The decanting soup was still in Yan Mo's hand, facing the empty room, which made her pause. He disappeared from sight, just as he had appeared yesterday, suddenly and overwhelmingly.

He didn't even say hello, he turned around and left, was it because he still hated her?

"Let's break up... I don't want to see you again... Please get as far as possible..."Yan Mo closed her eyes gently, and the words she said when they broke up were still echoing in her ears, not only poking his heart, but also stinging herself.

The sobering soup was sprinkled by his trembling hands, and the hot liquid flowed down the back of his hand, burning that inch of skin, leaving a red mark in an instant, eroding the heart full of holes little by little.

The numbness of the brain made Yan Mo feel no pain, and by the time she noticed it, her white hands had already been burned.

She put down the decanting soup that had already cooled in her hand, hurriedly rummaged through the medicine box, and gently wiped the burned area.

It hurts... After realizing it, she finally felt the pain. The pain of the burn was magnified little by little, causing her to shed tears uncontrollably, and then fainted, and the whole person seemed to lose consciousness and fell heavily on the bed.

In her sleep, she once again returned to the good times with him, and the pain gradually disappeared, leaving only the pure taste of love...

Dream back to high school

Time was sprinkled and unhurried, and it stopped on the eve of the final exam of the first year of high school. This meant that it was one step closer to the class placement, which made the students in the classroom restless, and everyone was lamenting that time was passing too quickly.

Only Yan Mo sat quietly by the window alone, propping her head and looking out of the window. She seemed to be thinking about something, and her lips and teeth inadvertently opened slightly, muttering a string of numbers one by one, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curled, raising a moving arc.

Such a quiet her, such a sweet smile, facing the sun, there is an indescribable beauty. In this corner, she was the only one who was thinking about things other than studying, which made Yan Mo look special in the crowd.

No matter how noisy the classroom was, Yan Mo still sat quietly, the pencil in her hand went back and forth on the manuscript paper, repeatedly tracing his name and counting the days she would meet him.

Yan Mo and Shen Siyan have known each other for a year. During this time, Yan Mo always went to the next class from time to time to "harass" him. He didn't seem to be rejected, and let Yan Mo chirp in his ear non-stop. If there is a holiday, Yan Mo will also find all kinds of excuses to drag Wen Jing to go shopping, of course, the premise is to pull Shen Siyan.

In this way, the time of a semester is like a gust of wind, gently blowing, and it has come to an end. It seems that with him, the boring high school life has something to look forward to, there are surprises everywhere, there are fewer complaints, and there are a lot less worries.

"Momo, it's going to be a final exam soon, do you want to choose liberal arts or science?" Wen Jing asked Yan Mo with the application form for liberal arts and science placement.

"I don't know, let's talk about it after the exam. Yan Mo replied with a confused expression.

"That's right, I don't have the heart to think about the division of arts and sciences in front of me, and the final exam is a big headache. Wen Jing sighed and said, with a loveless expression.

"Wen Jing, or... You're going to beg your brother to let him review our homework?"

Wen Jing shook her head desperately, every cell in her body refused: "Don't, he will kill me!" He is more interested in you than on me, and maybe it will be of some use for you to beg him. I'd better look for my Zhao Yuanyang. ”

"Wow~ Look at your appearance. I smell the sour smell of love. ”

Wen Jing couldn't help but joke, and changed the topic: "Momo, do you and my brother have any breakthroughs?"

Yan Mo shook her head, "Can I say that there is no progress? He is always near and far, hot and cold, I can't understand..."

"Momo, I'm optimistic about you, he is different from you and others. Wen Jing made a cheering gesture, which can be regarded as a kind of encouragement.

Am I really different for him? Yan Mo looked at Shen Siyan outside the window, and said secretly in her heart.

He seemed to be very calm, without the slightest nervousness before the exam. As always, standing leisurely in the hallway basking in the sun. And from this angle, Yan Mo can just see his every move through the window.

"Shen Siyan, I like you. An untimely person appeared in Yan Mo's eyes, blocking part of her view of Shen Siyan.

This girl took a love letter and confessed affectionately to Shen Siyan. Yan Mo lay on the window and watched quietly, neither anxious nor annoyed, letting the other party confess to him. At this time, she just wanted to know how he would respond.

"I'm sorry. Shen Siyan just coldly threw out two words, simple and direct.

Yan Mo raised her eyebrows slightly, and it was really the same as she expected.

Even though she was rejected, the girl was not discouraged and continued to talk unrelentingly.

Shen Siyan was obviously a little impatient, frowned slightly, and wanted to turn around and leave, but was surrounded by people who came and went to watch the play. He had no choice but to cast a distressed glance at Yan Mo and motioned for her to help.

Yan Mo put her hands on her cheeks, leaned on the window frame, looked like she was looking lively, and looked at him with crooked eyebrows, without making a sound or making any other movements.

"It's okay, you don't have to rush to give me an answer, you can think about it slowly. The girl was still insisting on confessing her heart, and a shy crimson color crept up her cheeks.

"You..." Shen Siyan spoke, and the classmates around him became nervous, a little curious about what he would say.

He paused for five seconds before he said the whole sentence, "Is there a pen?"

"Cut~" There was a commotion among the crowd, but what they wanted to hear was not this sentence.

"Yes. The girl quickly handed the pen in her hand to Shen Siyan, looking at him stupidly with a little expectation on her face.

Shen Siyan took it, glanced at Yan Mo, wrote something on the cover of the love letter, and then handed the letter back to the girl intact.

When she saw the words on the envelope, she glanced at Yan Mo meaninglessly, and then trotted away in disappointment.

The love letter simply said "I have someone I like", but I just looked at it from Yan Mo's perspective and couldn't see anything.

The play ended, and the students dispersed.

Shen Siyan came to Yan Mo, "My gesture is so obvious, don't you come to help me?"

"This... Confession, there is always a first-come, first-come, first-come, and if I cut the queue at this time, it seems very disrespectful.

Also, I don't have any experience in refusing to confess, so I can't help you! To help you reject such a thing as a girl, you have to have a name..."

Yan Mo raised her head, blinked her big round eyes, looked at Shen Siyan innocently, and thought: My hint is straightforward enough, right?

Shen Siyan smiled helplessly, and poked her head lightly with her fingertips, "Stupid." ”

"Oops~ Why are you calling me stupid again. I don't want to lose face!" Yan Mo touched her head and said stupidly.

Then she seemed to remember something, leaned on the window, looked at Shen Siyan pitifully, and folded her hands: "That... Can you help me with my homework? Final exams are coming up, please, please. ”

Yan Mo was looking forward to his answer, but he didn't seem to hear it, and turned around indifferently, which instantly made Yan Mo's eyes dim.

"After class, in the study room, bring the homework to be remediated. ”

At this moment, a soft, low voice drifted into her ears, causing her to look up suddenly, and her eyes were stained with a smile.