He seems to have lost a lot of weight, and his face is even paler than before, but his facial features are still delicate and handsome.

Isn't it plastic surgery?

Xiang Qing was so entertaining herself in Satomi's non-stop red heart.

I heard that he had a serious illness not long ago, and there are still people in the house, looking at the current appearance, it should be considered a recovery.

"Give me all peace!" Rao had long expected such an out-of-control scene, and the old professor knocked on the blackboard, "This is your senior from the last session, I know, you know better than me about him!" ”

After all, it is the school grass of the highest reputation, and how many girls don't find out early and secretly throb for him?

"Teacher, speak to the senior."

"Why did the senior come here?"

One after another shouts resounded throughout the classroom, and the handsome boy didn't speak from beginning to end, just looked at a certain place, and the corners of his lips curved, revealing a small arc.

"Xiang Qing, look, the senior is so handsome!"

Satomi took out the small mirror hidden in the low, applied pink lip gloss all the way, and grimaced at Xiang Qing, I have to say, it's very cute.

"Hmm!"

Nodding his head, Xiang Qing turned his gaze back, pretending not to look ahead at anything, but his heart was still throbbing.

It's okay not to see it, if it is, Xiang Qing still recalls that cold winter, the handsome young man who took the initiative to comfort himself for the first time in the car.

Mo Zixuan probably forgot about himself as a character a long time ago!

Just as he was thinking about it, a nice male voice came, Xiang Qing looked at him and thought about it a lot......

"I'm Mo Zixuan, your senior!" He was wearing a white knitted sweater, fat and big, which made his figure more prosperous, and under the beige trousers was a pair of dark gray leather boots, which made people dizzy.

"Mo Zixuan, as the first senior who passed the Japanese Level 1 Proficiency Test at the beginning of the school year, will tell you about his experience!"

In fact, there are many people who can talk about experience, but the old professor is very discerning, and I believe that as long as Mo Zixuan comes, most of those people will listen well.

After all, the boy in front of him is not an ordinary person.

The two major libraries of this school are sponsored by his huge family, and I heard that his grandfather is still a veteran in the military and political circles, although he is in business, but the power is still there.

Coupled with the appearance of the disaster for the country and the people, the influence is really not to be underestimated, she has mentioned this name in the mouths of students more than once, boys are jealous, girls are admired.

"Senior, can you talk about something else?"

"Senior, can you tutor alone?"

"Senior, I'...... You're so good-looking. ”

Faced with the shouting of the girls and the naked jealous eyes of the boys, Mo Zixuan didn't care much, glanced at the packed classroom, and did not respond at all.

And when the eyes swept over where he was, Xiang Qing lowered his head weakly, knowing that he might not remember himself for a long time, but his hands still trembled unconsciously.

Nodding to the smiling old professor, he picked up the white chalk with one hand and scribbled some large, beautiful characters on the blackboard.

Subsequently, he talked about some methods and skills of doing questions unhurriedly.

His voice was very good, low but not sleepy, and even Satomi, who had just slept so hard that she couldn't tell what she could tell, was in good spirits and silently took notes.

Xiang Qing has actually always been curious about why such a boy who doesn't look majestic always has an inexplicable magic, and unconsciously, everyone quieted down.

"You can do this set of questions!" Lowering the curly that had been prepared in his hand, he bent his legs and sat gracefully in his chair, as if thinking about something.

And the old professor also acquiesced to his approach, and when he left, he was afraid to pat his very curved shoulder, and went out with a smile......

Xiang Qing put the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears with her fingers, looked down at the dense rolls on the table, and worked hard, but she didn't know that in the depths of her heart, ripples rose again. When Xiang Qing frowned and pondered the dense options, she didn't know that a shadow was reflected on the ground under her feet.

Mo Zixuan lowered his head slightly, no emotion could be seen on his calm and handsome face, and through Xiang Qing's long black hair, he vaguely saw her not very clear outline.

As he had seen, Xiang Qing was not a girl who was stunning at first sight, at least in his opinion, he thought so.

Looking at the way she occasionally bit the tip of the pen, Mo Zixuan's white hands were inserted into the fat pockets on the beige trousers, and he turned sideways slightly, looking at the test questions she was struggling with.

Jun Mei frowned slightly, his black pupils were a little surprised, and sighed, this question is not difficult!

His big bony hand stretched out, and he was about to point out the problem, but suddenly he noticed something.

On the side of the scroll sat a gray leather notebook, the very ordinary kind, if he had before, he would not have cared about this kind of detail.

But now, I have to care......

In the chaotic lines, he still saw the three big characters he was familiar with at a glance, and believed him, in this world, no one is more familiar with this name than him......

