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"...Okay, trouble you guys."

Looking at the two people who were kindly invited, Karuizawa Megumi agreed to them, who was okay with their senses.

Xia Ming patted the **** the head and said with relief: "Then you and Sister Sha can stay here."

To be honest, Xia Ming couldn't guess the thoughts of the other two girls, but it didn't matter, they just needed to guess what they were thinking.

"Huh? Isn't Xia Ming together?"

Shibata Sa, who heard that Karuizawa promised to stay, thought that Xia Minghui would also be with him.

"Ah, I just said that, I have other things to do—"

Xia Ming smiled, and again raised the book in his hand and said: "This time I also came to return the book by the way. After all, I have read all of these, and I want to change a batch."

"So... "War and Peace"?"

Shibata Sa glanced at the books in Xia Ming's hands, scratched the back of his head, and said with some admiration: "Xia Ming is really amazing. I'm still worried about textbook knowledge. You are already reading this kind of extracurricular books. "

"Nothing, these literary books are purely my personal hobby."

Shaking his head, Xia Ming said: "Then, I'll go now, everyone bye."

"Hey wait—"

Hei Yusha stopped Xia Ming, who was about to leave, and handed over the "Count of Monte Cristo" in her hand: "I have read this one you borrowed from me last time."

"Oh yes yes yes—"

Xia Ming took the book suddenly, "I almost forgot."

Hei Yusha grinned and cursed: "Idiot."

"Humph-"

With a small snort, Xia Ming turned and left.

PS1: It seems to write no brain push... the brain cells are dying

Chapter 107 Soft Girl!

"Philosophy and religion, general social sciences, general natural sciences, biological sciences, literature and art... I have it, so let's do it here."

Holding the basic book to be returned, Xia Ming went around the library to check the classification, and chose the type of books that he would like to borrow next-both return and borrowing had to go to the front desk to register. He planned to find the book to be borrowed. , And then went to the front desk to solve it in one go.

""Jane Eyre", "Wuthering Heights", "Agnes Gray"..." Skimming the works of the three Brontë sisters, Xia Ming continued to walk towards the novel area that interests him.

""Five Red Herrings", "Murder Advertisement", "Nine Songs of Death Knell"..."

Dorothy L. Sayers, a well-known mystery writer, and Agatha Christie and Josephine Tiey are also known as the three queens of mystery detectives, such a famous person, the library naturally includes her writings Novel books.

Although for students, there may not be many people paying attention to the novels written by these modern writers, but this does not prevent Xia Ming from loving their works.

Put the books in your hands on the plastic basket next to the bookshelf, and then stand up.

Standing in the mystery section, Xia Ming tapped his finger on the shelf bone, and he looked at the rows of mystery novels, thinking about borrowing them back.

Although there is still a lot of stock in the room, but...Would you like to ask them to come and help move the books after Hui and the others have finished the study session?

"Um…"

In another posture, Xia Ming, who was the thinker sculpture, suddenly heard a slight noise.

A little curious, he stuck out his face and looked sideways to the source of the sound-in front of a bookshelf next to him, the back of a girl with long silver-gray hair came into view.

"Well…"

Xia Ming blinked. Although he didn't know this girl, he could know her thoughts now.

The bookshelves of this library are not low, there are even low stools for footsteps not far away, and there are special ladders a little farther away-looking at the back of the girl trying to stretch out her hand, it is estimated that the book she wants is just stuck in it. It's a sad thing to be able to get a place.

"Do you need help?"

"Ugh?"

There was an immature sound like innocence. The girl who was fighting with her height put down her tiptoe feet. She turned her head and looked behind her, and found Xia Ming with her head poking out from the side of the bookshelf.

"That... are you?"

"Just call me Xia Ming—"

Xia Ming walked slowly to the girl's side, and asked softly: "Do you want the "Long Sleep"?

The girl nodded hesitantly.

"Let me help you."

"Huh...? But..."

Under the slightly drooping eyes are a pair of purple-blue eyes, and the petite boy in front of them is reflected in the pupils, and the girl looks startled.

With his knees bounced slightly, Xia Ming quickly and accurately grabbed Raymond Chanler's work from the bookshelf.

"Here, here you are, girls like you will like books in this style, it's quite rare."

Xia Ming, who raised his eyes slightly, smiled, and passed the detective novel in his hand—this is a quiet and beautiful girl, and she got together with the representative work of "Tough Guy Detective" such as "Eternal Sleep". It's really subtle.

The girl's eyes lit up and she said in a high-pitched voice: "Do you like to read mystery novels, too?"

"Um-"

Although the girl seems to have a high-pitched voice, her voice has always been soft, and it sounds very comfortable. This makes Xia Ming enjoy some, and even the movement of nodding her head is a lot slower: "It should be said, more than It's a mystery novel, I like all good-looking works."

The girl holding the book in both hands laughed happily. Although her voice was still soft, her expression looked quite enthusiastic: "Me too, by the way, have you read any novels lately?"

"Me? I've seen a lot of—"

There are indeed a lot of books in his room-Xia Ming tilted his head and thought about it: "Um...like "Worry-Relief Grocery Store", "Suspect X's Dedication", and "War and Peace".

The "Count of Monte Cristo" loaned to Black Feather does not count, these are the three books he brought today.

The girl blinked her eyes, and suddenly said in a sad voice in a low voice: "Please tell the count that I did harm to him. Please forgive me."

"..."

Xia Ming was a little stunned. Even though he reacted, he chuckled, "Have you really loved that bad guy?"

The girl lowered her head, her little hand wiped her face as if she was wiping tears: "Please don't call him a bad guy, but...I don't know anything..."