When I think of you, I am

Wu

Hatred is always a prisoner of the sea of suffering

Wu

The new emerald leaves the flower shadow in the middle of the stream

Wu

Acacia is useless to laugh at the old mountain alliance

Wu

What do I want?

What do I want?

With the sound of the female voice in the mobile phone, the person nested in the bed quilt slowly woke up, and then a white arm stretched out, grabbed his mobile phone, and turned off the alarm clock in a daze.

Although Song Xiaoyi was very reluctant, she still got up and got up.

Unlike the South, where it takes courage to get up, the North is not so difficult because of the heating.

The difficulty in the north is that going out, outside and heating at home, are simply two different worlds.

Washing and washing, Song Xiaoyi solved the problem of personal physical hygiene, sat in front of the makeup mirror and put on makeup exquisitely, and then changed into newly bought clothes and put on a scarf.

When I opened the bedroom door, I saw my mother carrying a vegetable basket and preparing to go out to the farmer's market to buy vegetables.

"Mom, I'll go with you. ”

Song Xiaoyi was very embarrassed in her heart, but she looked serious when she spoke.

"No need, it's cold outside, you can watch TV at home!" Aunt Zhao was very surprised by Song Xiaoyi's early riser, and thought that her daughter was finally sensible, but she still didn't agree.

"The crew has to get up early every day, and this time is just right for breakfast. Song Xiaoyi couldn't help but say, took her mother's arm and walked out of the door with her.

As soon as he went out, Song Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly lit up.

There was a familiar figure standing in front of the elevator, looking from the back at this time, although the other party was carrying a thick school bag, he still looked upright, and the clothes he was wearing were meticulously arranged, like a male god who came out of the comics.

Song Xiaoyi walked over with her mother's steps.

The elevator in the morning is extra frequent, so Mu Jingchi, who lives on the 27th floor, always has to wait for the elevator.

Aunt Zhao also saw Mu Jingchi, with a smile on her face, and said, "Xiao Mu, this is my daughter, Song Xiaoyi." I heard her say you met yesterday. ”

Song Xiaoyi obviously felt her heart beating faster, especially when her mother said the next sentence.

Then, she saw the other person turn his head, and the bright gaze of yesterday glanced over again.

"Hello, Mu Jingchi. ”

Although the other party's cheeks were a little cold, the tone of his speech was also a little cold, as if it was as cold as the temperature in this winter, which made people's hearts a little cold.

But the other party's eyes were still as bright as yesterday, as if they could speak, and the eyes were as warm as jade, and Song Xiaoyi felt the meaning of closeness from the other party's eyes.

The look in his eyes seemed to be smiling, but it didn't seem to be smiling.

Song Xiaoyi squeezed out a smile, "Hello, my name is Song Xiaoyi." ”

"The art of art?"

"Cruising Yi, Ge Shao. ”

Song Xiaoyi saw that the other party nodded, then was silent, and turned his face to the elevator door again, waiting for the elevator to go up.

Song Xiaoyi's head also turned back, but her gaze was still biased towards Mu Jingchi.

The light of the day was more natural and comprehensive than the light of last night, and Song Xiaoyi found that the other party was not only good-looking, but his skin looked delicate.

"Xiao Yi, Mu Jingchi speaks like this, he has a somewhat cold personality and doesn't like to talk. But it's actually a warm-hearted person. Aunt Zhao whispered in Song Xiaoyi's ear.

Song Xiaoyi nodded, indicating that he understood.

I used to think that the kind of cold school bully in the TV series was all made up, and the author imagined it himself, but I didn't expect it to really exist in reality.

The sound of ding dong sounded, the elevator finally came up, and Song Xiaoyi looked at the time on his phone.

Song Xiaoyi and Song's mother got out of the elevator on the first floor, while Mu Jingchi continued down.

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Shengjing Charm City is a sub-district in the community, and Mujingchi is located in the second building of District 16.

When he walked out of the 16th district, Song Xiaoyi happened to see a BMW next to him coming out of the underground parking lot and driving towards the exit.

Song's mother happened to explain to her next to her, "That's Mu Jingchi's car, and I drive home from school every day." The entire community was developed by his family's company, and the property was also his family's. ”

"Then why haven't I seen him before?"

"He used to live on campus, and now he's in graduate school, so that's why he moved here. When you moved here, you went on a trip, and then you took on the show again, so you haven't met each other. Song's mother explained, "By the way, now that you've finished filming, you're going back to school, right?"

"I'll rest for two days!"

Song Xiaoyi replied casually while watching Mu Jingchi's BMW stop at the exit of the community because there were too many vehicles.

Song Xiaoyi, who got up too early, was a little tired, and as soon as she finished speaking, instead of closing it, she opened it wider and wider, because she was about to yawn.

But at this moment, Song Xiaoyi's gaze suddenly became dull.

Because Mu Jingchi in the BMW car turned her head in vain, her eyes just met Song Xiaoyi's gaze, and she was opening her mouth wide at this time.

The two looked at each other like this, Song Xiaoyi's eyes were dull, but the corners of Mu Jingchi's mouth outlined an arc.

Until the car behind honked its horn.

Song Xiaoyi watched the BMW slowly drive out of the community, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

It's not because I'm making a fool of myself, but because of the physiological reaction caused by being forcibly terminated by myself halfway through yawning. Of course, it is really embarrassing to yawn at others and be seen by the other party.

Song Xiaoyi also wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but unfortunately he didn't.

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Mu Jingchi put his hands on the steering wheel, and the car drove forward steadily.

The memory just now, Song Xiaoyi's appearance, flashed in his mind.

Yesterday she was wearing a mask and could only see each other's eyes. But just now it was different, she was not wearing a mask, and all her faces were displayed in front of him.

She is not tall, she still has a Lori face, and what makes people feel even more foul is that there is a pair of tiger teeth.

Mu Jingchi's gaze probed down, and the headlights in front of him were still the national average, otherwise it would be really unbearable.

Shaking his head, he threw these messy thoughts out of his mind and drove with his heart.

While eating breakfast, Mu Jingchi saw the final ownership of the 'Huaqing University Special Scholarship' outside the cafeteria.

The special scholarship should be the highest honor for undergraduates, and outstanding college students such as academic masters, academic gods, social workers, literary and artistic activists, and star volunteers have come to the podium to show their university life and compete for this highest honor.

For example, Ge Xiaofei from the School of Life Science scored fifth in his grade in the first three years, and all the cultural courses in his freshman, sophomore and junior years were A/A-.

After being sent to Tsinghua University in his sophomore year of high school, Ge Xiaofei began to engage in polycystic kidney disease research in the laboratory of Professor Shi Yigong, a scientific research leader. In the first semester of her sophomore year, she published the results of the explanation of the opening and closing mechanism of channel proteins in Nature Communications as a collaborator.

On this basis, her team first obtained the key complex structure of polycystic kidney disease, and the results were published in the journal Science.

He also participates in various scientific research competitions, social work volunteering, and practical training, and can be said to be a real scholar. And there are fourteen such people.

It can be said that the excellence of excellent people is beyond your imagination.