It was a beautiful sky outside the window, and Mo Xiaoyan was sitting by the window, leaning on his head with one hand and pressing the book with the other. His eyes were looking at the blue sky without a trace of clouds. His whole mind didn't know where in the universe he had escaped.

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Five years ago, during the first semester of high school, the Tomb-Sweeping Day holiday had just ended, but to be precise, the school started on the afternoon of the Tomb-Sweeping Day holiday.

Sophomore year is the time for liberal arts and science subjects, and in May everyone will submit their expression of interest.

Mo Xiaoyan only felt that from birth to now, she was born for the literary career of the motherland - she must choose liberal arts. However, the mock exam before the Qingming Festival severely hit Mo Xiaoyan's self-esteem, and it was just for herself.

Because of her low self-esteem, Mo Xiaoyan quarreled with her teacher and was pulled to the corridor of the classroom and made to stand.

The weather that day was very bad. Although there was not a drop of rain from beginning to end, the sky remained gloomy. The road was invisible very early, lights were on everywhere on the teaching building, and the wind was howling in the air, tearing everywhere.

As he stood in the corridor, Mo Xiaoyan even imagined that there were a lot of ghosts around him, waving their teeth and claws at him, mocking and teasing him wantonly, and he was so smart that he thought he couldn't see it.

The wind was so strong that Mo Xiaoyan huddled in the corner of the back door, pressed her back tightly against the locked door, and argued and fought with the ghosts in her mind.

"Bang--"

"Boom——"

"Pah——"

First a table was thrown out of the door next to it, then there was the sound of a pile of books falling to the floor, and then a chair.

There was an uproar in the classroom, and then there was deathly silence again, except for a shrill female voice roaring.

A few minutes later, a female teacher in a pink suit and permed hair rushed out of the classroom angrily and stood opposite Mo Xiaoyan, with her hands on her hips and squinting eyes, staring at the door opposite.

At that time, Mo Xiaoyan instantly forgot all his worries and was full of curiosity, wanting to poke his head in to see what was going on. But the woman in front of him stared at her as if she could read minds. Under her powerful aura,

Mo Xiaoyan immediately restrained himself, lowered his head, and looked repentant.

"If we don't break up, you can have class outside the classroom!" The female teacher walked away with her high heels clattering.

"Hi -" Mo Xiaoyan greeted the figure who was carrying the table with his back to him.

He straightened the table with his back, and then looked back at Mo Xiaoyan who was huddled behind the door. He had bright eyes, angular face, broken hair, and he was a head taller than Mo Xiaoyan when he stood up - he was a handsome guy.

"Hi-" The handsome guy looked around the empty corridor and realized that Mo Xiaoyan was greeting him.

"I was made to stand because I talked back to our Chinese teacher. What about you?" I have to say that Mo Xiaoyan's conversational skills need to be improved.

"Let's talk about love," the handsome guy was not angry at all. He even raised his head and smiled softly at Nok Xiaoyan, "Can you help me pick up the book?"

"It's necessary, it's necessary," Mo Xiaoyan hurriedly stepped forward without thinking, "Are you in a relationship with your teacher?"

"What?" The handsome guy stopped what he was doing.

"No, the instant noodles just said that you are not allowed to enter the classroom without breaking up, so - I'm joking, haha," Mo Xiaoyan immediately realized what he said and wanted to explain, but found that his explanation was very lacking.

beat.

"Instant Noodles, that's interesting," the handsome guy smiled and continued to pack up the books he had scattered on the floor.

All the books were picked up quickly. The handsome guy put one book on the left and another on the right. The whole table was arranged neatly. Then he quietly pulled up the stool and sat in front of the table.

After picking up the book, Mo Xiaoyan just quietly retreated to the corner and stared at the handsome guy in a daze.

"Sit down!" The handsome guy pulled his chair to Mo Xiaoyan.

"I was punished to stand," Mo Xiaoyan waved her hands hurriedly, "sitting down violated my punishment."

"Then you think you should be punished?" The handsome guy didn't insist, but just took back his chair and stood there.

"How could I be wrong?" Mo Xiaoyan immediately scolded his Chinese teacher arrogantly. He actually gave his essay a score of 38 points. 38 points, is it because he did not write an argumentative essay? The title of the essay clearly stated that

There is no limit to the subject matter, and prose is naturally correct. Why would I get the lowest score?

"Then take a seat," the handsome guy handed the chair to Mo Xiaoyan again, "You're not wrong."

"That's right." After hesitating, Mo Xiaoyan felt that what the handsome guy said made sense, so she took the stool and sat on it.

"What's your name?" The handsome guy without a stool sat directly on the table.

"Mo Xiaoyan, where are you?" Mo Xiaoyan looked up at the taller handsome guy and asked.

"Chen Chen," his beautiful eyes were shining brightly against the light.

"Ding dong——" is the text message prompt tone of the mobile phone.

Mo Xiaoyan finally came to his senses, smoothed his hair that was blown by the wind, and checked his incoming mail.

"Sister Yan, you are so capable, our president has gone to the library, please wish yourself well!"

The signature is Sun Jingjing.

No, come again? Mo Xiaoyan immediately squatted down from his seat, put his hands on his chest and prayed, never be discovered, never be discovered.

"Sister Yan," this is Jiang Yuhan.

Mo Xiaoyan quickly signaled her not to speak, "Jiang Kai is coming to the library, shush——"

"We've gone back," Jiang Yuhan pulled the chair next to Mo Xiaoyan, "Sister Yan, don't be afraid, I've sent him away."

"Really?" Mo Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and then stood up from under the table.

"Aren't you going to stay in the dormitory and sleep?" Mo Xiaoyan still looked a little worriedly into the corridor.

