I don't know how my grandmother handled things properly, but the moment I re-set foot on the school after a long absence, I was really grateful for my grandmother's efficiency.

Last night, I almost cheered when my grandmother smiled and told me that she had taken care of everything, that the small company that attacked me would not dare to move again, and that I could go back to school and not have to stay at home every day.

Of course, my grandmother's other words later extinguished my enthusiasm.

She said, Yu'er, don't forget our agreement, there is a bet about Vincent Jensen, since you can't get an agent from him, then from tomorrow, except for weekends, you have to spend three hours every night to go home, and I will arrange someone to teach you the knowledge of company management.

Shaking my head back to my thoughts, I stepped onto the elevator and pressed down to the sixth floor. Maybe it was because I hadn't been in class for a long time, so the teacher asked me to go to her office.

The sound of footsteps in the empty corridor was unusually clear, and there were still five steps ahead, and when I looked up, I saw a person coming from the other end of the corridor, and the person who was looking through a book while walking with his head down was-

To say that this classmate Fang Sihao, the encirclement, blocking, interception, and stalking of me can be said to have a long history.

One day half a year ago, when the wind was sunny and the sun was beautiful, I didn't know what to do to attract this moth classmate to notice me. From then on, my phone text messages were filled with his beloved European Renaissance love poems; Downstairs in my dormitory is the figure of Xiao Suo who has been standing for a long time waiting for Yiren. Even in my ten minutes between classes, he could float up to the seat next to me and talk to me about Shakespeare's love tragedy with a sad look in his eyes.

Sadly, whether I bluntly refused or deliberately avoided it, he only replied to me with one sentence.

"My beloved Charlotte, but you can't see your heart clearly for a while, and one day I will find that you are also devoted to me, just as I love that long-ago sonnet."

From then on, I was completely defeated, and there was no other way but to dodge.

Now there is another precursor to a tragedy - relying on the principles of physics, the propagation of light is reversible, and I can see him completely and clearly, and he can see me completely as soon as he looks up. Seeing that he was getting closer, the distance between us was gradually shortening to less than ten meters, and I could already foresee the phrase "My beloved Wild Rose" about to ring in the empty hallway.

I was stunned on the spot, and suddenly I caught a glimpse of the door of the archive room in the right rear, which teacher must be inside, maybe I could go in and hide, even if he followed, he would not dare to do anything in front of the teacher.

The situation was critical, and before he could raise his head, I turned around and flashed into the archives, hoping that he wouldn't happen to raise his head to catch a glimpse of me during this series of movements.

After stepping through the door and quietly closing the door, I found that the specifications of the archives room were very similar to that of the library, with rows of ceiling-high bookshelves on the left and right, densely arranged, and between the bookshelves and the shelves, and between the shelves and the walls, there were only one walk-through corridors.

Because of the rows of tall bookshelves in the archives, I didn't see half of them, but I could hear the sound of papers flipping somewhere in front of me to the left.

I couldn't explain why the teacher had found trespassing into the archives, so I tried to sneak to the right-hand side as quietly as I could, noting that the position of the person who was flipping the paper seemed to have not changed.

With a little relief, I made my way to the end of the aisle, ready to make another turn to the left—if it went well, I would be able to turn into the aisle between the next bookshelf and the wall without anyone noticing. And if nothing else, it should be the safest place to go, and I can hide there for a few minutes before going out.

But when people are unlucky, you should never expect your next move to get the expected "smooth" and "no surprise" results.

As I took a big step to the left, a figure suddenly stepped out of the aisle in front of me, and we bumped into each other.

My only thought at the moment - how many people is attracted to this usually closed archive today?!

Anyway, trespassing is an indisputable fact, so I subconsciously apologized: "I'm sorry, I ......"

I looked up, and he looked back, eyes met. I was speechless.

In front of me, Si Tianzhe, who looked like a noble prince in the Middle Ages, stood handsomely in front of me, his figure blocking the fine sunlight from the window behind him, and immediately covered him with a beautiful layer of light and shade.

A noble prince in the Middle Ages? I secretly disdain this metaphor that I subconsciously came up with, and it seems that my way of thinking after getting along with Fang Sihao for a long time can't help but be infected.

I probably heard a noise, and the person who had turned the paper before also came over, and I turned around, Mo Xiacun.

He smiled at me, "Long time no see." ”

I nodded at him too, "What a coincidence." ”

Si Tianzhe's bottomless pupils stared at me playfully, and the irony between the lines was obvious: "Miss Fu, your life is really wonderful, you stalk others for a while, you are chased and killed for a while, and now you are sneaking into the archives, I am really curious about what else you will do." ”

What qualifications does he have to be so arrogant when he runs to our school's turf?

