Coming back from the quaint and elegant Luoxi College, the modern Nanhua College seems a little unfamiliar, and the feeling is very strange, as if traveling back and forth through different spaces.

In October, the leaves are colorful, but there is another kind of beauty.

The sun was shining through the glass, shining through the glass on the girl who was looking down to take notes, exuding a warm color.

Dressed in a white school uniform and neat ponytail, she lowered her head, her slender fingers holding a pen and recording complex formulas on the white paper, making a subtle brushing sound.

Suddenly, the girl paused and looked up at the position beside her.

Empty walkway...... Eyes full of loneliness.

As if he saw the boy again, he sat next to her, and said with some grievances: "Really, I really don't bother you studying anymore, I swear, I'm sure I'll be honest." The boy's dark eyes were as bright as stars, with an imperceptible smile.

Undoubtedly, he has an excellent appearance, even if she is angry again, when faced with that beautiful face, all anger will turn into helplessness at the corners of her mouth.

"If you're so vexatious again, I'll ...... I told the teacher to change positions. In the end, all she could say was this, which seemed to be intimidating, but not convincing at all.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and it only lasted for a second before she was replaced by loneliness.

There was no place for him beside her, empty......

The first year of high school and the second year of high school seem to be only one year apart, but why do they suddenly feel a strange feeling like a dream.

She took a deep breath, she had to adapt and learn to adapt to life without him.

The paused tip of the pen re-emits the sound of rubbing against the paper.

When the bell rang for the end of class, the corridor became crazy again, and unlike in Luoxi College, the students returned to their original state, making loud jokes and wantonly venting the vitality of youth.

The fifth class of the second year of high school, the position of the third-to-last row by the window.

How strange it was, with just one glance, she could lock on to where he was.

The boy leaned slightly sideways, his hands around his chest and looking out the window.

His eyelashes are long, forming a dark shadow in the sun, his eyes are deep, his angular side face, and his finely sculpted facial features make it impossible for anyone who sways in the sun to open his eyes.

He just sat by the window, not knowing what to look at so distractedly, as if he had fallen into a long dream.

He is obviously clothed in a light, pure and beautiful enough to suffocate, but at the same time it will exude a touch of melancholy and loneliness, alienated and indifferent, as if no one can enter his heart, mysterious and arrogant.

The girl at the front table was beautiful, turned to smile at him, shook it in front of his eyes with her slender white hand, her dark eyes were curved like the moon, her smile was moving and bright, and she said something to him softly.

The pensive boy's eyelashes twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth finally smiled, though it was so faint that it was difficult to detect.

The girl's smart eyes were crooked, and she pinched the boy's nose lightly, and her smile was extraordinarily bright.

The boy seemed to be a little surprised, he was slightly stunned for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth rose helplessly, the clouds of sorrow dissipated, and finally he had a bright smile, and his slender fingertips played with the girl's hair, intimate and gentle.

The girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she had the kind of shyness that only belonged to little girls.

Yan Ran just stood at the door and watched quietly, the crowded corridor, the noisy classroom, she was the only one who seemed to be frozen in time, standing stupidly, like an outsider.

Finally, the boy turned his head, and the moment he saw her, his eyes lit up, and he smiled at her, with the brightest smile in the world, doting and gentle.

The girl's dark and smart eyes dimmed for a moment, and the original bright smile froze on her face, astringent, bitter, and indescribable.

Scold! In this world, only Gu Yanran can make him smile like that!

He got up and walked over to her, and Yanran handed him the notebook and said, "The notes you want." ”

With a faint expression, his voice was a little stiff, revealing a faint anger.

Xuanmu asked her to borrow the notes from her freshman year of high school, saying that she wanted to use them for review, but in fact, she just wanted to find a chance to get close to her, and she specially sent the notebook over at the end of class, just to take advantage of the opportunity to take a look at him after class.

But I didn't expect to see this scene, and it was fake to not taste in my heart.

He took it and looked at her carefully, a smile on his lips.

After being with her for so long, he knew her well, and no matter how well she hid it, he could read her love with just one glance.

He leaned his head close to her ear and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "What's wrong?" Angry? The gentle breath blew on her cheeks, and the voice was soft and magnetic, as if a breeze was blowing at the tip of her heart, tickling, soft, and making people blush accidentally.

The hallway was noisy, but their intimate gestures were still too noticeable, and she took a step back and looked up to meet his gaze.

For a moment, the beating heart seemed to stop in an instant.

