of the raindrops floated in, and a shadow fell on her head. Ling Qingxuan looked sideways, "You haven't left yet?"

Yu Zhuo tilted his head and responded in a muffled voice, "Because I'm buying water."

He put the can of hot milk tea he just bought into her hand, "I still have to hold an umbrella. Teacher, please help me with it."

Ling Qingxuan was quite puzzled, "Don't you still have a hand?"

Yu Zhuo: "...the strap of the satchel is broken and can't be opened."

Then she can hold an umbrella.

【Host! 】

cough.

Aya Qingxuan did not speak.

Entering the gust of wind again, Ling Qingxuan reached out and pinched Yu Zhuo's sleeve.

It's the wind, she didn't deliberately take advantage.

Yu Zhuo just saw her being blown back by the wind with his own eyes, and said understandingly, "Teacher can hold my arm."

Since the little guy said so, you're welcome.

Ling Qingxuan held back generously, but Yu Zhuo couldn't hold back his breath.

Aya-sensei's inner voice just now seemed to be killing the weather.

Is the teacher actually a middle school girl?

And what did he say, hold his arm?

Isn't this taking advantage of teachers in an open and honest way?

"Teacher, do you have a boyfriend?"

"no."

Phew, that's good, I didn't offend the teacher's boyfriend.

Ling Qingxuan suddenly asked, "Is your waist okay?"

Yu Zhuo was shocked, and he almost forgot about his waist.

It's been really rough lately.

"Okay, it's not that serious."

"Oh…"

Yu Zhuo always felt that he heard a pity, what kind of illusion.

"Teacher, where are you going?" Take a look at where they are going, and Yu Zhuo decides where to go for the umbrella.

"canteen."

Auntie Dacai said that she would make a deluxe version of bread for her today.

Yu Zhuo, who heard her voice, stopped and looked down at her, "Teacher, you..."

When did you have such a good relationship with the canteen auntie!

"Um?"

"It's nothing, it just so happens that I'm going too."

After sending Ling Qingxuan to the cafeteria, Yu Zhuo put away the umbrella.

"Here, your milk tea." Ling Qingxuan was going to return it to him.

Yu Zhuo had bought it to warm her hands. The boy said, "The milk tea and bread are just right. Teacher, drink it."

"Then..." Ling Qingxuan paused and said, "The bread will be divided into half for you later."

Yu Zhuo: ...Teacher, your expression seems to be very embarrassing.