He Yuwen held the book in his hand and strode towards the classroom designated on the class schedule.

Walk like the wind, sit like a clock...... Maybe he was born just to describe him.

"Medical Class 3 ......"

In the bustling Jiangyuan, the classrooms and other equipment are still relatively luxurious, with dark red doors, red painted walls, cement roads, and very good equipment in the classroom. The desks and chairs are all vermilion, and they still look like new, and the students are also uniformed in school uniforms, with boys in blue and black and long pants, and girls in blue and blue skirts, giving people a feeling of youth......

At first, the classroom was noisy, with the sound of chatter, as if entering a vegetable market......

He Yuwen had a cold face, and walked into the noisy classroom with a strong wind, which was strange to say, as soon as he entered, he was immediately silent, and the sound of someone secretly swallowing saliva was also clearly audible......

He Yuwen suddenly entered the classroom, several noisy boys sat down obediently, and the female students who were chatting blindly were also stunned as if they had been clicked on the Jing Acupoint, dozens of pairs of eyes, staring blankly at He Yuwen's sharp and indifferent eyes and abnormally handsome face.

"What time is it?"

He Yuwen suddenly coldly asked such a question, and all the students were at a loss, and only one bold boy responded for a long time.

"Yes, it's 9 a.m. ......"

He Yuwen's eyes were like the eyes of a snow wolf, cold and powerful.

"This time should be class time, can't you hear the class bell? Or are you born with bad ears? ”

There was a dead silence in the classroom, and the smell of gunpowder smoke wafted through the air, and everyone was sitting precariously.

He Yuwen put the book on the lectern, lowered his head and picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote three beautiful words on the blackboard.

He Yuwen ...... My name! In the future, I will take this medical class of yours, I like obedient students! ”

He Yuwen wrote his name freely and expressionlessly, and finished his introduction with a blank face, his tone was calm but his eyes were sharp.

Where can the girls in their youth withstand the charm of a beautiful man like He Yuwen, such a cold and arrogant gentleman, like a snow lotus in the snow mountain, it is rare to see, and many of the deer in the hearts of female students are bumped into for him.

Liang Yuxi is one of them, she believes that it is love at first sight, and the moment He Yuwen stepped into the classroom, she wrote his name many times on rice paper, and secretly vowed to marry him......

Mo Xiaoxiao walked out of the office, she felt relieved and happy without the gaze of strangers, that place was really too depressing, she even suspected that people who read books were so rigid and dull.

Walking and walking, I walked to the edge of the Hanging Moon Lake on the campus, this Hanging Moon Lake was named by the first dean of the Jiang Academy, at that time, the Hanging Moon Lake was only a small dead beach, precipitated a history of more than 100 years, the Jiang Academy did not know how many times it was renovated, and the Hanging Moon Lake also became a green lake that surrounded the entire Jiang Yuan without being seen at a glance.

The surface of the lake is calm and sparkling, the sun is sparkling, occasionally a few white cranes stop, both sides of the lake are tall towering trees, green like an umbrella, the things are splendid, the gorgeous lake reflects the shadow of the trees, a cool breeze hits, people are at peace, relaxed and happy, such a beautiful scenery, but there are no human traces, all are the beauty of natural scenery......

Mo Xiaoxiao is like a bird that has just come out of the bird's cage, seeing such a beautiful and quiet scenery, all the restraints and unhappiness in her heart have come to naught, and she throws them into the clear water and clear waves, letting them drift with the waves, wandering in the lake, and letting the bright sun bask in the light.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked around like a child, saw that there was no one, hurriedly took off her shoes, rolled up her trouser legs and sleeves, sat on the jade slab on the shore, stretched her feet into the crystal clear lake water, brought up some splashes, and held some water with water, rinsing her face, the water was slightly cool, and it touched her skin, which aroused Mo Xiaoxiao's excitement She played with the water unrestrainedly, and was free to think about nothing and sit on nothing.

But happy times are fleeting, and then there's a lot of......

Mo Xiaoxiao was still playing with her feet with the green water under her feet, and she suddenly saw a fish foraging a few inches below her feet. This fish she naturally recognized, it was a black carp, it was spitting bubbles and wagging its delicate and small tail, more like a provocative feeling.

"Good guy, you're unlucky to meet me......"

Mo Xiaoxiao stared at it intently, carefully slowed down his movements, for fear of letting it go, gently lowered his half-hanging feet, stood on the soft sand and mud at the edge of the shallow water, and slowly stretched out his hand to approach it, like a hunting tiger, tiptoeing, ready to attack at any time.

If Mo Xiaoxiao could have predicted what would happen next, then she would definitely not have caught a broken fish for me.

There is no if......

"Ah......h

Mo Xiaoxiao hadn't been able to attack the fish yet, but her screams scared the fish out of sight.

She fell......

