"Xiang Qing, have you heard that there is an event in the auditorium today?"

"Nope."

"Oh, can you care about that?" Satomi had already painted the exquisite makeup, and glanced at the confused Xiang Qing who was still fighting with Zhou Gong on the bed.

"Did something happen?" Scratching the broken hair on her forehead indiscriminately, Xiang Qing thought, where is she in the mood to care about those things now?

looked at his mobile phone that was about to be blown up, his brows were tufted, and some cold sweat flowed.

The boy who delivered milk tea to Xiang Qing last time, really, swore to Xiang Qing that he was just a classmate, but, inexplicably, why did he always call himself?

It's okay once or twice, but I can't stand the endlessness.

"My male god is coming......"

"Who?" There are many male gods in Satomi, either the movie star or the new idol.

"Mo Zixuan! If you don't say it's my male god, it's amazing! With a snap, she closed the powder box, and she was kindly popularizing knowledge, what young people are promising, and what careers are successful.

After a lot of crackling words, Xiang Qing finally understood that it turned out that the network center established by Mo Zixuan and his three brothers was officially listed in the country, and after hearing that it was interrupted for a few weeks, it swept a large area.

Is it amazing?

Xiang Qing used her unobtrusive smile to barely pull a few ugly smiles, which is very powerful, but what does it have to do with herself?

Thinking of the last time, Xiang Qing's heart is still very stuffy, sometimes, she will silently ask herself, what is it like to give up a person she has liked for a long time?

In other words, what does it feel like to give up Mo Zixuan's good-looking man?

After thinking about it for a long time, there was no answer, because it was actually just a secret love that belonged to her, giving up or fighting, it would not affect others at all, and in this world, no one would know all the struggles in her heart.

"Xiang Qing, Xiang Qing, pack up and go together!"

"No, I'm not going."

"Why?"

"I'm just too lazy to move." Turning his head upside down and continuing to cover the crimson summer cool quilt, Xiang Qing hid his face in the darkness.

What are you doing there? Seeing Mo Zixuan was just more uncomfortable.

"That'...... All right. After a busy clean-up, Xiang Qing lifted the quilt and breathed in the fresh air when she was walking in Satomi.

On the other side, in the rather large auditorium, it can be said that there is a lot of people, not only the leaders of the school or something, but even the media who come to admire it almost squeezed their heads.

Mo Zixuan on the podium was dressed in a black Armani suit, and the whole person looked more and more handsome, his slender fingers slightly adjusted the microphone in front of him, and then spoke eloquently.

The magnetic male voice invades people's ears with the air, and the sound, like a melodious cello, makes people's hearts move.

What's even more respectable is that his speech is clear and simple, and his handsome and dazzling face always has a shallow smile, which makes people addicted.

"Senior, can we do the next step of the interview?" The elementary school girl with contact lenses held up her camera and yelled loudly, and the reporters were eager to try.

For nothing else, the three young and promising senior graduates in front of them are so impressive, and they all have extraordinary family backgrounds, which is daunting.

"I'm sorry, I'll leave it to Song Cheng to answer your questions." The corners of his mouth were hooked, Mo Zixuan smiled indifferently, and immediately conquered everyone.

Song Cheng also understood that Mo Zixuan didn't plan to accept any superfluous interviews today, he seemed to have other things to do.

Surrounded by everyone, the glorious man walked indifferently to the backstage.

"Senior Song, why? Senior Mo doesn't accept interviews? ”

"This ...... Let's get down to business. ”

Satomi, who was in the front row, looked at Mo Zixuan's long figure, and there was a lot of reluctance in her eyes, and she finally saw him.

After more than ten minutes, she was really a little depressed, lowered her head and sent a short message on her mobile phone. Although the first two seniors are also very handsome, Mo Zixuan is not there, and she has lost interest a little.

A jingle bell

Xiang Qing looked down at the small pink mobile phone in his hand, and his eyebrows trembled slightly, "Xiang Qing, it's so annoying, the male god left suddenly." ”

The corners of some white and tender mouths trembled, Xiang Qing felt a little dizzy under the dazzling sun, the weather was very hot today, she only wore a pure white dress, over her knees.

She wiped the sweat from her ears, and felt that there were black lines on her forehead, how could she not know that Mo Zixuan was gone, because the good-looking man was standing in front of her.

He stood there straight, holding a black suit in one hand, although his young face was still a lot more mature, but his every move was still the same as when he first met.

Xinchang's figure walked slowly, with a still indifferent smile on the corner of his lips, and his facial features shining dazzlingly in the sun, Xiang Qing felt very unfair.

What kind of preference does God have to create such a unique and beautiful man who does not seem to be like a human being?

