Chapter 3: First Sight I

Seven years ago

I remember that year, Yan Mo was admitted to the best high school in the city, the High School Affiliated to Nanda University, and she came to the school with a notice with joy that day to register for new students. You know, she has always had mediocre grades, and being able to enter this high school is simply "shit luck"!

That year, I don't know why the high school affiliated to NTU announced the expansion of enrollment, and the announcement was particularly sudden. In previous years, she was surprised to enter a place where others couldn't squeeze in, and she was surprised to think that she could enter this school because of the mistake of the director of the teaching department when he dozed off.

It is said that that year, the principal temporarily announced that he would increase the number of places to enroll, and the original purpose was to recruit more top students. But those good students have long been discouraged and have chosen other high schools with the mentality of "I can't squeeze in anyway".

Therefore, the high school affiliated to NTU ended up with a dissatisfaction with the number of students. Before the start of school, the principal had to lower the enrollment standards, and Yan Mo was fortunate to enter this school. Whatever the reason, though, the end result is satisfying anyway, and that's enough.

Yan Mo is full of curiosity about the high school in front of her, after all, this is a place where there have been several college entrance examination champions!

After Yan Mo completed a series of admission procedures, she didn't have time to put down the books she had just received, so she was extremely excited to wander around the campus, looking east and west, and even letting go of the flowers and plants in the flower beds.

Yan Mo jumped across a path and came to a tree-lined path. The sunlight passed through the lush leaves, leaving mottled shadows on the ground, and she followed the direction of the sun, raising her head to enjoy the warmth in front of her, humming a cheerful song in her mouth, light and melodious, and the song echoed in the air with the breeze.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you. Yan Mo was self-absorbed, and at some point she hit a wall of flesh, subconsciously retreated a few meters, and bent down at ninety degrees to express her apologies.

The man didn't speak, just looked at her with a frown.

Yan Mo was a little weak by his cold gaze at first, but soon became angry: "Hey, what is your expression? I'm walking well, it was you who suddenly came out of nowhere! I apologized to you, you still have this expression, it's so stingy!"

“...”

The man still didn't speak, and wanted to step away.

"Hey, why did you leave like this? I didn't say hello, it's very rude!"

The young man was stunned, I don't know if he was angry or funny, he actually lost to a girl! After a pause for a few seconds, he said to her coldly: "Goodbye!"

A gentle and deep voice came into Yan Mo's ears, she smiled between her eyebrows, waved her hand, and replied, "Goodbye." ”

He walked as he walked towards her. The breeze blew, the broken hair on his forehead danced lightly, and his handsome face was cold, making people dare not approach easily. And those eyes are as bright as the vast stars, which makes people addicted.

Yan Mo was stunned, the person in front of him seemed to have come out of a painting, people couldn't take their eyes off, and the book quietly slipped between his fingers.

He seemed to be a little uncomfortable stared at by Yan Mo's hot gaze, paused, turned his head, and asked lightly, "How long are you going to look like this?"

Yan Mo suddenly came back to her senses, and found that she was really embarrassed to look like a nymphomaniac, and the righteousness just now disappeared, and she said sorry with a little embarrassment, and ran away.

"Hey, your book. The boy picked up the book that Yan Mo had just dropped and shouted at her.

Yan Mo didn't seem to hear anything, and ran away. Unconsciously came to the lake, sat down on the bench, accompanied by the sound of panting breathing, his thoughts drifted away again, returning to the scene of his first encounter with him, and all that came to mind was his handsome face and the faint fragrance of his body.

And the boy paused on the tree-lined path, flipped through the book that Yan Mo had dropped, closed his lips one by one, whispered her name, and finally seemed to say lightly: "Stupid." "It's just that the voice is so soft that it's not clear.

...

"Meow~"

Suddenly, a cat meow pulled Yan Mo back from her memories, and she began to look around for the cat that had disturbed her thoughts.

"Meow~"

Yan Mo followed the sound and looked at the tree in front of her, a cute kitten was stuck on the branch, and was looking at Yan Mo pitifully.

"You naughty kitten, you're smart enough to call me for help. You're lucky to meet me, and I'll find a way to save you. ”

It's not a very tall tree, to be exact, it's a low-necked tree, with a height of only two meters, but for a petite girl like Yan Mo, it's a little difficult to climb up. It took a lot of effort to get up the tree, and she carefully rescued the kitten from the fork.

Just as he was relieved and wanted to climb down the same path, the soles of his feet slipped and he fell from the tree.

Yan Mo thought to herself: It's over, this time for the sake of a kitten, I want to "be brave and righteous". As he spoke, he closed his eyes resignedly, subconsciously protected the kitten on his chest, and waited for a "close contact" with the earth.

Hmm, why didn't I fall? Yan Mo secretly opened one eye, spying around her, and only a familiar face appeared in front of her, which dilated little by little with her pupils. Yan Mo looked at him with a stunned expression.

The sun was sprinkled on him, and circles of light shrouded him, Yan Mo felt that the world was spinning at this time, and his heartbeat missed half a beat, this moment was like a scene exclusive to romantic idol dramas.

"Meow~"

The meow of the cat made Yan Mo wake up from her romantic fantasy, and blurted out: "Why are you?" The tone was full of surprise and joy.

He didn't speak, just gently put Yan Mo down, and then she realized that she was lying in his arms just now, or in the posture of a princess, romantic to the extreme.

Her face unconsciously flushed, slightly shy, and smiled at the other party.

"Thank you, it's good to have you. After a while, Yan Mo remembered something, touched her little heart, and thanked him sincerely.

"Stupid. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the book he had just thrown on the ground in order to catch Yan Mo, handed it back to her, and said indifferently: "Your book." ”

Yan Mo didn't actually know when his book fell, but he flipped through it casually, and his name was clearly written on it, and he couldn't rely on it.

Maybe I just looked at him in front of him, and the book probably fell at that time, Yan Mo could only infer like this, and then scratched her head awkwardly and said, "Thank you."

And after he returned the book to Yan Mo, he didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Yan Mo looked at his departing back and thought for a moment, then got up and chased after him: "Hey, I don't know what your name is? Which class are you from? Where are you going now? Also, you shouldn't know my name yet, right? My name is Yan Mo, the color of Yan, the foam of foam." Hey, are you listening..."

Suddenly, he stopped and said in a slightly impatient tone, "I know".

The sentence "How do you know?" Before Yan Mo could ask, he hit his broad back. Yan Mo subconsciously took a step back, touched his head, and said aggrievedly: "I don't know your name yet, how can I thank you?"

"No need. His answer was indifferent to the extreme.

"That's not good, my mother taught me since I was a child, and I was favored by others and reciprocated bit by bit. Yan Mo didn't seem to realize the tone of the other party's answer, and still replied to herself.

The man didn't say anything more and walked away. Only Yan Mo was left alone in the wind.

This person is really arrogant, Yan Mo thought in his heart, and then shrugged his shoulders, and the smile spread wantonly on his face, until he disappeared from his sight, he took a step and turned to leave.