"It's never been you chasing me." Nan Fusheng poured all his tenderness and dropped a parting kiss on Nan Zuisheng's forehead: "I have always looked up to you by your side." The mature man with handsome eyebrows bent down and hugged the girl in his arms, hiding the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes deep into her neck.

Nan Zuisheng felt the dampness and heat in his ears, choked and tilted his head slightly: "I'll wait for you to come back." She lifted her hand to his face, which had been buried in the shoulder socket, and the tears of the other man also wet her eyes. The two are inseparable and close together, and they are destined to be inseparable in this life from the moment they meet.

Just like the secret she once locked in a drawer, Nan Fusheng once said that there are as many stars in the sky as there are girls in the world, and I am the brightest star in his heart, and I will sleep in his heart forever. The diary, with its faint woody scent, was slowly blown open by the warm breeze, and the small lines on the title page shimmered in the sunlight.

Seven years ago in the spring, early in the morning.

"Drunk, have you washed up?" The handsome young man held two glasses of milk, and when his eyes touched the empty seat next to the dining table, he turned his head helplessly to the corner of the stairs: "If you rub it out for school, you will be late." ”

"Come on, come on, brother, don't rush!" The voice of the girl Qingling came from upstairs, accompanied by the sound of overturning things, and she hurriedly kicked and ran down the stairs with her slippers: "Am I not here, you see that you are always urging." Nan Zuisheng sat down next to the boy and hurriedly tied his hair.

"You." Nan Fusheng shook his head helplessly, and pushed the milk in front of Nan Zuisheng: "Hurry up and eat breakfast, today is the first day of school, you can't be late." After saying that, he carefully cut the fried egg on the plate and fed it to Nan Zuisheng, who was still full of reluctance.

South drunk, South floating.

Zuisheng is a girl with the same surname as him, and both parents have been working abroad for a long time, because Nan Zuisheng is still young, her parents and Nan Fusheng's parents are close friends, so she was entrusted to Nan Fusheng to take care of.

At first, Nan Zuisheng only occasionally lived in Nan Fusheng's house, and when she returned home, she had her own nanny to take care of her, but as time went by, she liked to run to Fusheng's house more and more, and over time, even Zuisheng's parents were helpless.

Fortunately, the families of both parties are equally wealthy, and it is not difficult to take care of a little girl, plus Nan Fusheng has always taken care of her as a younger sister, and the two of them are good companions together, so the parents of both sides gradually let go of their hearts.

"Okay brother, I'm done eating, let's go." Nan Zuisheng drank the remaining milk in the cup, pushed away the plate in his hand and stood up. Hearing this, Nan Fusheng put down the fork unhurriedly, picked up a tissue and faced the girl: "Are you sure you want to go to school like this?" He lowered his eyes and carefully wiped the corners of the girl's mouth, and the milk stains instantly soaked through the thin tissue.

Nan Zuisheng quietly waited for his brother to finish wiping, and his smiling eyes were crooked: "I'm not sure, but I believe my brother won't leave me alone." She stared at Nan Fusheng in front of her, her eyes full of trust and dependence.

The class bell rang in a hurry, and the students rushed in from the classroom door: "Huhu--- I'm not late." Nan drunk panted and stepped into the classroom at the last second before the bell fell, his long black hair scattered messily on his school uniform during the run, and the ordinary black and white were intertwined into an indescribable beauty.

Many new students sitting at their desks looked curiously at the door of the classroom, and the girl who kept panting with one hand on the door frame was really eye-catching. Whether it is flowing long hair or delicate facial features, they are a little out of place with the plain and unremarkable.

"Please pick your seat and sit down, we're going to start introducing ourselves shortly." The head teacher stood on the podium and looked at Nan Zuisheng with a kind smile, his voice gentle and calm.

"Good teacher." Nan Zuisheng smiled lightly and turned his head to look at the seats in the classroom. Many male classmates moved their chairs a little nervously, calm on the surface, but in their hearts they were very much looking forward to being lucky enough to be Nan Zuisheng's tablemate.

After a few laps back and forth, Nam looked at the position in front of the podium, where the lighting and the view of the class were the best, and next to him was a boy with glasses. Just as she was about to step towards her chosen seat, a boy sitting in the second row by the window said hello: Hi. He looked up at Nan Zuisheng, his handsome features half-hidden in the shadows.

The body by the window was lazily bathed in the sun, half of his white shirt was outlined with warm gold edges, and he picked up the backpack on the seat next to him, his eyes deep.

Nan Zuisheng turned his head to look at him, and after a slight pause in his footsteps, he slowly sat down beside him. The boy sitting in front of the podium smiled at the corner of his lips and lowered his head to support the edge of his silver glasses.

The head teacher looked at the students sitting in the classroom and nodded with satisfaction: "Today is the first day of school, and everyone is still not familiar with each other, so now the first student by the window will start and take turns to introduce themselves on the podium." With that, she stepped off the podium and applauded to liven up the atmosphere.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xi Yusheng." The girls in the first row stepped up to the podium and whispered. She looks delicate and cute, her chestnut hair reflects her fair skin, and her demeanor and movements are graceful, and she soon won a round of applause from the audience.

Then there was Nan Zuisheng's tablemate, the handsome boy. I saw him walk up to the stage unhurriedly, and the crooked button on his white shirt gave him an uninhibited temperament: "Hello, my name is Bei Langsheng." He put one hand in his pocket and made a cold introduction. This cool image instantly captured the attention of many female classmates, and before the words fell, the applause from the audience rang out warmly, occasionally mixed with a few whispers between girls.

Soon it was Nan Zuisheng's turn, Bei Langsheng didn't sit in his seat when he stepped down, he stood at the desk and waited for Nan Zuisheng to come out of his seat: "It's your turn." He changed his cold image when he came to the stage, and reminded him in a gentle voice. Nan Zuisheng stood up, and as he passed by his side, he caught a glimpse of a smile on the corner of Bei Langsheng's mouth.

Nan Zuisheng stood on the podium, and did not say the same as everyone else, saying hello, what is my name, but quietly picked up a piece of chalk on the podium, turned around and wrote his name calmly on the blackboard.

The girl's slender back stood in front of the blackboard, her waist-high long hair fluttered slightly with the movement of the strokes, and the classmates in the audience consciously kept quiet, waiting for her to turn around: "Nan is drunk." The white chalk words were elegant and delicate, she turned around and put the chalk back, and pinned a strand of long hair half-wrapped on her shoulders behind her ears with elegant movements, Nan Zuisheng looked at the classmates in the audience, and there was a shallow smile flowing in her smart eyes.