"I also remember that you framed me with potato chips, made Teacher Li think that I was eating in the classroom, and gave me a lecture." But the words that followed were unforgiving.

"That's the point?" Ming Yuyan seemed to be smiling, not smiling.

"Or else?" She pretended to be puzzled.

"I think it ...... now," he slowly took the book from her hand, and put it together on the bookcase, as if it were then, "maybe it's a good ending." ”

There was an intriguing smile on his lips, and his dimples were shallow, as if he could make people drunk in them.

This face seems to have the charm of bewitching her mind no matter how young she is.

Bu Yanxi turned sideways in disguise, and looked for the bookshelf with a pretentious look, "By the way, do you particularly like French poets?" ”

"It's okay, when I was a child, I was greatly influenced by my mother, and I read some French books, not that I liked it much." Ming Yuyan pulled her up to the second floor, "The prose poetry collection is more in the original language, and the words of the French poet, Baudelaire and Paul Éluard are not bad." As he spoke, he found a book of poetry in foreign languages from a neat shelf, "This is my favorite collection of poems." ”

"Which poet's work is this?" She took it curiously and flipped through two pages, "It's all French, huh?" ”

"Joe Lu Borges's "Elotro, elmismo", which should be translated into Chinese as "Another, One", is Argentine, so the original is in Spanish."

"You still know Spanish?" Bu Yanxi was really surprised, and looked at him incredulously.

"The languages of the Romance language family are relatively similar, and I know a little bit." Ming Yuyan's expression was a little disapproving, "And my mother used to want me to do high translation, and I have hired several foreign language private tutors at home." As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the girl was looking at him with a look that bordered on adoration, and the light in her eyes almost swallowed him up.

He suddenly felt a little inexplicably cramped, and couldn't help coughing lightly twice, "What's wrong?" ”

"I just think you're so good." Bu Yanxi said sincerely, "He is handsome, well-cultivated, and knows so many languages...... Ah, and money, it should be the ideal type for all girls. ”

"All the girls...... Including you? He asked, his eyes twinkling.

"What do you think?" She asked deliberately rhetorically.

"I don't know what you think...... he dragged his long voice lightly, stretched out his hand, and pressed it against the bookshelf behind her head, and then leaned over slightly, his lips raised a shallow arc, "But I know, Bu Yanxi, you are my ideal." ”

The warm breath lingers in the ears, and it has a magical power that makes people blush.

He leaned over slowly, and the hand on the bookshelf put on the back of her neck at some point, rubbing the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, and his voice was low as if to hook the soul, "Now, your heart is going to beat for me." ”

Then kiss her lightly on the lips.

The world seemed to fall silent.

Sunlight shines through the beautiful window and flows in the air, like a wandering dream.

She suddenly remembered the passage she wrote in QQ Space that year-

Maybe you and I will end up missing,

But you should know that I was emotionally moved by you.

Don't fantasize about a stage well,

And to fantasize about the results after waiting.

That kind of life will only be full of dependency.

My mind does not dwell on anyone,

And for whom the heart must beat.

……

Turns out he knew.

It turned out that he saw it all.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that there might really be a miracle of love in this world that can last forever.