As soon as the bell rang, Liang Tao ran in from the door of the classroom in a hurry, sat on the seat, touched Liang Tao who was lying on his stomach, and gossiped:

"Yes, I heard that Xia Yu's face that has not changed for thousands of years, and today he actually blushed, you say that God is not magical?"

"Blushing? Isn't it wrong? Jiang Yuan said disapprerovingly, looking at He Yi'an, his face drooped slightly, he was flexibly turning the signature pen, his slender and slender fingers were distinct.

He was usually cold, and didn't say a word about the topics they were talking about, even if they were talking hotly.

He always likes to sit quietly in a corner, and occasionally ignores his presence if he doesn't pay attention.

"Probably not, who is Xia Yu, the goddess of our boys! Her every move is closely watched, how could she be wrong. ”

"Also, let me tell you, the goddess of Xia Yu was confessed by her junior brother this morning."

"It turned out to be rejected, wasn't it?" Jiang Yuan glanced at Liang Tao boredly, This confession happens every day, and he is used to it.

"But don't you think it's strange that she blushed when she returned to work? Do you think she's moved? Liang Tao patted him on the head and asked seriously.

Everyone knows that no one in this school can get into her eyes, and how many boys have been rejected when they confess to her.

Jiang Yuan didn't speak.

Liang Tao turned around and asked He Yi'an, "Brother Yi, what do you think?" ”

I saw him raise his eyes lightly and spit out three words lightly: "I'm not interested." ”

"Okay." Liang Tao laughed wryly, and turned around to harass Jiang Yuan again.

It wasn't until the teacher came in that the conversation in the class gradually stopped.

He Yi'an raised his eyes and looked out the window, a very large kapok tree, growing lush, but it just didn't bloom.

He thought of Liang Tao's words, and Xia Yu's face flashed in his mind, he knew everything that happened this morning, but he was not interested in any of them.

It's just that the face that hasn't changed for thousands of years? Scold~

A sneer tugged at the corners of his mouth.

——

"Xia Yu, do you know that He Yi'an is going to fight?" Nie Ruyi suddenly leaned into Xia Yu's ear and asked curiously when the teacher memorized the blackboard words from his classmates.

"What game?" Xia Yu lowered his head and took notes intently, without raising his eyelids.

"Go to the city, I heard from my classmates on the basketball team, and the city team only chose him at school."

"Hmm." Xia Yu replied faintly.

"Didn't our school prepare for any cleaning that day, and we are not allowed to ask for leave, so we can't go to see him, hey~ What a pity." Nie Ruyi's sighing voice came from her ears, and Xia Yu raised her eyes to look at her at this time, only to see her smacking her lips and looking unhappy.

Nie Ruyi is one of her few friends at school, and the two play better, she is very good-looking, with short hair, a pointed chin, small eyes, and when she laughs, she narrows into a small slit.

"Then clean it well, it's not like I haven't seen it." Xia Yu retracted his gaze and put it on the book again.

She didn't mind Nie Ruyi's liking for He Yi'an, because she knew that that kind of liking was just pure appreciation, at this age, girls like to pay attention to those good-looking and special boys.

"Ahh

"Forget it, you're only going to stare at boys with abs who are nymphomaniacs."

"You've gone too far! Tell the truth. Nie Ruyi raised his small fist and touched Xia Yu lightly, his face flushed slightly.

The teacher just turned around, and Nie Ruyi honestly closed his mouth and listened carefully.

Xia Yu's pen tip paused slightly on the paper, and the ink gradually faded into a black dot, she looked out the window, and the kapok tree came into view, this tree was very large, and it spread from He Yi'an's classroom to her window.

Every time I look up, I think that he is also looking at the tree at the same time as her, and a very subtle feeling wells up in my heart.

Soon she looked away at the blackboard.

When he came home from school in the afternoon, Xia Yu rode a bicycle as always, and followed He Yi'an not far away.

At the bustling street, there were a lot of people, Xia Yu slowly squeezed to his side, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a light smile, "I heard that you are going to play in the city team, right?" ”

Even though she knew that the news was not fake, she still wanted to hear it from him in person.

He Yi'an raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her lightly, and did not reply to her words.

A hint of loss flashed in Xia Yu's eyes, but he quickly smiled, pursed his mouth, and his gaze fell on his lap.

The black pants wrapped around the slender legs, as if there was an ascetic aura in the air, and the trousers occasionally rose slightly with the movement of his stomping, revealing the crystal clear ankles.

Xia Yu's throat moved slightly, and he looked away.

"Shall I go and see you?" Her crisp and loud voice came from behind him.

The noise in the street was so loud, but he was surprised to hear what she was saying.

He avoided the crowd and rode forward, ignoring the people behind him.

But she was unyielding and followed again.

He remembered that the school had to be cleaned on the day he went to the competition, so Jiang Yuan and Liang Tao scolded the school for being ruthless and didn't let them go to see it.

"He Yi'an, there are a lot of notes today, my hands hurt from writing, you have to read it carefully when you go back."

"He Yi'an, why don't you make a sound, talk to me?"

"Ho Yi An ......"

Xia Yu saw that he didn't speak, and kept babbling in his ear, as if he had endless words.

It wasn't until He Yi'an felt uncomfortable in his ears that he let out a faint voice, he deserved no head or tail, Xia Yu looked at him blankly.

But He Yi'an was already one step ahead of her.

She hurried after him, but did not speak again, and she also felt that she was particularly noisy in front of him.

But in order to get his attention, it can only be so.

——

On the day He Yi'an went to the city to compete, Xia Yu asked the head teacher for sick leave in advance.

She has good grades, and usually asks for leave except for special circumstances, and the teacher thinks she is really sick and tells her to pay attention to her body.

He Yi'an set the alarm clock at six o'clock in the morning, woke up on time, just finished washing and packed up his things, carried a small crossbody bag, and opened the door.

A slender figure came into her eyes, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, leaning against the wall leisurely, holding her chest with her hands, seeing him, she waved her hand.

"Morning." She walked over to him with a grin.

He Yi'an glanced at her lightly, and after retracting his gaze, he put one hand in his trouser pocket and walked briskly towards the exit of the alley.

Xia Yu followed closely behind, and the two of them went one after the other, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on their bodies, reflecting two soft shadows.

"He Yi'an, I brought you breakfast, na, here you are." Xia Yu took out a bag of breakfast on the bicycle and handed it to him.

But he didn't look at her, and walked past her coldly, to the nearest bus stop sign to stand.