It's a pity that the man only glanced at him and nodded, as if he had seen him for the first time.

Looking at the other party's attentive listening to the class, with an angular side face, He Jingjing felt a burst of disappointment in his heart. He doesn't seem to remember me.

"And then, then, you two won't say a word in a class, right?" Hearing that the two met but didn't know each other, Wen Wen's heart was anxious, and he couldn't wait to fly into the memories and tell the boy in the red checkered clothes: You helped her, she likes you.

He Jingjing saw the warm face waiting seriously, and the following plot development, so she smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth.

"Why are you in a hurry more than me, haha, I'll tell you slowly."

Looking at the man's attentive side face, He Jingjing felt that she was embarrassed to disturb others. Perhaps, he is just habitually helping, and he is just, he passes by in the vast sea of people.

I sighed in my heart, slightly sour, a little unpleasant, and my eyes were hot and swollen. Something I've been looking forward to, but I've been told it's just an illusory projection of the world.

Forcing himself back to consciousness, he opened the title page of the book.

Hey? Something doesn't seem right.

He Jingjing's eyes were full of surprise, and he quickly opened the book. Well, how is it C?

The brain begins to retrieve memories slowly, faster and faster, faster and faster.

I remembered that I had tidied up my desk yesterday and rearranged the books in the transitional colors of size and color. Today's time is relatively tight, the two books are the same size, and the colors are almost the same, so I just happened to get the wrong one.

I couldn't help but raise my palm to cover my eyes and forehead. Secretly said to himself: He Jingjing, He Jingjing, why are you so stupid, pigs are smarter than you. It's okay to be late or have a bad image, how can you even get the book wrong......

The boy in the red plaid shirt tilted his head slightly, his eyes brushing over He Jingjing's book, and lingering on her expression full of remorse for a second.

casually turned her gaze back and shook her head, this girl, she took the wrong book, it should be quite embarrassing.

Thinking so in his heart, he pushed his book to the middle in his hand, preparing for the two of them to share a book.

This movement made He Jingjing, who was still in a mood of regret, feel sad, and said that he really wanted to find a crack in the floor and get into it, which was really embarrassing.

In addition to remorse, there is also a trace of emotion. The second time, is this person used to helping others? It's always so faint to give people a good impression, grasp the distance, not alienated but not close.

In this way, He Jingjing took such a dedicated class for the first time, without a single desertion, and studied with high quality and efficiency.

After all, the impression has been left to such a bad point, really, it can't be any worse.

In the last few minutes, during the class discussion, He Jingjing mustered up her courage.

"Hello classmate, may I ask which class are you in?" No matter how intense the tension is, it is still revealed from the words.

The girl's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were sincere and pure. Words of refusal that people can't say.

"New energy sophomore, He Jingxiang, it's a pleasure to meet you." The official introduction, the habitual smile, and He Jingxiang, who was wearing a red plaid shirt, answered He Jingjing's question.

"Hello, sophomore in the Department of Chinese, He Jingjing." got the information he wanted to know, and the corners of He Jingjing's happy mouth couldn't be suppressed, and she curled up happily.

Before I could be happy for too long, the bell for the end of class rang "bell-bell-bell-".

He Jingxiang packed up his books and nodded with a smile at He Jingjing.

"Then I'll go first, see you later."

"See you later~" He Jingjing waved his hand at He Jingxiang, his eyes watched him leave, and he didn't drop a hand for a long time.

Speaking of this, He Jingjing's face was full of memories.

"Didn't leave any contact information or anything?" The warm arm rested on the back of the chair and pillowed his little head on the arm, interrupting He Jingjing's aftertaste.

"How can there be! It's a shame. When it came to contact information, He Jingjing was disappointed.

"Then did you two see each other later?" Warmth raises key questions.

"I've met once." He Jingjing's tone was a little uncertain.

"One side? Where? Hearing her uncertainty, Wen Wen tilted his head, changed his position and rested on his arm, and asked.

"In the playground, I thought a few days ago that the first time I met him in the playground, the probability of meeting him in the playground should be a little higher. In the past two days, I went to the playground to wait for the rabbits. Sure enough, I saw him the day before yesterday, that is, it's ......" He Jingjing said half of the words, left half of it, and hung his warm curiosity in the air, shaking and shaking.

"What's it? Say it quickly, say it quickly. Smelling the smell of gossip, Wen Wen sat up straight.

"That is, I saw him, but he didn't see me. So I decided to go to the playground every day and bump into him. He Jing nodded heavily, full of ambition and ambition.

