Everything is quiet, and the night is deep.

The wall clock on the wall ticked and pointed to two in the morning.

Su Yifeng's tall figure enveloped the table lamp, his deep eyes fell on the English word list intently, and his long fingers picked up the coffee cup at his hand from time to time and took a sip.

At one corner of the table, there were five empty coffee cups, and only a little remaining brown liquid settled at the bottom.

Whenever her eyelids were about to close, the scene of her holding back tears in his arms that day would appear in his mind...

He watched her cry at that time, but was so helpless.

And the only thing he can do for her now is to do his best to fulfill her wishes.

The next day, the two of them took the subway to school as usual.

In the crowded crowd, Lin Xiyue took out the English textbook from her schoolbag while gnawing on the bread and memorizing the words every second.

The carriage was shaking, and she felt a little sleepy after reading a few words.

Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of Su Yifeng who was holding an English textbook, holding a pen with her slender fingers, and dictating the words in the blank space of the textbook.

The light and shadow outside the window were clearly extinguished, his eyelashes were hanging down, and the perfect silhouette was reflected on the car window.

No wonder people often say that serious men are the most attractive. At this moment, his eyelashes trembled slightly, which attracted her attention.

Seeing her gaze, Su Yifeng was still writing words in his hand, raised his eyes from the paper and raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? Suddenly I found out that I was very handsome and fascinated by me?"

"That's...that's not!" Lin Xiyue blushed unconsciously and pointed to the English textbook in his hand, "Don't you... hate memorizing words the most?"

"It's really annoying." Su Yifeng turned the textbook in his hand over a page, looking at her black and white and moist eyes for a moment, "But suddenly I feel that I have to work hard."

He is particularly good at subject matter, and no one can match mathematics, physics and chemistry, and even Yin Haochen is not his opponent. However, because he hates rote memorization, the subjects in liberal arts are not very good, so he pulled the total score back.

In fact, he has always been indifferent to things like grades.

But now, he has a reason to work hard.

"Why?" Lin Xiyue was watched by him, and her heart beat coldly.

"Because... I know, you don't want to be with him." He said lightly, looking at her with a firm look.

He carefully did not mention Yin Haochen's name, for fear of touching the wound she had just healed.

Hearing this sentence, Lin Xiyue widened her eyes and almost rushed over. Her white and tender hands pulled his cuffs: "Su Yifeng, are you planning to sacrifice yourself for me, take the last exam for yourself, and then continue to be a deskmate with him? So you are reading books now so that you can perfectly avoid all the correct answers at that time?"

I have to admit that she was quite touched.

Although he was a little short of liberal arts, his total score was among the top ten in the class. He actually became the last in the class for her sake.

Su Yifeng knocked her head helplessly with the English book in her hand: "Erxi, your brain is a good thing, but it's a pity that you don't."

Forget it, don’t tell her first, and then give her a surprise if she gets the first place in the class.
Chapter completed!