After reacting, the blood in Xiang Qing's body stopped flowing, and he raised his head again, and the two long bodies had quietly stood up.

Got up in a hurry, Xiang Qingrao hadn't gotten used to it yet, so close to them, for a while, there was a bang, and the cups and saucers in his hand fell to the ground crisply.

"Xiang Qing!" Seeing this, Shen Xiaoxiao seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then reacted quickly and pulled Xiang Qing over, scolding angrily while checking if there was anything wrong with her.

"I'm fine." Xiang Qing smiled and quietly clenched her palms, but she was thinking in her heart, Xiang Qing, why do you always make a fool of yourself in front of him?

Secretly raising his head, Xiang Qing saw the boy with his hands in his pockets, he didn't seem to be affected by this incident, his fair face rushed away, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Okay!" Cheng Jiaming took off his blue down jacket, waved his hand, let the cleaning waiter go down, and stuffed two tips before leaving.

"Meet Cheng Jiaming, your friend's boyfriend."

To be honest, Xiang Qing looks down on this style of the eldest young master, but she also understands that this is their birthright, and it is understandable.

Yes......

Shen Xiaoxiao, when did he get together with this playboy, speaking of Cheng Jiaming, the whole school knows that he is amorous and amorous, and he also has peach blossom eyes that are double hooked.

"Uh...... Well, I'm Xiang Qing. ”

Cheng Jiaming nodded, and then stopped Shen Xiaoxiao's ***, sat on the seat on the side, and then got up, not knowing what to say,

"Let's go out for a while, you guys talk."

Shen Xiaoxiao had no choice, so she smiled at Xiang Qing helplessly, and then walked out with him, and her intuition told Xiang Qing that Xiaoxiao might be a little different today.

Sluggish, she didn't realize what kind of environment she was in now, her hands on both sides gradually clenched, and she couldn't advance or retreat.

It's really embarrassing!

And Mo Zixuan didn't seem to notice the strangeness of the girl in front of him, and his big hand deftly untied the intertwined scarf, revealing a white slender neck.

Then, he took off his white down jacket, casually put it on the back of the chair, sat down elegantly, and looked at the gold-encrusted red menu on the table.

Xiang Qing was unconsciously attracted by him, the gray open-collar cardigan hung close to his body, soft and warm, the silver pendant around his neck flashed and flashed, occasionally as he lowered his body, he poked his head out mischievously.

"Don't you sit?"

Realizing that it seemed to be too much of herself, Mo Zixuan raised his head and looked at her lightly.

And it just so happened that Xiang Qing's inquiring eyes crashed into those dark eyes, Mo Zixuan stared at her for a minute, and then, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was not easy to detect.

He bowed his head again.

And Xiang Qing's face turned red, and where he couldn't see, he secretly sighed and let out a long breath, step by step, almost moved to the soft stool.

In front of this clean boy who makes people's hearts flutter just by looking at it, it is difficult for Xiang Qing to hide his inner emotions.

There is excitement, excitement, and deep inferiority......

The waiter approached, approaching the Spring Festival, with a ruddy and festive look on his face.

"Spicy?"

The long finger put down the white paper sheet that had been painted with the color of the dish, Mo Zixuan, looking at her, his face was not as indifferent as just now.

"Well, it's fine."

After speaking, she unconsciously shook the corners of her mouth, and she was so angry that she almost wanted to bite off her tongue, what kind of answer is this.

"Mandarin duck pot!"

Smiling at the smiling waiter in a friendly way, Mo Zixuan turned his head and looked out the window again, as if he didn't care about Qing's answer just now, thinking about his future path in the little steam.

To give in, or to resist, that's really a question.

Now, even if heaven and man are at war in his heart, in the end, is he still like a withered tree swaying in the cold wind, at the mercy of the cold cold.

This, no one knows.

The waiter took the menu in his hand, but his eyes were locked on his chin, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he stared faintly at the boy outside the window.

And Xiang Qing watched all this quietly, looking at her white fingers, and didn't speak.

Mo Zixuan, how easy it is for him to be easily infatuated, a smile made others stunned and amazed time.

When he raised his head again, he still maintained the same posture, thin as a, but still bright, at this time Xiang Qing was thinking, such a blessed boy, what is it, why is he sad?

The steaming hot pot was quickly served, and Mo Zixuan came back to his senses, lightly tore open the white paper bag, and added some green vegetables into it.

And Xiang Qing looked at him not on purpose, but with very elegant movements, and secretly amazed.

The phone rings, and suddenly it rings......

Xiang Qing looked at the caller ID in her hand, and a trace of doubt appeared on her ruddy face, why did Xiaoxiao call at this time?

And Mo Zixuan was also obviously disturbed by this ringing, his clear eyes glanced at it lightly, and his lips swung in an arc, "Take it!" ”

"Hmm!"

Although it felt rude, Xiang Qing still closed the call, and her intuition told her that something seemed to happen.

"What's wrong with Xiaoxiao?" deliberately lowered her voice, Xiang Qing looked at Mo Zixuan who was eating, as if she didn't care, and her heart was a lot more settled.

