Ilan felt his cheek being kissed again and again, the guilt in her heart slowly dissipated, and she felt sorry for the young man in front of her who was in love with herself, the past was gone, and the future could be chased.

"Fan Hao, I'm sorry, I like you," she opened her eyes, two large tears flowed down her cheeks, and she looked at the young man in front of her and said what she wanted to say, it turned out that it was not as difficult as she imagined.

Hearing this, Fan Hao felt like a hopeless prisoner who had been pardoned, the chains that had trapped him for many years were untied, and that innocent and sincere love emanated from every cell of his body.

He looked into Elan's eyes silently, as if to look into the depths of her soul, and he reached out a hand to gently wipe the tears from her face.

It's the first time for Yilan to look at Fan Hao's eyes so closely, the smile on his face at the moment is something she has never seen before, his dark eyes clearly reflect himself, what beautiful eyes, these are the most beautiful eyes she has ever seen in her life, when did she start to care, she couldn't think of a specific time or a specific event.

I like it so much, I feel at ease, she took a small step forward, stretched out her hands to wrap her arms around the young man in front of her, a thousand words are not as good as holding him in her arms at this moment, this person has liked herself for so long, alone, at this moment she knows that the feeling of pain and love is so similar.

The two hugged each other like this, quietly feeling the peace and joy at the moment, Yilan thought that no matter where he was, who he was, who he was now, it didn't matter anymore, the universe was so vast and slim, it was not as warm as this person's embrace.

"Do you want to go back or do you want to go," Fan Hao asked patting Yilan's back.

"Let's go," she sniffed, now she just wanted to be with him.

"Okay," Fan smoothed her windswept hair.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and they walked side by side in the academy, but they walked casually without a destination.

The night of the Starlink Academy is quiet and sweet, the evening breeze is gentle, the fragrance of flowers is bursting, under the illumination of stars and lights, hazy and intoxicating, Ilan looks at the scenery in front of him, his steps are light, and he jumps on the floor tiles from time to time, just like the grid jumping game he used to play when he was a child.

"Be careful, don't fall."

Seeing Yilan jumping staggeringly, Fan Hao reached out to grab her hand, but the next moment it was a little unnatural, as if he had made up his mind not to let go, but he didn't force it, just waiting for the other party's reaction.

Yilan, who had already understood her favor, saw all these in her eyes, and she held Fan Hao's hand back slightly, and stopped jumping around.

"Where am I going to fall......" she muttered quietly, please, she was an S-class student with a magnetic storm physique, but it felt good to be cared for by someone she liked.

"How's the preparation for tomorrow's speech and opening ceremony," Fan Hao asked, leaving only one day to prepare tomorrow, and he was a little worried.

"Almost, I see that the speeches of the graduate representatives every year are similar, I just follow the tradition, as for the opening ceremony, I have to think again," she always organized the activities of the unit before the speech, and watched some video materials of the college over the years, but there was no difficulty, but the opening ceremony looked at the creativity of today's B Academy, she is not easy to fool, no matter how you say it, she can't embarrass the S Academy.

"Then what do I want to do with you tomorrow," he used to be afraid that he would cause her trouble, so he didn't dare to approach, but now that the two have the same heart, he naturally wants to be with her all the time.

"That's great," Fan Hao is so reliable, with him absolutely twice the result with half the effort.

"I'm always there whenever you need me," he said.

Yilan listened to what he said, and couldn't help but look at the tall and thin boy beside him, how could he not find him so good at talking before, exuding his charm all the time, thinking of what happened in the garden just now, she suddenly felt not beautiful, this is what she met today, what about before.

Fan Hao's eyes have been around Yilan, seeing that her expression has changed, and in the end, she is a little annoyed and angry, but she feels that she can't figure out her thoughts.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"It's nothing, it's just, when you rejected someone just now, you seem to be very skillful like that....... "God, why is she doing this, why is her mouth out of control tonight."

