Chapter 2 You are the face of our school

A pair of crystal clear eyes came into view......

As pure and immaculate as an elk's eyes, I saw that a fiery red phoenix wood in front of her just covered this flaming woman, the dark blue tiles on the wall lined her skin as white as snow, her facial features were extremely delicate, she seemed to be powerless, leaning softly against the wall, wearing a white long skirt inside, wearing a light pink long knitted sweater, like a fairy.

But the slightly raised long eyebrows show a bit of strength and persistence, the long hair that curls like seaweed, sprinkled, and a little green silk hooks around the white and slender neck, which adds a bit of evil charm to her.

Her whole person was stunned, her face was tense, her long eyebrows were slightly frowned, her eyes were a little dull, two were shocked, and some were desolate.

The voice...... Could it be him? He's back?

She sat there, motionless, one with the scenery around her, the scene was her, she was the scene, but she seemed to be pondering something, her ears were filled with familiar voices that she had not heard for a long time, and she was like an out-of-body soul, ethereal.

It wasn't until her colleague Wan Xi came over to her and called her name that she woke up like a dream.

Wan Xi has been treating Ye Lonely very well, it is true feelings, not mixed with any impurities, at least, it is much better than her previous "good girlfriend".

Thinking of this, Ye Lonely's unrippling eyes crossed a trace of imperceptible ridicule. Now, he should have been with her, Ye Lone's heart began to shrink uncontrollably.

Wan Xi looked at Ye Lonely, who was a little stunned, even if she didn't show the slightest emotion, but she was still so eye-catching, thinking that at the beginning, although she was by her side for a reason, her unique charm still convinced herself, and it was her luck to meet her.

Wan Xi said to Ye Lonely easily: "Lonely, what are you thinking?" I'm coming back to my senses. ”

Ye Lao smiled lightly: "I'm wondering if you can't eat the spicy chicken in the canteen today." ”

Wan Xi: "How is it possible, I bought Uncle Wang in the canteen in advance yesterday, so I won't tell you that he will leave me a copy privately today." ”

Ye Lao thought of Wan Xi's sudden whim in the past two weeks, shouting all day long to eat the spicy chicken made by Uncle Wang in the cafeteria, and every time before the end of class, he rushed to the cafeteria in advance, but he couldn't rob those students who were as ghostly as monkeys.

As a result, I didn't eat spicy chicken for the first two weeks, and one day I cried wolf, and my ears were about to become calloused.

Ye Lao smiled comfortingly, and the familiar sound in her ears had dissipated, and her constricted heart was like a prisoner locked in shackles, and she was finally freed.

Wan Xi seemed to remember something in an instant. Suddenly exclaimed.

"Ahh I've forgotten all about business, look at my memory. ”

Then, he turned his head to look at Ye Lonely, "Lonely, after the unanimous agreement of all of us, it will be up to you to give a thank you speech to the largest investor at the end of the while." ”

Before he could say a word, Wan Xi stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, and patted Ye Lone's shoulder as encouragement.

Ye Lao thought of the biggest investor, wasn't that him? The tip of my heart began to tremble again.

Ye Lao's eyebrows were furrowed, his breathing began to be a little flustered, and he couldn't believe this sudden news, so he blurted out: "Why me?" There will be one of you who is more suitable than me. ”

Wan Xi thought that Ye Lonely was nervous, so he comforted her again and again and replied: "Lonely, don't be nervous, just give a simple speech, you are the image spokesperson of our school!" If you don't go up, no one will go up, believe in yourself. ”

Ye Lao didn't have to say anything, and instantly thought that perhaps, he had already forgotten himself, and he was just left in the same place, painting the ground as a prison and being alone in nostalgia.

After all, the person he loves is not me! It's just that, after seven years, my heart is still so empty?