"Hello, Senior Wen. My name is Yao Beibei, and I am a student in the third class of high school. Under the boulevard of the campus, a cute-looking girl rushed out of nowhere, blocking Wen Jingxuan's way.

Wen Jingxuan looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him in some surprise and didn't make a sound, just waited for her next move.

He and his friends had experienced scenes like this countless times.

He wasn't surprised by what the girls did, and he couldn't understand why these girls were so elusive and pervasive.

"Senior Wen, I, I, I like you." Yao Beibei touched the ground on her toes, seemingly embarrassed, but in the end, Bei Yan bit her lower lip, raised her head with a determined look, and mustered up the courage to shout. "I made this sachet myself, and I hope my seniors can like it." As he spoke, he stuffed a light purple cloth bag into Wen Jingxuan's hand, and then ran away without looking back. Wen Jingxuan was not given a chance to refuse at all.

Leaving Wen Jingxuan standing in place, he looked at the sachet in his hand with a wry smile.

"Lost." And Leng Yichen, who was beside him, frowned and looked at the sachet in his friend's hand, took it over, waved it into the trash can on the side without looking.

Seeing this, Wen Jingxuan only smiled indifferently, and then left with Leng Yichen.

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In the corridor of the teaching building, Yao Beibei stood there with some apprehension helping a brand new lunch box. As soon as he saw Wen Jingxuan's figure coming out of it, he quickly stepped forward and stuffed the lunch box, then turned around and ran away.

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At the door of the library, Yao Beibei was waiting there with a milk tea in his hand under the hot sun, and kept looking into the library. His face was tanned red, and his lips were chapped from the sea, but he was unmoved.

When Wen Jingxuan and Leng Yichen appeared, they immediately ran over and handed over milk tea. And Wen Jingxuan avoided it sideways and didn't pick it up.

"I'm not going to give up." Yao Beibei put the milk tea on the ground in front of Wen Jingxuan, and said with a firm look in his eyes. But as if he was afraid of hearing Wen Jingxuan's refusal, he hurriedly ran away.

For the next whole year, this girl named Yao Beibei always appeared in front of Wen Jingxuan from time to time, a corner of the campus, a boulevard, a teaching building, a scale room, a canteen, a playground, etc., sometimes to send things, sometimes just to say hello, sometimes just to take a look......

It seems that the teachers and students of the entire high school know that there is a girl named Yao Beibei who is crazy about pursuing Wen Jingxuan, it is rumored that she loves him as deeply as the ocean, and it is rumored that she is stalking and has no regrets......

But one day, everyone was shocked to find that a girl was on the roof of the teaching building and was about to commit suicide by jumping off the building. And this girl is Yao Beibei, she said that she committed suicide for love.

"Why? Why do I do so much for you, but you turn a blind eye?"

The girl's hideous roar echoed in her ears, making Wen Jingxuan Huo Ran wake up from the bed, wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, Wen Jingxuan got out of bed expressionlessly, came to the table, poured a glass of water, and drank slowly.

It's been a long time since I've remembered that amazing scene.

Thinking of this girl named Yao Beibei, the corners of Wen Jingxuan's mouth rarely hooked up a sneer.

This girl always appeared in front of him inexplicably, and he couldn't refuse. Just appeared again and again inexplicably, and then absurdly fled, without even asking his wishes.

In the end, he couldn't seem to hold on, and he even wanted to force him to die and get him to agree to have a relationship with her. It's ridiculous!

Wen Jingxuan couldn't even remember her face, only the hideous roar and the resolute back. Fortunately, he was saved by the fire mat in the end and disappeared into his world.

Over the years, there have been so many girls, and no one has ever stayed in his heart. Except for --- her.

This girl called Xia Hua.

I only remember that when I first saw her, she blushed cheeks, clutched the book in her hand, lowered her head, and unconsciously crushed the grass under her feet with her right foot. The black hair is flying, the beauty is standing, and the heartstrings are provocative.

On the court, he was confident, energetic and cunning, and his laughter seemed to have magic, and it was hard to drill into his heart.

Under the shade of the trees, the red lips and green leaves are extraordinarily enchanting. The aftermath is lingering, and it is difficult to find a confidant.

The slender white fingers are even more touching against the white chess pieces. The cautious layout, step by step, but it seems atmospheric, criss-crossing and full of superb wisdom.

Scene after scene passed through Wen Jingxuan's mind......

Obviously, he doesn't have much intersection with her, but he always attracts his attention inadvertently. Where she was, his gaze always glanced over unconsciously.

A bright smile, the same literary preferences, comparable chess skills, and an inexplicable attractable aura......

All this is like a thread, tugging at his heartstrings.

The heart that has been dry and waveless is stirred up, thumping thump, thumping and beating involuntarily.

That day, at the race track, he was angry, only to realize that he had unconsciously moved his emotions.

However, he has a broken heart, and he can't afford this fluctuation. In the end, he was scared, he flinched, but when he saw her calm and resolute, he regretted it a little.

The other day, he saw the anticipation and pain in her eyes, but he pretended to turn a blind eye. That indifferent attitude, ruthless behavior, whatever the reason, hurt her after all.

"Actually, you don't have to."

Wen Jingxuan remembered Leng Yichen's words and smiled a little self-deprecatingly. For a moment, he wanted to fight for himself, to do whatever it takes, not to think about the future, and to selfishly think only about the present. But reality always reminds me cruelly......

His heart tightened, and an unspeakable pain came in, encroaching on his nerves.

His face turned pale from the pain, and he curled up as much as he could, trying to alleviate the pain, but in vain. Staggered to the cabinet, took out his medicine bottle, poured out a few with trembling hands, hurriedly stuffed them into his mouth, picked up the water cup and poured a big mouthful.

After doing all this, Wen Jingxuan sat down on the edge of the table in collapse, and it took a while to come to his senses. Raising the medicine bottle he was holding in his left hand, Wen Jingxuan's expression suddenly became a little hideous, and he shook it hard, slamming the medicine bottle in his hand to the ground.

The pill bottle without a lid tumbled and jumped on the ground covered with a thick woolen blanket a few times, rolling several meters away before stopping, and the white pills inside were scattered all over the ground......

Wen Jingxuan stretched out his hands and rubbed his face a few times, closed his eyes, and covered the look of pain and helplessness inside, and the whole person sat there softly, looking so helpless and desperate.

His body is already so bad, what right does he have to pursue it at all costs?