She spent the entire morning study session resting.
Yin Xiaomeng, who had been listless not long ago, barely managed to recover some of her usual energy.
The bell signaling the end of the morning study session rang.
The girl, who had dozed off for a while with her head on the desk, reluctantly lifted herself up.
“Mm—hah…”
She stretched long and hard.
Outside the window, clusters of balloon vines in the flower bed were covered in abundant fruit on their slender branches.
The scenery was pleasant, but the classmates in the classroom had no time to appreciate this rare beauty.
Everyone maintained almost the same posture, heads down, looking at the English exercise book that had been opened on their desks and never turned a page.
A few boys even had some unidentified liquid starting to form at the corners of their mouths…
The entire classroom was so quiet that even the involuntary sound Yin Xiaomeng made after getting up and stretching could be heard clearly.
Situ Ling, sitting next to the girl, had already evolved from simply propping her head up and pretending not to be asleep into blatantly lying face-down on the desk, snoring loudly.
The all-in-one teaching machine was still playing English listening comprehension that rivaled the best ASMR for sleep—
As the class monitor and the primary culprit who led the charge in sleeping during morning study, a certain girl sheepishly withdrew her raised arm, pulled out the English exercise book she had finished long ago from her school uniform bag brought from home, briefly searched through it, and flipped open the pages assigned for today’s morning session.
She laid it flat on the desk…
Trying to create the image that she hadn’t been sleeping and had been earnestly listening and answering questions the whole time.
The slight snoring of the girl beside her tickled her heart.
“…”
After setting the book down, Yin Xiaomeng almost instinctively tilted her head to look at the loli with an unbearably cute sleeping face, struggling to suppress the urge to reach out and poke her cheek.
To be honest, she didn’t know why…
Just thinking that such a cute girl in the future wouldn’t be able to become her girlfriend, and might even hold hands with those boys or something…
Made her inexplicably irritated.
‘Maybe…’
‘It’s just because I spend the longest time with her, so emotionally I’m more unwilling to part with her?’
She strongly denied another explanation deep in her heart concerning possessiveness.
Her fingers unconsciously pinched the strands of hair that had fallen below the desk.
If you looked into it, that explanation was still a bit forced…
But it was undeniable that since she had become this girl, the person who had been by her side the longest really did seem to be just Situ Ling…
Although Zhang Ma lived and ate with her, the actual time they truly communicated or accompanied each other every day was at most five or six hours.
“Sigh…”
She couldn’t help herself.
Her fair finger poked the girl’s soft cheek, effortlessly pressing a shallow dent.
“…”
“…”
Probably because she wasn’t sleeping deeply enough?
Just as Yin Xiaomeng was about to take advantage and use both hands, the girl lying slightly sideways on the desk slowly opened her eyes.
“…”
Their eyes met.
The girl caught in the act pretended not to notice and withdrew her finger.
To make herself look as if she hadn’t done anything, she guiltily sat up straight and averted her gaze.
Obviously, that made her look even more suspicious.
“…Morning.”
“Monitor… is morning study… over?”
The just-woken Situ Ling didn’t seem to have her usual grumpy demeanor toward outsiders.
Her moist, emerald eyes shimmered as if waves were rippling…
Maybe it was because her fever from yesterday hadn’t fully recovered?
Her soft, slightly nasal voice, combined with her cute loli appearance, was an absolutely devastating critical hit for a certain lesbian.
Even a special variant.
Of course, the moment she thought about how Situ Ling liked boys and was still single, her originally fluttering heart instantly calmed down.
“…”
Yin Xiaomeng despised how pathetic she was.
“Yeah, it’s over.”
“Wake up a bit. We have math class soon…”
“I remember we’re supposed to continue the lesson. You need to listen carefully… if there’s anything you don’t understand, write it down, and I’ll explain it to you after class.”
She rubbed the head of the loli who was tilting slightly toward her.
Then, bracing her hands on the desk, she stood up with some effort.
The girl looked around at the classmates gradually emerging from their semi-comatose state due to the end-of-morning-study bell.
She shuffled her feet and walked unsteadily to the podium.
She stopped the hypnotic music that was still working its magic.
Rubbing her sore eyes a bit forcefully, she silently vowed never to contact that chatterbox No. 3 before going to bed again…
The gossip she spilled was one explosion after another…
So shocking that she had to do problems until the early hours before finally feeling sleepy.
It felt even more exhausting than going on a date with that Bai Ruoxi character…
“…”
Although part of the blame could be placed on the university-level knowledge she’d studied ahead strangling her, making her scratch her head and stress out, Yin Xiaomeng felt the majority of the fault still lay with that Lin Qingya, also known as No. 3.
After all, if the other hadn’t sent her those shocking things, she wouldn’t have gotten the stupid idea of solving difficult problems because she couldn’t sleep.
“Sigh…”
“So, does that bestie of No. 3 like boys or girls…?”
“What does she mean by her boyfriend is her girlfriend’s girlfriend…?”
“…”
She still couldn’t figure out how the Chinese characters she knew could be arranged into such a bizarre order.
Her fingers operated the touchscreen as her mind wandered—
Until the moment a soft body pressed against her from behind, she snapped her attention back from the heavens.
“Monitor…”
“Your English, your English practice—lend it to me to copy, pretty please~?”
Unlike the naturally soft, loli-like impression from just after waking up, the now fully awake Situ Ling spoke with a syrupy, ingratiating tone that was hard to describe in simple words.
The girl looked at the softness pressing against her arm and took a deep breath.
With great skill, she used the thought ‘She’s not a lesbian, and she’s still a single dog’ to forcefully suppress her evil intentions.
“…No.”
“…”
The girl persisted in her pampering.
Yin Xiaomeng took a deep breath, struggling to suppress her wavering.
“…”
“…”
Situ Ling kept attacking the girl’s defenses.
“…”
“…Just this once.”
Yin Xiaomeng conceded first—
“Yay!”
A certain golden-haired, loser-bestie cheered, hopping off the podium, grabbed the monitor’s exercise book, and began scribbling furiously on her desk.