Before you know it, a few days have passed.

During this time, He Zheng seemed to have disappeared in Meng Yao's world, and even when she usually went out or went home, she didn't run into him.

At the beginning, Meng Yao was still a little unaccustomed to it, and sometimes halfway through the test paper, she would feel as if she had heard the sound of a mobile phone message.

But when she subconsciously picked up her mobile phone and clicked on WeChat, she saw that this was just her own illusion. In her heart, she involuntarily had a feeling called emptiness.

Or maybe there was really a message prompt sounding, and her heart was raised, and then when she saw that the message was not from the account called "Mr. H", her eyes dimmed even without even realizing it.

It seems that his last sentence really made him retreat?

Even, when she went home, when she walked into the elevator, her eyes would subconsciously stay at the button on the 8th floor for half a day.

Several times, her fingertips stopped at that "8", almost pressing it.

She knew she wanted to see him.

But after hesitating for a long time, she finally slowly retracted her finger.

As time passed, Meng Yao finally sorted out her mood and focused on studying.

In addition, under the guidance of He Jianing, she began to practice her body.

He Zheng is like a silhouette pasted in her heart, which has always existed, but she no longer thinks about it from time to time.

……

This afternoon, it was Meng Yao's turn to be on duty.

Meng Haochen went home first, and the others left one after another, leaving only Meng Yao doing the final tidying up.

Finally, Meng Yao locked the classroom door, picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the staircase.

Before he reached the top of the stairs, a man suddenly came up from below.

It's Yuan Zihan.

As soon as she saw Yuan Zihan, Meng Yao was taken aback.

Today, Yuan Zihan is wearing a light coffee-colored striped plaid shirt, a more formal casual slim pants, and black lace-up casual shoes. Compared with him, who is usually dressed in sportswear, he looks a little more mature and handsome.

But Meng Yao didn't have the heart to appreciate it.

Yuan Zihan's class is one floor below, how could he run to the top?

"What are you doing here!" She asked.

In the corridor, Yuan Zihan walked towards her step by step.

Then, with a smile on his lips, he said in a low voice: "Of course I came to you, there is no way, only at this time, you can listen to me well!" ”

Meng Yao bit her lip, Yuan Zihan was obviously laughing, but in her eyes, she felt even more uneasy.

That smile, that look, as if looking at a prey, as if I wanted to swallow her, yes, that's what it felt!

She involuntarily took a step back and said busily, "What are you looking for me?" You don't have to come here, just stand there and say! ”

"Why are you so nervous, in your eyes, I am a heinous villain?"

The smile on Yuan Zihan's face froze, and a trace of injury flashed in his eyes, but his footsteps did not stop.

"Even if the past is my fault, don't you even accept my apology, can't we even be friends?"

Yuan Zihan's tone was unexpectedly tinged with a hint of a low voice.

Meng Yao was a little disturbed by his eyes and words, she didn't expect that Yuan Zihan, who had always been above the top, would say such a thing.

However, she still did not give in at all, and said: "There are many girls who want to be friends with you, and there is no shortage of me." ”

Yuan Zihan said: "But none of them are you." ”