Although the shallow water around the lake is shallow, it is in a state of slope, and with years of soaking, the sediment has long been soaked and soaked. With the slightest force, it can't stand the pressure and dissolves downward, like an invisible rotten swamp, and it is easier to sink into it.

Mo Xiaoxiao stumbled and fell into the water, and with the lake with a steep slope, no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't climb up, and the more she struggled, the more she sank......

She struggled, called for help...... Spitting bubbles like a fish, the fear in her heart could not be suppressed with reason, her head ached as if she had been injected with needles, and her feet were as heavy as lead, and she could not exert her strength no matter what......

Scenes began to flash through her mind......

"After Xiaoxiao, I'll go, you have to be obedient......"

"Little girl, how about I teach you to read poetry?"

"Xiaoxiao, brother believes you......"

………

She was about to close her eyes, feeling that those people were getting farther and farther away from her, but she didn't know why a young man appeared vaguely in front of her, and he jumped off without hesitation...... Slowly approaching her, getting closer and closer, he looked very anxious, was he going to die? She tried to open her eyes, but her eyes seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and they could no longer support her to see him clearly, but they felt familiar......

Is that you, Meng Wanzhou?

…………

When she woke up, she found that she had returned to her quarters, covered with a clean and tidy pale green mattress, and there was a sense of dizziness in the air, and she opened her eyes to try to regain her senses, and she smelled a faint smell of earth and grass, and a cool breeze poured in from the small window......

I'm alive......

Mo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, her pale little face, and her small mouth opened and closed slightly, she looked very weak, and her eyes were all white......

"Are you awake? It's so nice, how do you feel? ”

Mo Xiaoxiao just woke up and saw Situ Zhaoyang lying at the head of the bed, his eyes were not only happy but also worried, he was really gentle......

"Did I sleep for a long time?"

Mo Xiaoxiao asked weakly, and smiled at him politely and far-fetchedly, he is really like him, he always looks at her so satisfied and gentle......

"yes, you've slept for a long time, do you want to eat something first, you're hungry?"

Situ Zhaoyang was still so gentle and warm-hearted and asked her one by one.

"I ......"

Before Mo Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he saw He Yuwen who suddenly walked in with a bowl of things he didn't know what it was from outside the curtain.

His face was as pale as earth, and his brows were deep, and he looked like he hadn't rested well, as if he was blaming her.

"I drank the decoction I personally prepared first, which can relieve your headache, and you still have a lot of water in your lungs now......"

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the decoction in his hand, it was pitch black, and the smell was really unpleasant, even rat poison smelled better than this......

But when she saw He Yuwen's cold and emotionless face, she was still a little jealous of him, so she could only drink it.

Situ Zhaoyang was enthusiastic, looking at Mo Xiaoxiao's reluctant look, he reached out and took the bowl in He Yuwen's hand, and said with a smile: "I'll feed you......"

Mo Xiaoxiao also smiled at him, probably willingly.

At this time, He Yuwen, who was silent on the side, suddenly threw out a sentence coldly.

"Don't you have hands yourself?"

Mo Xiaoxiao was also embarrassed, so she had to smile at Situ Zhaoyang in embarrassment, then took it herself, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and drank it into her stomach.

Situ Zhaoyang wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything and gave up.

"How did you come up with the idea of going to Hanging Moon Lake, and why did you fall into it? Can you understand something, do you think you're still a child?

He Yuwen's tone was obviously stern when he said this, and his eyes were full of anger, almost like he had swallowed her alive......

Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly explained, she was a little incoherent, and her head was also painful.

"I, I didn't mean to, I didn't expect it to fall, how did I know it would be like this......"

He Yuwen couldn't listen to her quibbles, but felt that she didn't repent, just like his disobedient brother, and he also hated iron but not steel......

His tone was sharp again, his eyes were like frost and snow, and he was extremely indifferent: "If someone hadn't happened to see it, you might have gone to see your father by now......"

"You don't care about me, anyway, I'm also a person who dies once, no one in this world will pay attention to my life and death, what if I die......"

Mo Xiaoxiao almost collapsed, and all the sadness and grievances in his brain came to his heart, and if he died once, it was even more useless, like an enraged cat......

"Mo Xiaoxiao, you are simply unreasonable, why do you have to wake up when you don't have the desire to live? ……”

"He Yuwen, you are too much......"

Tears groomed in her eyes!!

He Yuwen also raised the decibel level Obviously, he was also angry, he didn't really hate her, he just resented her, didn't care about his own life, resented her for being ignorant, resented her fragility, he wanted to see her senseless wind and rain like a senseless life and death, he just wanted her to become strong......

There are some things that are completely different from what they say, they are all duplicitous people, and they can only turn the original gentleness into sharp and sharp for the sake of face, one thinks she can understand, and the other thinks he is stabbing himself......

Aren't we all duplicity?

Don't let gentleness turn into a sword to stab the person you want to care......