Ye Ling wasn't uptight either; she walked over and sat down on a chair. "I want to borrow your notes; if you're using them, I can borrow them for a few days to copy them down and go through them slowly."
"Why suddenly want to borrow notes from me?" Xiang Weilai thought for a moment. "Zhiyuan is better at studying than me; borrowing his would be more useful, wouldn't it?"
"I just want to borrow yours." Ye Ling almost said that she didn't think much of him.
Xiang Weilai laughed, "Alright then, my notes are at home, I'll bring them over to you before school."
"Thank you." Ye Ling felt a bit embarrassed about how readily Xiang Weilai lent his notes and wanted to say something grateful but didn't know what to say.
Xiang Weilai stood up, "We're living in the same compound; borrowing notes is not a big deal, no need to feel embarrassed. I don't have lessons like you guys, so I'll head off first."
