Ever since he was a child, Mo Xiaoyan has been partial to literature rather than theory. He loves words but not numbers. He would rather memorize words than do arithmetic.

Therefore, when choosing liberal arts and science subjects in the first year of high school, Mo Xiaoyan's decision made everyone regret it.

Even Mo Xiaoyan's head teacher couldn't believe it and even dragged her to drink tea in the office for two hours.

Mo Xiaoyan's father agreed with Mo Xiaoyan's choice of science, because in Yan's father's subconscious mind, science majors would be more popular than liberal arts majors.

But Mo Xiaoyan's mother couldn't understand. How could she not know what kind of material her daughter was?

For this reason, Mo Xiaoyan was questioned by Yan's mother for a long time at home.

Finally, with Mo Xiaoyan's witty answer and firm eyes, this decision was accepted by everyone.

Making such a decision, Mo Xiaoyan also felt uneasy.

This choice was not based on my own strengths, but on my own selfishness.

There is no reason, I just want to get closer to him.

"Hello -" It was Zhao Xin who called me at home during the winter vacation. Mo Xiaoyan was watching TV with her mother in the living room. When the phone rang, Mo Xiaoyan jumped up and hurriedly ran to her room.

"Mo Xiaoyan, congratulations!" Zhao Xin was also happy on the other end of the phone, "You are in the same class as the male idol!"

"Really?" Mo Xiaoyan jumped up. Zhao Xin was his good friend since junior high school. Although he was not in the same class, because he also chose science, he was dragged to the school to help by his original class teacher. Mo Xiaoyan said

I want to know something from her first.

"There's no way, we're destined to be together!" Zhao Xin congratulated her, "And I'm in the same class as you!"

"Really? In the same class?" Mo Xiaoyan deliberately ignored the previous sentence, "That's great, I can ask you questions I don't understand in my studies in the future!"

"Okay," Zhao Xin agreed, "I've decided to live on campus, what about you?"

"Me?" Mo Xiaoyan subconsciously looked in the direction of the living room, "I won't. My home is not far from the school, and my parents won't agree."

"That's okay. I also said that we would live in bunk beds together," Zhao Xin put away her disappointment, "If one day you are unhappy with your family and want to stay with me, you can come to my dormitory to play!"

"Okay, we can explore and study," Mo Xiaoyan smiled.

"Hey, do you still need me? Isn't there a male god?" Zhao Xin joked, "My science scores are so good."

"Oh, I told you, we're not very familiar with each other, we just met and talked once," Mo Xiaoyan bit her nails coquettishly.

The two talked for a long time before hanging up the phone.

After that, on the first day of school, Mo Xiaoyan was so happy that she even borrowed a second-year science book to read.

On the first day of the second year of high school, Mo Xiaoyan was assigned to the same class as Shen Chen as expected.

But due to performance issues, the two of them missed the distance by three rows.

Shen Chen is in the middle of the second row, and Mo Xiaoyan is in the middle of the fifth row.

After much deliberation, Mo Xiaoyan didn't have the courage to go up the mountain to say hello.

You can't just walk over and knock on someone else's desk, "Hey, I'm the girl you were chatting with last time when your teacher threw your desk into the aisle, right?"

It is said that that incident made his father so angry that he did not come to class for a week.

When I came later, my arm was still wrapped in a bandage.

Mo Xiaoyan once looked at him from a distance, fearing that he would feel embarrassed and sad. But, in fact, he was smiling.

He was really smiling and chatting with others on the railing. The sun shone sideways on his face, and Mo Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment.

My heart is really strong, I can handle this as nothing.

But yes, his desk was moved back during evening self-study. That night, because she was called by the head teacher to lecture him, Mo Xiaoyan did not have time to say goodbye to him. When she came back, there was nothing in the aisle.

, the lights in their class also went out.

Mo Xiaoyan always remembered him and asked about him everywhere.

In fact, after what happened that night, there was no need to ask, information about him was already circulating.

Some people say that he is a prodigal and has a bad character.

Some people also say that he was framed and tricked by his ex-girlfriend.

Others are digging into his past, where he studied, how many times he fell in love, and even who he kissed in kindergarten, all have precise descriptions, including noses and eyes.

Of course, some people also dug into his ex-girlfriend, who he knew, and what happened to Yang.

All kinds of rumors are flying around and spreading very widely.

"Mo Xiaoyan, are you going home for lunch?" After the first period of get out of class, Zhao Xin, who was sitting in the first row, asked Mo Xiaoyan, "Why don't you go over and say hello?"