Putting the mobile phone back in his pocket, Xiang Qing held a few books, thinking about how to deal with the handsome man who was already close at hand.

His dark black pupils stared at Xiang Qing tightly, occasionally blinking his long, thick eyelashes.

"I didn't say ......."

"I don't remember!" Mo Zixuan changed the black suit in his hand to one arm, and raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he had really forgotten.

Xiang Qing looked up at him, and felt a little speechless for a while.

"You ......"

"It's so hot, I'll give you a drink!" Mo Zixuan smiled lightly, it was really hot, and he untied the neckline that was tied very neatly.

"Really...... No...... Feed! ”

was tightly held by Mo Zixuan's little hand, and Xiang Qing's pile of books fell to the ground with a clatter, she wanted to break free with force, but it still had no effect.

"Mo Zixuan, are you enough?" Biting her lip, Xiang Qing fell on the hard asphalt road because of her unsteady pace, and her knees oozed blood.

The softness in his hand disappeared suddenly, Mo Zixuan turned his head, looked at Xiang Qing with teary eyes on the ground, felt a little guilty in his heart, and stretched out his big hand to pull her up.

"But what if I don't have enough?" There was a slight tremor in her voice, and Mo Zixuan didn't know what was wrong, looking at her pitiful little person who still rejected herself, she felt a little palpitations.

"You ......." Xiang Qing closed her eyes, she let the man who seemed to be a little strange pull down the pharmacy, bought a box of cartoon OK bandages, and sat in the open-air cold drink shop.

Along the way, Xiang Qing lowered his head, silently shed tears, and made a movement from time to time, while Mo Zixuan didn't say a word, just frowned tightly.

"Excuse me, what do you two want?" The smiling waiter held the silver drink menu, and his eyes stared at the handsome man with a dark face in front of him, and then turned his gaze to Xiang Qing, who was silent.

Are they arguing?

"What to drink?" Mo Zixuan's good-looking black eyes looked at Xiang Qing, his fingers deftly tore open the cartoon OK bandage, and asked casually.

"Whatever." Pursing his lips, Xiang Qing looked at his aching knees and wiped away the tears that remained in the corners of his eyes.

"Two glasses of orange juice."

"Okay."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zixuan got up and slowly walked in front of Xiang Qing, he bent his slender legs and slowly squatted down.

The sudden breath made Xiang Qing's body shake suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to stand up, but in the next second, he was pressed down by the big white hands.

"I ......"

"Don't move!" Mo Zixuan's good-looking fingers gently pressed the ok to Xiang Qing's knee, and gently pressed it firmly, it seemed that it was the first time to do this kind of thing, and his technique was still very clumsy.

Bei tooth bit lightly, Xiang Qing shed tears inexplicably, what does he mean by this?

"Why, I make you cry every time?" Mo Zixuan looked at her tear-dripping chin from below, sighed helplessly, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away the hot tears for her.

And Xiang Qing sobbed while looking at his face that seemed to be a little heartbroken, and turned his head awkwardly.

She always thought that she would not be tempted again, but he was so gentle and so kind to herself, no matter what the purpose was, it seemed that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"What the hell do you mean?" Looking at the steaming asphalt outside, he whispered.

"I ......" got up slowly, Mo Zixuan sat back in the seat opposite, his white long fingers holding the white plastic tube, stirring unhurriedly.

At this time, Mo Zixuan seemed to have understood something, but he was still confused, he was not the kind of person who played with others, but ......

is as smart as him, how can he not understand that Xiang Qing likes him, he has liked him for a long time, and sometimes he wants to deliberately pretend that he doesn't know, but he often can't do it.

"I thought I wouldn't like anyone else anymore......" With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, Mo Zixuan suddenly raised his head, and there was unknown sadness in his eyes, in addition to being beautiful.

"What?" Xiang Qing looked up, Rao didn't expect him to say such a good thing, and he was a little curious.

"Mo Xiao, she is the first girl I liked, I always thought that I would always like it, but ......" The palms on both sides clenched, Mo Zixuan smiled, but was relieved.

"Before I was dumped by her, I always thought that I didn't really want much, but when she told me that I didn't deserve her, I realized what else I had besides this face."

"What do you mean by telling me these things?" Listening to his lonely words, Xiang Qing raised his head and looked at his handsome but melancholy face, feeling depressed.

Why would he tell a stranger of his own about these things?

"I just, I wanted to tell you...... In the past, I didn't have much hope for love...... It made me see clearly that love without material things is worthless. ”

"No, I think Mo Xiao is sincere to you, her feelings for you may not be worthless."

Xiang Qing took a small sip of the orange juice in the quilt, raised his head, and looked at him......