His eyes were dark and shining, mysterious and unpredictable, and the corners of one side of his mouth were slightly raised, with a playful smile, and there was an indescribable charm.

He is good-looking, she knows, but why didn't she find out that his smile was so charming, making people's hearts beat faster and ridiculous.

She lowered her head, looked at her toes, and denied "Who's angry?" The voice was very small, and he denied that he was angry because he was jealous, but the effect was that there was no silver three hundred taels here.

Xuanmu only felt that Yan'er was too cute when he heard it, and he couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud, showing a wicked smile, as if he had already seen through her thoughts.

Xuanmu's smile made Yan Ran more and more embarrassed, and turned around and said, "I'll go back!" "Running away and going back to his classroom.

The sunlight shone on him through the glass window of the hallway, pulling out a long shadow, and he looked intently at the girl who had fled into the desert, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

That kind of eyes, that kind of smile, so bright and moving, as if even the autumn leaves of October were stained with the tenderness and pampering of his eyes, becoming sweet and romantic.

To be loved and spoiled by such a man who is as handsome as the breeze and the moon must be the luckiest thing in the world.

But many times this is the case, the most perfect men and women in your eyes are always by someone else's side...... Fantasy is always more desirable than reality.

The girl in the classroom looked at him, her eyes gloomy and lonely, what else could she look forward to?

She knows that she is too stubborn, too greedy, and too selfish, and she also understands that as long as she lets go, everyone will be happy.

can like a person, it's not something she can control.

She tried, in fact, she tried all the time, she closed her eyes and forbade herself to look at him, admonishing herself: he was someone else's.

But in the end?

Even with her eyes closed, his appearance still kept appearing in her mind, lingering, as if it had been engraved in her heart early, dripping with blood and pain! But because of this, she will never forget.

She kept telling herself that he belonged to someone else, and that she shouldn't think anything wrong, but she would still be affected by his every move...... Cry for him, laugh for him.

What can she do?

She just liked him too much, she thought!

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"Distance produces beauty" used to hear others say this, but Yan Ran never thought so, but now she seems to have a lot of experience.

In the past, Xuanmu stuck to her all the time, would deliberately make strange moves to get her attention, and occasionally she would be impatient, and even lose her temper with him because he was too tired.

Many times people are like this, too close, too familiar, will magnify each other's shortcomings in the trivialities of life, those original mysteries and freshness, in real life by trivial details ruthlessly torn apart, will quarrel over some trivial things, and then gradually lose patience, and even will speak ill of each other, attack each other.

It's like the person who is the deepest is always the closest person around you.

Because it's too close, it doesn't matter.

Sometimes I even forget why I liked him/her so much in the first place.

Therefore, it is necessary to maintain an appropriate sense of mystery and freshness, and to give each other room for imagination.

It's like Xuanmu and Yanran.

During the long summer vacation, the two couldn't get in touch, and finally waited until school started, but they went to Luoxi College again and were separated again.

When I finally returned to school, I was divided into two different classes, and the second year of high school was heavy with schoolwork, and I added morning self-study and evening self-study, and I saw each other very few times.

The number of times they met was less, but they cherished each other more, and the distant gaze also allowed them to see the whole picture of each other, and the shortcomings that were magnified before were gradually replaced by advantages, only to find that the other party was far better and better than they imagined.

It feels like I'm back in the first half of the first semester of high school~ ambiguous, and the sweetness hits my heart.

It's like Yanran now, although she holds a pen in her hand, her thoughts are already fluttering, as if her soul is out of her body, and all she thinks about is Xuanmu.

Think of the look on his face when he first spoke, the whisper he whispered in her ear, and...... The breath that blew on her cheeks.

"What's wrong? Angry? His voice was low and magnetic, charming and moving, and kept repeating in her mind, as if she had been tricked by a Gu, and her mind was bewitched by him.

What's wrong with her? In the past, even if Xuanmu tried to get her attention, she could not be disturbed by the outside world, as long as he didn't go too far, she could concentrate on listening to the lecture.

But now that he was not around, she couldn't concentrate, watching the teacher speak with his mouth closed on the podium, but she couldn't listen to a word.

She patted her cheek lightly, trying to sober herself up in this way, but found it useless.

It's no wonder that I have to let early love, but it will really affect learning.

The more I thought about it, the more upset I felt, and I wrote a few words on the paper: Nangong Xuanmu, big villain!

After writing, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, Xuanmu, Xuanmu, Xuanmu......

Take a deep breath, future, future, future......

Thinking like this, my heart calmed down, and I could finally calm down and study! R1152