He was calm, and smiled at her, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

Ding Xiaomei couldn't sit still anymore, feeling that this boy's nerves were a little abnormal, or he might have nymphomania. How else can you stare at a girl you don't know like this?

Could it be that there are perverts like Gui Xinhua in college?

When Ding Xiaomei went to put a literary magazine, she stood up and looked across the baffle. only to find that the boy sitting across from her was a student who looked a little immature and shy.

Strange, was he the one who was staring at her just now? Right now, he's reading an English book with his head buried in his head. With some natural curls in black hair, tall and thin, big ears and square mouth, long fingertips, and delicate skin, he is a sunny boy with a bit of bookishness, and he is also a white-faced scholar with some aura.

Ding Xiaomei's heart didn't move. He fits exactly into the kind of cool boy she imagined, and the kind of bookish boy she likes.

With just one glance, Ding Xiaomei had a good impression of him. But that's just a momentary moment of consciousness, and there can be no deeper thoughts. How could she think about such a thing so quickly when she first entered college? So when she came back with the magazine, she stopped looking at him with a different face, and sat down and buried her head in reading the professional book.

But the strange thing is that almost every night in the future, Ding Xiaomei saw him in the reading room. And he was either sitting across from her or not far from her.

Ding Xiaomei was a little puzzled, this position was randomly seized in the order of succession, why did he sit near me so coincidentally?

But she didn't think about it deeply, and every time she saw him, as if she hadn't seen him, she just buried her head in her own books and magazines, ignoring his constant glances. But the feeling of a person is magical. Ding Xiaomei sometimes looks at it, and always feels that there is a strange feeling in a certain part of her body.

When I looked up, I met his gaze. But every time she casually glanced at him, she hurriedly avoided it. She had never smiled at him like she had done to Gui Xinhua on the road.

With Gui Xinhua's lesson, Ding Xiaomei is much more sensible and cautious. Although he hasn't fully seen through men, he already knows how to guard against and be vigilant.

Later, she learned that he was deliberately approaching her, and that it was all painstakingly arranged. He later revealed when he hugged and kissed her that he often had to wait secretly for a long time to be able to sit with her, and even watched her movements in a corner while eating in the cafeteria.

Seeing that she went directly to the reading room to grab a place after eating, he quietly followed her. After she had put the books and other things in place, he found an empty seat next to him and sat down patiently for her arrival. When she came, he kept peeking at her, patiently waiting for her to raise her head and meet his gaze.

Ding Xiaomei asked him why he did this? He said that the first time she walked into the reading room, his eyes lit up and his heart jumped. When he returned to the dormitory that night, his mind was full of her image.

Ding Xiaomei said What do you like about me? He said that he couldn't tell clearly, he only felt that she was the kind of beautiful, sexy, simple and lovely girl she was looking for.

It is precisely because of this feeling that there are clever arrangements in the reading room, and later a happy and wonderful first love is deduced.

Yes, for Ding Xiaomei, this should be regarded as first love. She didn't have early love in high school, and the encounter with Gui Xinhua now, thinking about it, can't be considered a relationship at all. It can only be said to be a misfortune in life, and later it is a kind of self-lost Shen Lun.

She sat opposite or next to this boy more times, and slowly formed a tacit and harmonious atmosphere.

There was even a vague anticipation. When I didn't see him that night, Ding Xiaomei even felt a little inexplicable loss and emptiness in her heart.

And when he hurried over to find a place next to her, a warm and down-to-earth feeling would rise in her heart, and sometimes she would tacitly raise her head to look at him.

After a long time, the frequency of their gaze increases. It's amazing how people feel. Slowly, as long as he raised his head to look at her, no matter what book she was reading, no matter how absorbed she was, she could correctly sense the gaze he cast at her.

She would raise her head to meet him in a timely or uncontrollable manner. But she didn't smile at him, she was quite restrained and ladylike, but she looked at each other for a long time, her body and mind trembled, and she always had a reserved and cold face.

It should be said that his handsome and young face is very eye-catching, and it makes people feel comfortable to look at. His calm and enthusiastic gaze was more like a hot spring, quietly flowing in her heart, making people feel warm.

Over time, a habit gradually grew in her quiet and flat heart: she always wanted to raise her head to look at him, and even more so to look at him. Later, it was even more uncontrollable, as long as she didn't look at him after a while, she would feel inexplicably uneasy and empty in her heart.

In this way, a bud of a feeling quietly sprouted in her heart. Ding Xiaomei seems to have never experienced this feeling. There's a hint of sweetness, and a little bit of melancholy.

I have a kind of concern for a person, and I think about him when my mind is empty. And when I think of him, I will feel a warm sweetness in my heart. This is probably the germ of love.

When this bud sprouted to a certain point, her face could no longer be stiff. When you see him, you will naturally glow red. Her heart was even more uncontrollable, and when she saw him walking towards where she was sitting, her heart would beat faster, and she would be inexplicably nervous, and even pretend to ignore him.

But after a while, Ding Xiaomei couldn't help but want to see him. And at this time, it happened to collide with his searching gaze. Her heart will tremble, and after a tremble, her heart will bloom. A charming smile will naturally bloom on your face – a smile.

Yes, she finally smiled at him. Although it is just an innocent smile, it has already exposed a girl's heart, and even has a certain ambiguous meaning.

Absolutely. Love is an interactive awareness and feeling. After Ding Xiaomei smiled at him three times, his courage grew. One night, I finally mustered up the courage to sneak a date slip from under the bezel of the reading table.

That night, it was also a real coincidence. The reading room was full, and the places near Ding Xiaomei were already full. Across from the seat she had grabbed, a girl began to sit. He sat in a row away from her with his back to her. In this way, they cannot look at each other.

(End of chapter)