I chuckled and raised my eyebrows not to be outdone, "Mr. Si, you really have plenty of time, you broke my car for a while, and pressed the road on the square in the middle of the night for a while, and now you are still breaking into our school archives in a grand manner, excuse me, are you here to read the archives to broaden your horizons?" ”

He seemed to be choked by me, but instead of being annoyed, he raised the corners of his lips to himself.

Mo Xiacun watched the mutual attacks between me and Si Tianzhe, and explained with a smile: "We came here to check on a student from your school, and Tian is friends with your principal, so it will be more free to enter the archives." ”

"Oh, no wonder ......" I nodded.

"It's just, Qingyu, it's not strange to meet you in Chongshang, it's strange, how could I meet you here?"

Before I could answer Mo Xiacun's question, Si Tianzhe on the side answered: "I look at her appearance, who is she hiding?" ”

Rao was a little unhappy with his arrogant tone, but I still had to admire this guy's insight and reasoning ability, so I had to nod, "Yes." ”

Mo Xia smiled, "You seem to have been in a lot of trouble lately, do you need our help?" ”

smiled gratefully at his thoughtfulness, "No, it's not a life-threatening matter, I can handle it." ”

It will always be good to be friends with such a considerate and gentle gentleman, who will understand your difficulties and lend a helping hand in a timely and appropriate manner, and after you refuse, he will not insist, but will give you the feeling that he will do his best if he needs help.

"That's good." He turned to Si Tianzhe and raised a few pages in his hand, "God, I found it, let's go?" ”

Si Tianzhe nodded, and the two walked out of the archive room one after the other.

I thought about it, I shouldn't meet Fang Sihao again at this time, so I also walked to the door, looked left and right a few times, and made sure that there was no one, so I walked out boldly and with confidence.

"Qing Yu~" A shout that was both familiar and unfamiliar, loud and graceful, made me stunned on the spot when I had just walked out of the archive room two steps.

I looked up, and Fang Sihao stood in front of me at some point and in what way.

It was dark in front of me, and all my thoughts only turned into one sentence - it was better to go back.

"Qingyu, it's really you," his voice couldn't hide his joy, "I just saw a person, the figure is very similar to the one I am familiar with, and I walked into the archives, it's so strange, I just want to wait here to see if it's ......."

Xu is Fang Sihao's earnest call is really too weird, Xu is the scene that looks like an eight-o'clock file at this moment can make people want to take a peek to the end, Si Tianzhe and Mo Xiacun, who originally planned to leave, actually stood in place in a good mood to watch this extremely strange scene, especially Si Tianzhe, with that look in his eyes and expression, as if he was watching a good show.

The only thing to be thankful for at this moment is that Fang Sihao's words just now did not follow the usual routine of medieval romantic poetry, otherwise I would probably have spent the rest of my life avoiding the ridicule of Si Tianzhe and Mo Xiacun.

Fang Sihao has always been good at ignoring my increasingly gloomy expression, and he couldn't help but quote the scriptures and talk about it: "Qingyu, during the time you are away, I seem to be a ......"

It's over, every time he opens with "I seem to be" is the beginning of his preparation for the poet's possession, and then he may say that he seems to be Romeo in love, and I can already imagine Si Tianzhe's extremely sarcastic tone...... So my heart was crossed, and I simply let it go.

"Well, I'm sorry!" I hurriedly interrupted him before he could "see" to say something, "Actually, I don't like boys......"

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Yu Guang glanced at Si Tianzhe and Mo Xiacun, and their smiles were already frozen at the corners of their mouths.

"Y-What did you say?" Fang Sihao couldn't accept this fact.

I took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, I should have told you that I like girls, but, but...... You know, the vast majority of people are hard to accept, so ...... Please don't waste your time on me in the future. ”

"I ...... I don't believe it, you ......" He was obviously stunned, and was a little incoherent, "I didn't see you have a girlfriend at all!" ”

"Have you ever seen me have a boyfriend?" He was choked and speechless.

I raised my eyebrows, and slowly said an explanation that might sound ridiculous to others, but it was reasonable for him: "...... If I don't just like girls, then why shouldn't I accept a guy with depth like you? ”

A farce came to an end in Fang Sihao's embarrassed run away and Si Tianzhe Mo Xiacun's extremely shocked expression.

I sighed, I came up with this excuse in a hurry, whether Mo Xia believed it or not, I was doomed.

If Thaksin had been teased, he would not have had a heart for a woman of the same sex;

If he doesn't believe it, how can he, who likes gentle girls, fall in love with someone who casually jokes about his orientation?

Providence is like this, and it is not the fault of human beings.

But from then on, I didn't have to hide anymore, and I was able to double the purity around me. Thinking about it, although this lie will give me some loss, it is worth it.