The voice over there seemed to be a little crying, which made Xiang Qing's heart chuckle, "Xiaoxiao, are you okay?" ”

"Hmm...... We're not going back, so let's eat first! ”

Then, the phone was snapped suddenly, Xiang Qing frowned, looking at her white mobile phone in a daze, Xiaoxiao knew if something was wrong with her.

"Xiaoxiao said that they ......"

"It's not coming, is it?" Putting the white and tender shrimp into the steaming clear soup, Mo Zixuan didn't look at her, but he interrupted Xiang Qing's words knowing something.

"Xiaoxiao is crying, I want to go to her! Excuse me, do you know ......?"

"I don't know!" The white teeth bit the full lip flap, Mo Zixuan held the chopsticks in his mouth, and his black eyes were clear as if they were glowing, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at her.

"That ......"

Why didn't he seem to worry about his friends at all? Xiang Qing didn't understand why the person she had secretly liked was so indifferent.

Even though it was close, she didn't understand what was going on in his head.

"It's okay!" Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, his slender fingers picked up the transparent glass of water and took a sip of water unhurriedly.

It was as if he had expected all this.

Entangled and biting his lip, Xiang Qing's not very good-looking little face showed a trace of hesitation, closed his eyes and exhaled.

Then he picked up the chopsticks and ate the hot pot almost without much care, as he thought, the boy never touched the hot soup over there.

No matter how ugly his eating appearance was, the man's eyebrows didn't raise again.

When she went out, it was cold and windy, Xiang Qing gathered the down jacket on her body, and refused Mo Zixuan's kindness, she didn't want to do such a good car.

Such a good-looking but indifferent boy, she didn't dare to approach.

It's like two people from different worlds, what he's thinking, she doesn't understand, she can't understand it, probably, she doesn't need to worry about it anymore.

After returning to the dormitory, Xiang Qing called Shen Xiaoxiao a lot, but what was left for her was still a series of busy sounds, and later, I found out that ......

…… Divider......

After the last unpleasant dinner with Mo Zixuan, Xiang Qing began to consciously stay away from those people, she always felt that she and them were not the same people at all.

The boy who used to care about him on the bus, the boy who used to be hurt and never returned at all, no longer exists......

What was it that made him change so much?

Xiang Qing doesn't want to delve into it anymore, maybe, in the future, she will start walking according to the path she has drawn, and she will not have any intersection with those people.

As for Xiaoxiao, after that night, nothing happened to her, she was still grinning as usual, and she and Cheng Jiaming still showed affection at every turn, and she just laughed.

On the New Year, she didn't go home, and when she sat alone in the cold dormitory of the school, her heart was bitter, but she was also relieved.

Go home? She doesn't have a home.

What I'm afraid of is not parting, but that after parting, that cold heart will resurge again, thinking about some redundancy that has long been irrelevant to me.

In her sophomore year, Xiaoxiao suddenly never mentioned the name Cheng Jiaming, Xiang Qing didn't ask, but she also knew that it seemed to be a real and complete end between them.

Occasionally, there will be some rumors, probably because Cheng Jiaming has a new love, forgetting the old love and the like, Xiaoxiao just laughed when he heard it.

The big grin didn't care, on her face, Xiang Qing could no longer see it.

Time is always so cruel, after experiencing a lot of things, that strong feeling seems to have disappeared, Xiaoxiao is like this, and Xiang Qing is even more so.

For Mo Zixuan, a boy, Xiang Qing no longer thinks about it, the more she comes into contact, the more she understands that he is just a stranger to her, dazzling, and ......

Known as the most terrifying, the Red Flame Maniac, in the class of the old professor of the second foreign language, Xiang Qing looked at the beauty in the dormitory and fell asleep, holding her cheeks, bored and distracted.

To be honest, in addition to those who have ambitions and goals, there are a few people in college who can work so hard to take this boring Japanese elective course.

The tip of the pen slid, and on the blank notebook, Xiang Qing wrote something randomly, what it could be, she didn't know, it was just the so-called graffiti.

"Everyone who sleeps wakes me up, and it's only a month before the International Proficiency Test, and the students who want to take the test cheer me up."

With his youthful curly hair, the short Japanese teacher almost jumped out of his mouth to say this, so frightened that the person who fell asleep was unsteady and almost poked his pen in the face.

And Xiang Qing half-squinted, stabbed Satomi who was sleepy-eyed on the side, and helplessly blocked her ears.

Satomi is the kind of simple and innocent girl, she doesn't have long black hair like Xiang Qing, and her semi-short hair is often coiled high on the top of her head, which is not cute.

Especially those big watery eyes, people can't help but take a few more looks, to be honest, Xiang Qing thought that in this beautiful school, he was really ordinary.

A minute later, the classroom began to become noisy, Xiang Qing was puzzled, turned his head, and the Red Flame Maniac who was still full of anger just now was already smiling.

Following her line of sight, the white teaching door was pushed open, and a white figure walked over.

It's Mo Zixuan!