"I won't go back for lunch at noon," Mo Xiaoyan motioned for her to keep her voice down, "Why are you saying hello? I'm not very familiar with you!"

"Isn't this embarrassing?" Zhao Xin pushed her, "I don't know her, wouldn't it be enough to just say hello?"

"No," Mo Xiaoyan's heart was beating fast. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he just didn't dare.

"How about I help you?" Zhao Xin gestured to go.

"If you keep doing this, I will ignore you!" Mo Xiaoyan was anxious and hurriedly grabbed her, "Don't be like this, it's very embarrassing!"

The two of them were tugging and tugging, and then the preparation bell rang.

"Okay, okay, I won't get involved," Zhao Xin compromised, but reminded her, "But you have to be careful. There are so many people who like her. If you don't act early and someone takes her away, you can

Don’t cry!”

Zhao Xin's words successfully drew away Mo Xiaoyan's soul. During the morning class, Mo Xiaoyan didn't listen to a word. He just stared at the back of someone's head and sat there worrying.

It was finally time for school to end, but Mo Xiaoyan sat still in her seat, staring at the person in front of her, her heartbeat thumping loudly.

He didn't go, he didn't go!

Mo Xiaoyan's heart beat faster. Everyone in the class left, leaving only two people, one behind the other, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

What to do? What to do? Mo Xiaoyan became even more nervous, lying on the table, not knowing what to do!

"Chen Chen?" Someone else is calling his name? Is it a girl?

Mo Xiaoyan's heart skipped a beat, she raised her head to look, and immediately fell down when she saw the face.

It's her! Isn't this his ex-girlfriend, Wang Sining? What's going on?

"What are you doing?" All you could hear was a cold voice.

"Are you hiding from me?" Wang Sining's words were full of anger.

"That's right," Shen Chen's words sounded casual, "We've already broken up, and there's no reason to see each other again, right?"

"Are you still doubting me?" Wang Sining sneered, "Am I that kind of person?"

"I don't know," Shen Chen said without expressing his opinion, "I just know that things will not come out of nowhere."

"So?" Wang Sining asked.

"Nip it in the bud," Shen Chen's expression was invisible. "People who break up are not suitable to be ordinary friends. After all, nothing has happened. It's also for your sake. After all, I'm so good. Your boyfriend There will be pressure.”

"Are you afraid that my feelings for you are gone?" Wang Sining laughed at himself, "Don't worry, I'm not that thick-skinned yet!"

"You are not thin-skinned, otherwise why would you pursue me?" These words were said in a plain tone, but to Mo Xiaoyan's ears, they sounded like blood, exploding in his ears.

"That's blindness." Wang Sining didn't show any weakness, "I am also a victim in this matter. I will definitely find the murderer behind the scenes! She must be one of those people who likes you. Do you dare to come with me? Find her?"

"I don't want to," Shen Chen refused decisively, "It has already happened and we have found it. Why don't you fight to death?"

"It seems you already know who it is?" Wang Sining stopped.

"Forget it," Shen Chen sighed, "I've watched too many palace battle dramas, so I'm crazy. There's nothing easy about people like this. But we really can't get too close anymore!"

"Hmph -" Wang Sining snorted, "I liked you quite a lot before, but now I have no interest in you or even you boys! Goodbye!"

"I won't send it off—" From the sound of the voice, Wang Sining was leaving.

After a long time, Mo Xiaoyan raised his head and looked ahead.

There is no one left.

A little disappointed, I sat there with my mouth pouted, holding a pen and blackening out all the letters in the English book in front of me.

"It seems very fun," someone pulled his textbook from beside him, took the pen in his hand, and started scribbling on it.

"Ah-" Mo Xiaoyan quickly blocked her mouth and suppressed the word "oh".

"Why don't you go home for lunch?" Shen Chen was scribbling carefully.

"No reply," Mo Xiaoyan nodded fiercely. After nodding, she realized that Shen Chen was not looking at her and hurriedly answered.

"Want to eat in the cafeteria?" Feeling dissatisfied, Shen Chen used an eraser to erase the scrawled words.

"No," the reply was simple and clear.

"Then where do you like to eat?" Shen Chen finished erasing what he had written and then went to erase what Mo Xiaoyan had written.

"I don't know!" Speaking of which, Mo Xiaoyan has never eaten at the snack street outside the school!

"Have you never eaten in the back street?" This is everyone's abbreviation for the commercial street behind the school.

"No," this is the truth. Mo Xiaoyan is a good boy. After school, he always walks forward from the school gate and never goes to the back!
To be continued...