As if noticing her gaze, the boy raised his head, it was Lu Jiayuan, and smiled at her. Behind him were large maple leaves, like fire.

Seeing that she was also holding a textbook in her hand, he smiled gently: "Your name is Jian Anning, isn't it?" I happen to have a few things that I don't quite understand, let's read a book together. ”

She hesitated for a moment with her textbook, but nodded her head after the last moment.

Her eyes swept to the list of books in his hand, and she suddenly found a book that she had been looking for for a long time and had not found, and picked it up in surprise: "This, where did you find it?" ”

Unexpectedly, it was a pair of smiling eyes.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to speak." Lu Jiayuan smiled gently, and said sincerely, "Actually, your voice is very good." ”

At this time, the wind happened to rise, and the fallen leaves were like elves among the flowers, scattering and flying. A few fell on his cheeks, overflowing with a quiet and gentle brilliance.

Jian Anning frowned, but didn't pay any more attention to his words.

After that time, the two nodded at each other. Later in the semester, the professor gave the students homework and asked several students to work in teams to discuss. Lu Jiayuan turned his head to her and said, "Let's go together!" Although his expression was smiling, his tone was very determined, as if he was born to be like this.

After the discussion group was formed, the two had been meeting for a long time. Jian Anning gradually learned that Lu Jiayuan was born in the United States, and after a few years of age, he returned to Huaxia with his divorced mother. It wasn't until later that she was admitted to the University of Toronto, majoring in art, one year older than her.

After regular contact, she found that Lu Jiayuan had a clear mind and read a lot of books. He is as good as ever, and he has always been gentle and elegant—

During the Christmas and New Year holidays that year, the Cheng family, her stepfather, mother, brother and sister all went to New York for the holidays. She was left alone in Toronto, saying she was "afraid of delaying her studies." ”

Seeing that she was left behind, Zhao Ziyin simply took her to their academy's New Year's ball.

And Zhao Ziyin, after entering the venue, was quickly invited to dance. She smiled and said that it was okay, and then sat alone in the corner of the ballroom, quietly looking at the men and women in front of her.

At that time, she was still a little immersed in the situation where her father and grandparents had passed away, and she was under the fence, watching the men and women spinning gracefully at the ball, and this was an art academy that she was not familiar with, and no one she knew. The music was cheerful, the room was full of smiling men and women, and she was alone in the corner, and the feeling of complete loneliness swept through her mind even more.

The more prosperous and lively it is, the stronger the feeling of loneliness and loneliness becomes!

At this moment, a slender and white hand gently stretched out. When she raised her head, what she saw was a slight smile on her face like a spring breeze.

"This beautiful young lady, can I ask you to do a dance?"

For a long time, she couldn't forget that smile. He was dressed in a beautiful red riding suit, and his eyes were warm, as if the harsh winter of Toronto was gone, and spring had arrived early.

As if bewitched, she involuntarily put her hand into Lu Jiayuan's hands.