There are many ants running back and forth busily next to the gaps in the floor tiles.

Set goals, start taking action, and achieve results.

If you don't think about so many questions about "why", maybe you can enter the most efficient state.

Just like these hard-working ants.

It is a pity that the so-called [human heart]...

It's something that gets stuck in an endless loop in all kinds of weird places.

There is no other way but to enlighten yourself.

Wayne looked at the ants silently for a while, patted his thighs and tried to stand up.

But when he raised his head, he saw another beautiful figure standing outside the shade of the tree.

"It's you..."

His voice was a little difficult. "Singing ceremony."

…

Has anyone ever experienced the feeling of waiting for someone for a long time with uneasiness, only to wait for a pigeon?

I have experienced the singing ceremony.

Originally, I came to school in a very angry mood.

They even decided not to talk to him again.

However, when I heard someone say that he was sick, all I felt in my heart was worry.

Good thing about Chris, too.

It's also good about himself.

Why do I always accommodate him?

"Since I still have time to observe the ants, it doesn't look as serious as the rumors." Ge Li said with a cold expression.

Feeling that her tone was very unpleasant, Wayne smiled bitterly and said: "It's just a little uncomfortable at first, it's nothing serious."

As a result, Chrissy's polite behavior also reached Geli's ears.

Even the warmth of being cared for feels like hurting another person.

Why...has it become like this?

Wayne smiled to himself.

"Singing Ceremony."

He suddenly asked: "Do you think there are conditions for liking someone?"

Even I don't quite understand what kind of answer I want to get by asking such a question.

Maybe it's because I want to gain her approval.

However--

"Of course there are conditions." She said without thinking.

"Why else wouldn't I like a pig?"

As if she thought this answer was too concise, she added a special sentence: "No, maybe liking a pig is much better than liking you."

In response to his slightly strange question, Geli showed a somewhat surprised expression.

"You don't go to class just to hide and think about this kind of thing?"

Yeah……

Wayne nodded, "I understand."

Geli looked at the expression on his face quietly for a moment and sighed.

"I always feel like you don't look right. Did you have a fight with Chris again?"

Being asked directly by Song Li made me feel slightly embarrassed.

In her mind, what kind of image does she have?

"This really doesn't exist."

He took a few deep breaths and forced himself to cheer up. "I have to go back."

After all, it's class time now.

"Wait, wait a moment."

Seeing that he had stood up from the bench, Geli bit his lip and walked into the shade of the tree.

Wayne looked at her doubtfully.

She struggled a lot and then asked in a low voice: "Did Chris do anything to you after he took you back that day?"

"...I didn't do anything, just said a few words." Wayne covered it up.

"Oh, that's right. She is still very concerned about losing to you in painting, and she seems to be thinking of competing a few more times."

Thinking of this, he vaguely reminded Ge Li: "So, no matter what reason she uses, don't write in front of her."

Otherwise, you will definitely overturn the car and roll over violently.

Ge Li frowned and said, "I know."

"That's it, I'll go back to the team first." Wayne waved to her, "I will go to your house to find you when I have time."

After saying this, he paused.

But in the end, he left without looking back.

Only Ge Li was left, standing silently by the bench for a long time.

"When you are free...when do you mean?"

she said to herself.

…

At this moment.

On the other side of the shade, Chris was undergoing practical training under the guidance of Tasia.

"Try to concentrate." Tasia stretched out her right hand, index finger, and middle finger together and pointed forward.

She tilted her head slightly and her gaze extended from her fingertips.

At the same time, a dazzling beam of light burst out from between the fingers, accurately hitting the red crosshair that had been hung between the two tree trunks.

Full marks!

"If you don't concentrate, the magic you summon will also become weaker."

Tasia retracted her hand.

"Wow -" Chris clapped her hands vigorously with an expression full of admiration.

Tasia showed a helpless look: "Chris, didn't we agree to assist you in training? Why am I the only one doing the demonstration..."

Chris's clapping movements froze.

"Eh? That's because Tasia's gesture of using magic is so beautiful that I was fascinated by it without even realizing it... Well, that's right!"

She kept nodding her little head, trying to pass the test cutely.

Being praised so directly by her, Tasia's face turned a suspicious red.

"Yes, really...thank you for the compliment."

Wayne crossed his arms on his chest and stood not far away, looking at the two of them speechlessly.

Wait, what the hell is this weird pink atmosphere!

He shook his head.

After giving Tasia the ecstasy soup, Chris turned her eyes and was surprised to see Wayne's figure.

Her eyes lit up and she waved to him.

Wayne raised his eyebrows.

How should I put it... I always feel like it won't be a good thing.

But he still walked over obediently.

"What's wrong, Chrissy?"

As if she still disliked his slow movements, Chris took a few steps forward and grabbed his hand impatiently, pulling him to Tasia's side.

"Starting today, our practical investigation must begin!"

She said to the two people in front of her with a serious face.
To be continued...