"I also want to read a book to recharge my batteries or something. I'm not just good at sleeping. Don't talk nonsense," Jiang Yuhan pulled Mo Xiaoyan's arm hard.

"Oh, that's right," Mo Xiaoyan said absently, "it would be good to read more books."

"Sister Yan," Jiang Yuhan kicked Mo Xiaoyan under the table and pulled Mo Xiaoyan's arm on top of the table, "Senior Shen!"

"What?" Mo Xiaoyan turned around and saw Shen Chen sitting opposite him, looking down at the book in his hand.

"Senior, what a coincidence, you are also in the library," Jiang Yuhan said hello to the other side.

"Good afternoon," Shen Chen put down the book and responded with a smile.

"This is our room director - Mo Xiaoyan, we all call her Sister Yan," Jiang Yuhan firmly grabbed Mo Xiaoyan's arm, "Sister Yan, this is the senior Shen I often mention to you - Shen Chen."

Shen Chen didn't answer, and Mo Xiaoyan didn't speak either. There seemed to be something between the two of them, as if even the air couldn't flow between them.

"Hello, what I said and did last night may have been a bit excessive, I'm sorry," Shen Chen smiled and continued to lower his head and read.

"It's okay, it's just that I was a little bit uncomfortable yesterday -" Mo Xiaoyan held it in for a long time, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Sister Yan, we have some little troubles recently. We don't care about those little things," Jiang Yuhan laughed and whispered in Mo Xiaoyan's ear, "Actually, it was Senior Shen who called me. He said he was in the library. I met you, but you didn’t talk to him, so——”

"When?" Mo Xiaoyan felt a wave of panic. When did this person sit across from her? The person sitting across from her was obviously a girl!

"Twenty or thirty minutes ago, right?" Jiang Yuhan paused, "Sister Mo, did you not see Senior Shen or are you really angry?"

"Actually -" Mo Xiaoyan's mind was confused again and again, "Actually, I just woke up and I didn't know he was here."

"That's it," Jiang Yuhan adjusted her sitting posture, "Senior, it wasn't that Sister Mo ignored you just now, but she fell asleep, so she didn't answer you when you called her."

Mo Xiaoyan didn't know whether she wanted to strangle herself to death or Jiang Yuhan.

"Well," Shen Chen looked meaningfully at Mo Xiaoyan, who was looking crazy at the side, "it seems that the things that have been bothering you recently are indeed troublesome enough."

"That's right," Jiang Yuhan couldn't hold her back anymore, "The person that Sister Mo liked before contacted Sister Mo again and said that he wanted to have a good talk, but you know, they have already broken up, or it was because of a misunderstanding. "

"Jiang Yuhan!" Mo Xiaoyan finally understood that the person she wanted to strangle was not herself but the big mouth next to her.

"Is what I said wrong?" Jiang Yuhan said firmly, "Although there may be some differences, the general meaning is this. I heard what you said this morning."

Sure enough, falling in love can make a person's IQ lower, even if it is a secret love, it will also cause serious harm to the person who is deeply involved in it. Among the four people in the dormitory, Jiang Yuhan is the most well-behaved and will not talk nonsense, but now, no In two minutes, she told the person opposite her everything about herself - the person opposite her that she was so obsessed with.

"Yu Han, you can't talk about other people's private affairs," Shen Chen closed his book, "Do you have time in the evening? In your dormitory."

"Yes, yes, I have time," Jiang Yuhan replied immediately.

"I'll treat you to dinner as an apology," he said while looking at Mo Xiaoyan.

"Actually no -" Mo Xiaoyan instinctively wanted to refuse.

"Okay, okay, I'll call Sun Sisi and the others," Jiang Yuhan was already possessed.

"At six o'clock that evening, I'll call you and tell you the location." Shen Chen stood up and pushed away his chair, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Senior, walk slowly," Jiang Yuhan didn't give Mo Xiaoyan a chance to speak, "See you in the evening, senior!"

In the end, Jiang Yuhan waved to the empty aisle for more than two minutes before sitting down.

"Jiang Yuhan, do you like him very much?" Mo Xiaoyan crossed his arms on his chest.

"Yeah, yeah, I like it very much," she replied without thinking.

"Then, what if he is very carefree?" Mo Xiaoyan tried to speak tactfully, "What if you get hurt if you like him? Will you still like him?"

"I still like it," Jiang Yuhan's eyes almost burst into tears, "Love is a process that may get hurt. My view on love is: I don't care if it lasts forever, I only care about what I once had, sadomasochism or something like that, in order to better reflect love. of preciousness.”

"It's so unreasonable," Mo Xiaoyan objected to this concept with both hands.

"Sister Yan, don't you like Senior Shen?" Jiang Yuhan looked at Mo Xiaoyan with wide eyes.

"Of course I don't," Mo Xiaoyan suddenly panicked, "Why should I like him?"

"Then even if it's for me, don't be so tit-for-tat with the seniors," Jiang Yuhan pouted, "If you're like this, it would be very embarrassing for me to be in the middle of you."

"You don't have to worry about me, really." Realizing the fondness in her words, Mo Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, "What you do with him will not affect our relationship."

"But, I hope my future boyfriend can get along well with everyone in our dormitory, can't I?" Jiang Yuhan looked innocently.

"Okay, okay, I will try to get along with him peacefully," Mo Xiaoyan immediately surrendered.

"Then let's start tonight, let's go to dinner together," Jiang Yuhan immediately smiled and texted the other two people with her mobile phone.

"As long as you're happy," Mo Xiaoyan lowered her head and looked at the preface, not knowing where her heart had gone.
Chapter completed!