More than a year later.

In the second half of his senior year, Huo Yi returned to school.

At this time, the little girl had moved to live in an apartment outside the school, and her internship tasks and graduation thesis had been completed, so she just ate and drank every day, read books and watch dramas.

She's had enough~

The task of letting the original owner walk the flower path is too simple.

As long as you give your life to her, there will never be a life of failure.

The only drawback is that her relationship with Xie Yan has not yet become clear.

[It's time to be affectionate with His Royal Highness. 】

The little girl closed the fast wear that chased the latest chapter, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stretched.

"I'm afraid that he will get tired of me every day and affect my code words."

"It's over last night, it's all right."

Outside the window, a light snow began to fall at some point, and the tiny snowflakes splashed on the surface of the glass and suddenly turned into droplets.

The sunlight shines through the window and falls on the little girl by the window, forming a wonderful and beautiful picture.

In such a quiet and warm afternoon, Xuan Ruan wanted to share this beauty with Xie Yan.

"Baby, take a picture for me~"

[Okay.] 】

In the photo, the little girl is wearing a pink nightdress, her long curly hair is loose behind her shoulders, and she smiles sweetly at the camera.

She held a bouquet of gorgeous and beautiful roses in her hand, and on the white finger holding the bouquet, there was a dazzling golden ring.

The sunlight behind her was just right, gilding the little girl's beauty with a soft light.

Xuan Soft immediately sent it to Xie Yan: [Professor Xie, is it good-looking~]

It's a small recess, and Xie Yan is waiting in the classroom for class.

Hearing the message prompt, he immediately clicked on WeChat.

When I saw it, I laughed.

[Looks good.] ］

The pajamas he chose, the roses he had just ordered in the morning, and the rings ......

Xie Yan stood up abruptly.

Xuan Soft went to pour a glass of milk, returned to the window and waited for Xie Yan's next reply, and clicked on the circle of friends when he was bored, so he saw the literary version of the confession from Professor Xie.

"If it is the first day of new snow, the full moon is in the sky, there is a bright shadow below, and bright silver is circulating above, and you walk towards me with a smile, between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third color."

The accompanying picture is the photo she just posted.

The little girl couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

She checked the class schedule of the Department of Economics, changed her clothes, put on an orange coat with warmth on the outside, and took a taxi to school.

At this moment, Professor Xie was looking at the praise of the circle of friends and smiling gently.

The students in the classroom looked at him suspiciously, Xie Yan raised his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and posted the same circle of friends on his work WeChat.

His work WeChat added several school professors and several class leaders.

Soon, congratulations were sent from all over the place, and the classrooms and even the whole school were discussing like a pot.

Xuansoft's student identity was quickly spread, Xie Yan thought about it, and posted a photo of their marriage certificate on WeChat at work.

The date of registration on it clearly shows that it was during the October 1st holiday a year ago.

Xie Yan taught at the school after the October 1st holiday.

This time all the vicious speculation was silenced, and when the little girl arrived at school, she was faced with only kind gaze and blessings.

Considering that Xie Yan was in class, Xuan Ruan didn't tell him after he arrived in the classroom, and ran directly into the back row and sat down.

But she is too well-known at the moment, and the students in the back row can't help but exclaim when they see her.

Xie Yan's gaze fell in the next moment.

As soon as she came into contact with the well-behaved little girl, the displeasure in her eyes quickly melted into light.

There seemed to be stars in his eyes.