Hearing this, Fan Hao not only didn't explain, but laughed over there, and it was difficult for Yilan to pretend that he couldn't hear the voice.

"You're still smiling...... This is too embarrassing, isn't it clear to tell him that he cares a lot, is there a mistake, he has never seen any big scenes in his two lives, and he is still jealous? I definitely short-circuited my brain just now.

Thinking of this, she twisted her hand to shake it off, she wanted to go back to the bedroom, she wanted to be quiet.

"Ahem, okay, don't make a fuss, I didn't laugh at you, I just had fun," he said as he pulled Ilan forward as he pulled him forward.

"An elder in the family once told me that if a girl cares about other girls' feelings for you, it means that the girl cares about you very much, which means that she likes you very much...... "What could be happier for him than the fact that Ilan likes himself, he can't think of it."

"Hey, don't say any more........ It's embarrassing....... "Is this a verbal attack, she feels a little hot on her face."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The night was dark, the two walked towards the S courtyard, and when they arrived at the door of Yi's bedroom, Fan Hao suddenly felt that time passed so quickly, he was reluctant to part with her, and when he thought that they could meet again tomorrow, he was unspeakably sad.

"Good night, I'm in," Ilan said, smiling unconsciously, but the two of them didn't let go of their hands at all.

"Well, good night."

Seeing the young man in front of her looking at herself patronizing and talking, she didn't let go, she only felt angry, funny and sweet, gently shook the hands that were held, and looked at each other with inquiring eyes.

Both of them sneered, and then let go of their hands until Yilan entered the room, and Fan Hao was taking the elevator back to the room.

Back in the room, Yilan looked at the dressing mirror at the door, the girl in it was full of unconcealable happiness, she said to the mirror in her heart countless times calm, but it had little effect, and she was too useless.

She didn't change her clothes, she threw herself on the bed all of a sudden, reached out and touched the fur pillow at the head of the bed, which was a gift that Fan Hao brought back to her during the holiday a few years ago, she grabbed it and hugged it in her arms, looked at the roof in a daze, didn't know what to think, sneered, and then put the pillow on her face.

Now she is very sure that the shadow left by the terrible marriage seems to be almost gone, and the layers of psychological defenses she set up before seem to have been shattered all at once, and her life can be regarded as the real beginning from this moment.

She thought tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

It was also difficult to sleep was Fan Hao downstairs, back in the dormitory, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time, looking at the scenery of the academy, his thoughts drifted into the distance, when he knew his feelings for Yilan, he couldn't think of when this relationship would have a result, whether it was good or bad, he was both curious and didn't want to know the answer.

Everything tonight is like a dream, and now he feels that everything just now is not real, is it another dream of his own, the girl he has liked for many years responds to his feelings, and she likes himself too, he looked down at his hands in a daze.

My mind recalls over and over every scene that had just happened, her words, her tears, her arms, her hands.

Fan Hao constantly restrained his urge to go to her for verification, he must not disturb her rest again, there are still many things to do tomorrow.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he walked to the dormitory, took out a delicately packaged brocade box with an ancient pattern engraved on it from the drawer of the bedside table, he opened the brocade box, and inside was a crystal pendant, closed the lid, he put the brocade box on the bedside table, turned around and went to change clothes and wash.

Juvenile feelings are always poetry, and it is precisely because there is no other factor that the feelings of youth are so precious, and this sudden outbreak of feelings dilutes the sadness of graduation, as if all problems are not a problem in the face of true love.

Ilan was lying on the bed, looking at the stars in the sky outside the window, she didn't want to think about what reality and what difficulties, she just wanted to live in the moment now, no matter how much she imagined, it was sometimes in vain, it was better to cherish the people in front of her, she believed that any problem could be solved.

She had seen a sentence in the book before, and she was fascinated at first glance, the book said that the love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas can also be flat, and she can meet Fan Hao, separated by mountains and seas, since miracles exist, then why don't she face all this calmly.