(xxii)

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Because her eyesight is really not very good.

Could he be Cheng Yi?

Mo Li glanced at the time, there were still fifteen minutes of class, enough for her to go to the playground for a round trip.

So, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she ran towards the playground with a hum.

Sure enough, it's better to have fewer friends.

Standing on the edge of the playground, Mo Li finally saw the boy in white shirt sitting on the stone steps.

Cheng Yi.

"Cheng Yi." Mo Li shouted breathlessly as she waved at Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi raised his eyes and looked at the little girl running not far away, and his heart throbbed slightly.

This person seemed to be exactly like the girl who appeared in his dream.

In his dream, two girls appeared, one beautiful and thrilling, as if it should not be a person in this world.

A delicate and simple, similar to Moli by eight points.

Maybe they're not people of this world at all.

Because in the dream, they are all wearing antique dresses, as if they were thousands of years ago.

He always thought it was a past and a present life.

"What do you want?" Mo Li gasped and shook his hand in front of Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly, he thought that if he told Mo Li the dream, Mo Li would think that he was whimsical.

"Moli, there's something I ...... about"

"Cheng Yi, about the competition......"

Mo Li and Cheng Yi spoke at the same time.

"Let's talk first." Cheng Yi just opened his mouth on a whim, how many people would believe in such a mysterious thing as dreams.

It's okay not to talk about it.

Mo Li looked at the time and was not hypocritical, after all, she had to go back to class for a while, otherwise, if the teacher knew about it, she might not be able to toss her.

Mo Li concisely told Cheng Yi the results of his leave for three days, so that Cheng Yi could be prepared.

After a few brief exchanges, Mo Li said goodbye to Cheng Yi and ran to the classroom.

She felt that she was on the run all day.

After sitting down in the classroom, Mo Li remembered that she had forgotten to ask Cheng Yi what she was going to tell her.

Okay, let's ask when I see Cheng Yi next time.

It's just that Mo Li doesn't know that the next time he sees Cheng Yi again, he is no longer him.

In other words, Cheng Yi at that time was the real him.

And in another unknown time and space, a man dressed in a simple monk's robe opened his eyes in an instant, his gaze like a torch.

The simple and modest monk's robe did not diminish his color in the slightest.

This is still a man who makes people feel like he is blaspheming her at a glance.

"Murray."

The man touched his aching chest and muttered.

……

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and this was also the day when Mo Li and Cheng Yi were going to participate in the poetry contest.

Threesome, it's always awkward.

And Mo Li also faintly felt that Cheng Yi felt a little strange today.

Like, he was even more silent.

"Cheng Yi......" Mo Li shouted a little apprehensively.

"Please call me Senior Cheng Yi, I don't know you that well." Cheng Yi is serious and righteous in his words.

Mo Li looked confused, she finally knew where Cheng Yi had changed.

The Cheng Yi she knows is cold and cold, but clean and beautiful.

Now, Cheng Yi by her side is only cold, and there is only Sen Ran left.

Hadn't she ever gotten to know the person around her who thought she was a friend?

Mo Li is not an uninteresting person either.

Since Cheng Yi has expressed her intention of not wanting to talk to her so obviously, she naturally will not force it, and her hot face will stick to other people's cold butts.

"Please be respectful." Wei Jinqian couldn't see that Mo Li suffered the slightest grievance.

Since she was a child, although he always seemed to bully her, he never let her suffer a trace of grievance.

It is precisely because he knows Mo Li that he knows that Mo Li used to regard the young people around him as friends.

There are not many people who can be accepted by Mo Li, Cheng Yi has so many hers, she must be a little sad in her heart.

"Respect?" Cheng Yi snorted lightly, as if he had heard something funny.

"Respect is for equal people, do you think you are equal to me?" Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows, looking a little more domineering.

Mo Li's face changed slightly, can a person really change so much in two days?

"Moli, let's go back."

"Since Cheng Yi looks down on you, why should you think about him anymore."

Wei Jinqian remembered the night battle of Mo Li every day and night a few days ago, just to memorize a few more ancient poems.

Cheng Yi didn't care about her efforts, but he would feel distressed.

Without waiting for Mo Li to speak, Cheng Yi bent the corners of his mouth, but the words that came out of his mouth were so hurtful.

"For my sake? It's just a poetry conference, and I don't need any partners at all. ”

"Maybe it was just a moment of brain pumping for me."

Cheng Yi's words made Mo Li depressed at the same time, but the confusion in her heart was even greater.

Her perception is more acute than that of ordinary people, and she is sure that Cheng Yi, whom she knows, has no ill will towards her.

"Do you have twin brothers?"

"The kind that looks exactly the same."

Mo Liyan hurriedly grabbed Wei Jinqian, who wanted to beat Cheng Yi, and asked very seriously.

Mo Li felt that only such a reason could be explained.

"Nope." Cheng Yi replied without thinking, and then left Mo Li and walked straight forward.

"Moli, go back." Wei Jinqian's clenched fist tightened again.

This kind of Cheng Yi made him very unhappy.

Mo Li retracted her gaze, then shook her head at Wei Jinqian.

"Jinqian, since you have already agreed, you naturally have to do a good job."

"I'll talk about it later."

Cheng Yi's back is no longer as quiet and distressing as before.

Mo Li felt that the feeling should not be deceiving.

Did Cheng Yi, whom she knew, disappear like this?

At the poetry conference, Cheng Yi was in charge, and the group composed of the two of them became the first place.

And Mo Li's role is really not big, if there is no her, Cheng Yi can still be the first, but it will not be a full score.

Her days of staying up late and reading hard are still very useful, and she remembers those obscure poems clearly.

After the competition, the final exams are coming, and the summer vacation is coming.

Mo Li, who started school again, became a junior high school student, and as for the boy who loved to wear a white shirt, no one knew where he had gone now.

Or rather, after meeting in the playground that day, he was no longer him.

The more time goes by, the more determined Moli becomes.

Mo Li became quieter and quieter, and Wei Jinqian changed her dark and arrogant appearance in the past, and stayed quietly by Mo Li's side.

He was number one as always.

And she, as always, is the second oldest on the red list.