The weather was still cold in early spring, and when Qi Yanshen caught up with the rooftop, under the vast blue sky, Anyang's figure looked slender and thin.

The cigarette between his fingertips floated out a faint mist, and An Yang's face was full of shadows in it, and the charm revealed in the decadence easily caught his gaze.

"HI, borrow a fire."

Qi Yanshen's voice has obviously passed the voice change period, although it is not the subwoofer that the hero is used to, but it has a unique charm. Especially when he leaned over the railing at the moment, in the low laughter, his stretched eyebrows and eyes were not beautiful.

An Yang saw that it was a classmate who happened to be in the classroom today, and frowned impatiently, "Smoking is not good for your health." ”

The grandiose refusal did not make Qi Yanshen react. Taking out the lighter from his pocket, the fragrance of mint wafted in, gently intertwining with the thin smoke of Anyang.

Under the sun, his gaze narrowed gently, as if he was carefully delineating the contours of An Yang's face.

Noticing that Qi Yanshen was just an excuse to borrow fire just now, An Yang looked back again.

He stared at her intently, and she looked back unceremoniously, embarrassed to see who was embarrassed.

Knowing the sparkle flying in those eyes, Qi Yanshen laughed softly, "Ning Sinian......"

The name was said softly by him, like a gripping movement, which made An Yang's ears tremble slightly.

"My name is Qi Yanshen."

"Wow, it's really him! Young Master Qi actually came to school! ”

"Woo woo, I thought I wouldn't be able to see my face until I graduated."

"Qi Yanshen, look at it, I love you!"

The excited screams of the girls suddenly flashed in her mind, and the movements in An Yang's hands stiffened slightly, and then she remembered why she felt that this person was familiar.

"Oh." For the appearance of former alumni, Anyang did not have a good impression. She had gained a lot at that school, but she had lost it unforgettable......

Looking at An Yang, who turned to leave, Qi Yan clasped the cigarette in his hand, and the ashes fell, blurring his vision.

When she returned to the classroom, An Yang found that her things had been moved elsewhere, from the leftmost window to the back door on the far right, and the only change that made her impatient was that she couldn't jump out of the window to skip class.

"Nian Nian, you're back," Gu Zhibai happily patted her table, "We're still at the same table." Are you no longer angry? ”

An Yang saw him burst into laughter, although the corners of his mouth were upturned with a smile, the words he said were cold, "I won't let go until you make things clear." ”

At this time, the attention of the students was attracted by the introduction of the upcoming freshmen, and Anyang resolutely confided in the truth.

When he sat down, the smell of tobacco on his body that had not yet dissipated made Gu Zhibai's breathing tight.

Before class, Qi Yanshen appeared at the door of the classroom again.

Teacher Li strode in, and his joy was overflowing, "Students, this is a new transfer student in our class, and I will spend this semester with you." ”

Qi Yanshen has one hand in his trouser pocket, even if he stands casually, it will only make people feel that this person has a different taste of stability and maturity, as if the existence of other boys will be killed in an instant.

From the moment he entered the door, his gaze unconsciously fell on An Yang's body, but when the afterglow swept over, his back immediately froze.

Gu Zhibai?! How could Gu Zhibai be in this class?!