Ming Yuyan didn't answer, slowly scrolling the mouse back and forth.

[Then he must have not met a girl he likes.] 】

[If you encounter it, you won't say such things.] 】

Then the gaze finally fixed on the sentence sent by Wang Chengxi-

[The person he likes is in another school.] 】

Maybe it was just a perfunctory mixture of truth and falsehood, but almost instantly, he thought of her with a sense of substitution.

Do you like it?

He doesn't think much of it, because he knows the answer.

From the initial misunderstanding, to unconsciously paying attention to her, the subtle changes once confused him and overwhelmed him. Later, I felt her deliberate distancing, and I also felt slightly hurt.

Sometimes, he does have a little secret competition, not to mention, it is obvious that this girl borrowed the drunk kiss first.

But in the end, it was the first time he was excited, he carefully hid his arrogance, did not dare to be presumptuous, and was afraid of taking risks.

So they could only watch the torrent of time overflow over their heads, and after graduation, they went their separate ways.

originally thought that everything would come to an end, but he couldn't help but inquire about her, and occasionally took out his graduation to take care of him, even if they were standing far away in the group photo.

He would think of her clear and pure eyes, a gentle arc when she was happy or shy, and a stubborn and stubborn light when she was cold and provocative......

She is often quiet and comfortable, with a naïve ignorance of the world in everything she says and does.

The surrounding sounds faded gently, and the light of the screen reflected the eyes of the young man, like the faint moonlight in the middle of the night, which was crystal beautiful.

So, I like it.

Otherwise, you won't waste time in this kind of virtual tugging.

After a while, he finally typed slowly-

[Yes.] 】

However.

Looking at the reply that popped up in the dialog box, the girl over there didn't dare to ask.

After hesitating for a while, he still pulled the topic back to Ling Zhong.

[Do your friends know Colonel Ling? 】

[Colonel Ling? Who? 】

She pursed her lips and pressed the awkwardness in her heart—

[Hmm, a person surnamed Ming, do you know him? ] 】

Then he stared at the screen with unspeakable nervousness.

In a moment, the other party sent a reply.

【…… Who told you that Lingzhong's school grass is surnamed Ming? 】

[Isn't it?] 】

She crackled and typed—

[My friend said that he was super handsome, and many girls chased him, but he did not refuse to come. 】

Of course, the second half of the sentence was added by herself.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Just when she thought that the other party would not reply again, and was a little disappointed, two lines of words slowly popped up on the screen-

[Your friend is afraid that he has a little misunderstanding of Ling Zhong. 】

[Ling Zhong's school grass is surnamed Wang, his name is Wang Chengxi, he looks more merciful than Pan An, and no one can compare to him! 】