The clear eyes moved slightly, Mo Zixuan's big white hand was withdrawn, once again inserted into his pocket, and he opened his long legs and walked forward.

And Xiang Qing didn't know all this, she never thought that the font that had been painted so that it couldn't be discerned would be discovered by that smart boy at a glance.

When the bell rang, Xiang Qing saw that his roll was put away, and he had a bitter face, wanting to cry without tears.

"Xiang Qing, do you want to eat?"

"Well, good!" Looking at the empty podium, Xiang Qing was a little lost, looked at the notebook that was spread out randomly, and put it away with a weak heart.

She swears, it's really just a mess.

"I'll tell you!" Satomi pulled the backpack behind her, looked at the crowd in front and behind who were also running to the cafeteria, and smiled.

"What's wrong?" Buttoning up the black woolen coat, Xiang Qing curled the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

Satomi is like this, often mysterious, a little uncomfortable at first, but now she has gradually become accustomed to it, but she is very curious, what does she want to say?

"Mo Zixuan just now, standing by your side for a long time......"

"What did you say?" The book in her hand fell to the ground and hit her toes, grinning in pain, but she forgot to cry out in pain.

"It's true!" Pouting her pink lips, Satomi waited for her big watery eyes, and was a little jealous, and then grinned: "However, it's not good that you're looking at me!" ”

"Forehead ......" picked up the notebook on the ground, Xiang Qing's black eyes flickered a little, and his heart chuckled.

Knowing that he may not be really looking at himself as Satomi said, but, why, her heart is still a little apprehensive.

I don't think I'll see the words I have scribbling on it.

Yes, yes, that person, as if he never cared about others, among that others, including himself.

"Xiang Qing, Xiang Qing!" Pushing her body, Satomi frowned and looked at Xiang Qing.

But in her heart, she thought that her words should not make her think too much, after all, such a boy is easy to make people think about it.

Everyone has careful thoughts, and Satomi is not surprised, most of them are little girls from the countryside, and occasionally they want to compare, show off, and so on.

"Huh? Going to eat? ”

"Don't think about it, maybe I'm wrong!"

"Well, that's okay." patted the soil on the book, Xiang Qing looked at her for a few seconds, and the smile on the corner of her mouth faded a little.

Such a tone, such a tone, she had heard it a few years ago, in that place.

Could it be that girls are like this, thoughtful, and always have a different meaning when they speak?

Xiang Qing didn't want to think about it too much, and she didn't think too much about these things, it was obvious that except for Shen Xiaoxiao, she would not make any so-called "friends" anymore.

is the only individual in the world, why should I accommodate you to fulfill those meaningless "friendships".

Some injuries are enough, just one time!

On the other side, Mo Zixuan sat lazily in the dormitory, boringly swiping the black mobile phone in his hand, and there was a soothing piano music in the headphones.

From time to time, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Cheng Jiaming and Song Cheng on the side of the watch had tense faces, full of doubts.

Generally speaking, this young master is not usually like this.

"You say, what's wrong with him?"

"I don't know ......"

"It's rare, Cheng Jiaming, who looks in all directions and listens to all directions, still doesn't know when he doesn't know?"

"There are so many things I don't know...... putting on black headphones, Cheng Jiaming quickly tapped the notebook on the table and threw himself into the complex game.

But the heart is still touched by something.

And Song Cheng squinted his sharp eyes, staring at Mo Zixuan's handsome face that brought disaster to the country and the people, and pursed his mouth, not thinking about it.

Anyway, it's useless to think about it.

Mo Zixuan, a person who is indifferent and has almost reached a certain level, what he doesn't want to say, even if you pry his mouth open, you still won't get anything.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, running as usual, sending away the tail of winter, spring is also inadvertently coming......

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you?"

Xiang Qing held two snow-white ice creams in her hands, looked at her with red eyes, and approached carefully.

"It's okay!" Wiping away her tears, Shen Xiaoxiao reluctantly squeezed out a smile, looked at the dense TOEFL in her hand, and stopped talking.

"Here, take a break!"

Handing over the cold object in his hand, Xiang Qing patted the dust on the stone table and sat down on the gray marble cylindrical stool.

I knew that I wanted to go abroad, about a week ago, she took her hand and said, Xiang Qing, I don't want to be so mediocre.

She said that there was no one to rely on easily, and she had no choice but to become stronger.

Xiang Qing didn't know why the girl who had always been smug became so strong, but she understood that everyone had the right to choose, and she walked along the place she wanted.

Compared with Shen Xiaoxiao's cheering up and determination, Xiang Qing felt that she was a little too comfortable, and she never thought about how to go in the future.

Indeed, she is not a far-sighted person.

This has always been the case.