"So, you've been running on the playground for the past two days?" An uncertain tone inquired about his doubts.

"yes." He Jingjing's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gave Wen Wen an affirmative answer.

"Crazy, crazy, my family was quietly intoxicated, soul, medicine." Wen Wen shook his head, stood up, and circled around He Jingjing left and right, his tone was full of small sadness.

"Ah, it's so late, I have to go first, don't say anything, Nuan Nuan, bye." He Jingjing looked at the time, not caring at all or not remembering at all, what Nuan just said.

With a sound of "Teng~", he stood up from the chair, sorted out his image in front of the dressing mirror, picked up the headphones on the table, and turned to the door.

Open the dorm door and close the dorm door, leaving only a closed dorm door for the warmth.

Looking at the door, Warmth blinked. Acknowledging this fact, I was left alone again, and my grief was so great.

Pull all the stools back in the dormitory and put them in place.

Warmth jumped back into the bed and looked at the time on the phone screen.

Brother Yang hasn't finished his activities yet.

Whew-so boring, I threw the phone back to the edge of the pillow, and the whole person threw myself on the soft quilt, and began to roll in circles in boredom.

The bed was really comfortable, rolled into the best sleeping position, and fell asleep warmly and deeply.

During this period, he subconsciously covered himself with a quilt, and the whole person was bent into the shape of a large prawn.

The second hand dutifully walked step by step, neither fast nor slow, neither hurried nor slow. In this way, he turned around again and again, and finally persuaded the lazy fat hour hand to take a big step forward.

"Buzz~" The sound of the mobile phone vibrating made the beds tremble slightly.

Wen Wen quickly stretched out a hand, without opening his eyes, pressed the volume button, and turned off the ringing of the phone.

The world was finally quiet, and in the next second, the warmth went into a deep sleep again.

The caller knew the lazy girl very well, no more, no less, and five minutes later, the vibration of the cell phone rang repeatedly.

It's really annoying.

The warm brows were furrowed, and the eyes were closed tightly, and they really didn't want to open them.

Finally couldn't help it, and opened his eyes suddenly, and a cold light seemed to flash out.

Let me know who called, and I'm dead.

Warm gritted his teeth, picked up his phone, and looked at the caller ID, huh?

"Hey, Brother Yang? Why? "Soft tone, don't you remember what you just said? It hurts to slap you in the face.

"I miss you." A cold voice came through the airwaves, saying lingering love words.

Xiang Yang's words made the warm eyes soften and full of satisfaction.

However, why does Brother Yang's voice sound hoarse, is he sick?

"Why is it that your voice is not quite right? Sick? ”

Xiang Yang, who was far away in X City, leaned against the wall in the hotel room, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his peach blossom eyes were deeply missing.

"No, it's just that there are more people communicating with international students today, and there are more people talking." Xiang Yang explained slowly.

"Oh, yes, well, where are you now? Aren't you with your classmates? Warmth didn't hear the cacophony and raised her own questions.

Xiang Yang smiled on his side, and the tail note was soft, hooking people tightly.

"My girlfriend is finally going to check the post, I've been waiting for a long time." The chuckling voice carried a little inexplicable anticipation, and said, "Today's accommodation has been re-arranged, not the one last night, still two people in one room." But they all went out to eat. I missed you, so I didn't go. ”

Really, anytime, anywhere, every sentence has to forcibly flirt with people, bad people.

Warmth gave Xiang Yang another definition on his lips, although he was very useful to this sentence in his heart.

"Even if you miss me, you can't eat enough, forget it, tell me your hotel name and room number, I'm going to check the post." After thinking about it, Wen Wen said.

"Qingfeng Hotel, 520." Xiang Yang's index finger buckled on the table next to him and said slowly.

“520？”

"Yes, 520, you see, everyone knows that I love you, and I love you everywhere I go." The corners of Xiang Yang's mouth continued to rise.

"You're right." Warm turn on the phone into amplification, and slide on the phone screen.

"Is there a you in my heart?"

Nuan silently rolled her eyes at the phone.

"Brother Yang, tell me, where did you learn so many love words and routines, and how much did you spend on tuition?"

Because of the little happiness, the smile on Xiang Yang's face was bigger and brighter, like a snow lotus blooming to the extreme, and the beauty was very tempting, and it could easily pluck the heartstrings of others.

"What you learn in your heart, tuition is good for you for a lifetime." The low, magnetic voice, like a small feather, tickles the hearts of flirtatious people.

"You're making rapid progress." There was already some irresistible warmth, and I tried to keep it calm.

"It's all taught well by the Queen."