Qingning No. 1 Middle School, a famous aristocratic college in Yingluo City, the campus is antique, the entrance is a zigzag verandah, and the stones under the steps are spread into a road. The small three or two rooms above, one bright and one dark, are all beds and chairs with a few chairs. From the inside of the door, there is a small door, and out of the door is the backyard, where there are large pear blossoms and plantains. There were two more small regressions. A gap suddenly opens under the wall of the backyard, the clear spring is a faction, the ditch is only a few feet, poured into the wall, around the edge of the house to the front yard, circling under the bamboo.

Further on, there is a courtyard, named Xiaoxiang Courtyard. Outside the courtyard, the powder wall is encircled, the green willow hangs around, there are three hanging flower gatehouses, and the verandah is copied on all sides. The courtyard is connected with each other, the mountains and stones are embellished, and the plaque of "Tranquility and Far-reaching" is hung on the five hugging buildings. The whole courtyard is magnificent, graceful and luxurious, the flowers are splendid, clear and exquisite, the backyard is full of roses, treasures, and a pool. Qinfang Creek converges here and flows out of the Grand View Garden, and there is a white stone slab across the Qinfang Creek to pass to the opposite bank. This is the teaching building of Qingning No. 1 Middle School, and the story will unfold from here.

The melodious guqin sounded on time, the sunlight dappled through the shadows of the trees, the shadows were sufficient, the clear water in the corridor was overflowing, the roses were just right, everything was so harmonious and peaceful.

In front of the desk, a person scribbles in front of the manuscript paper, with a majestic figure, a bronze complexion, and clear and deep facial features, like a Greek sculpture, dark and deep ice eyes, which look evil.

"Luo Yu, come out with me to play basketball." I saw this person, dressed in a purple shirt and simple jeans, but it set off his slender figure, his fair skin was as delicate as white porcelain, and his blue eyes were as blue as the sky, with unparalleled arrogance and indifference, like a pool of abyss. The bridge of the nose is high, and the cherry blossom-like lips are gently hooked, as if smiling but not smiling. Sexy. The three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as a knife, and the whole person emits a kind of king aura that shocks the world.

He is Luo Yuchen, Luo Yu's brother, an inseparable twin combination on campus.

"No, I still have a problem that I haven't solved yet, so you can go first." Luo Yu smiled indifferently and said softly.

"Okay, then I'll go play first." Luo Yuchen held a basketball, and with a beautiful turn, disappeared from view.

There are only a few people left in the classroom, either discussing, resting, solving a problem, or reading a book.

Luo Yu picked up his pen and wrote on the title page of a book: "White tea Qinghuan has nothing else to do, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you." ”

"Excuse me, is Luo Yu here?" A girl knocked lightly on the door and smiled elegantly.

The girl's steps were clear, and the silver bell rings on her earlobes collided like jade beads on the plate.

The sunlight was blurred, pouring on the girl, conjuring up a blurry brilliance, shining dazzling. The flamboyant youth is sprinkled like wine.

Luo Yu raised her eyes lightly, and saw her at the door, and her face was unconsciously filled with a smile, "I'm here, what is the young lady looking for me?" ”

Luo Yu's facial paralysis that had not changed for thousands of years, there was a trace of arc, and he smiled very brightly, blurring the eyes of many people, and also capturing the hearts of a group of girls.

Luo Yu got up, picked up the book on the table, smiled with a standard 45 degree smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Mo Yan in a magnetic voice: "Little sister, are you ready to exchange with me after reading the book?" ”

"Well, I've finished reading it, this is the "History of the Song Dynasty" of "Historical Records", I finished reading it, and now, solemnly hand it over to Mr. Luo Yu, Mr. Luo Yu is willing to check it." Mo Yan suddenly sold a cute look at Luo Yu and smiled slyly.

"Ding Dong, your courier has been checked, as a return gift, I plan to give Miss Mo Yan a book, I don't know if Miss Mo Yan is willing to open it?" Luo Yu smiled elegantly and handed the packaged book to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan reached out and took the gift and smiled. "Mr. Luo Yu, it is rude to open the gift in person, it turned out to be Mr. Luo Yu's gift, can I go back and see it again? Mr. Luo Yu won't mind. ”

"Naturally I won't mind, China has been a country of etiquette since ancient times, Miss Mo Yan's actions made Xiaosheng ashamed, and the temperament shown by high quality is different from what these vulgar fans show, always listen to them talk about some cosmetics, celebrities and other topics, it is not as interesting as chatting with Miss Mo Yan, listening to Qing's words, it is better to read ten years of books." Luo Yu smiled comfortably, gentle and elegant, and warmed up the whole winter.

Mo Yan returned to the car, opened the light blue wrapper, inside was a collector's edition of the Book of Songs, opened the cover, the title page said White Tea Qinghuan has nothing else, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you. White tea Qinghuan will meet you again, sunny and tomorrow will lose its luster.

The last page reads, "I hope there is a person like you, like the refreshing wind in the mountains, like the warm light of the ancient city, from early morning to night, from the mountains to the study, as long as it is you at the end." Later, I found out that it was you, and it was always you, that gave me a silent heartbeat. ”

Mo Yan looked a little sluggish, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet, and suddenly smiled and said in a low voice; "Interesting person, looking forward to meeting you again."