In the early morning, looking out the window, the pale blue sky was so clean that there was no trace of impurities, and the faint color stretched all the way to the sky.

The rooster cries to evoke the dawn of the morning, and the red glow is all over the place, dyeing the sky red, and the glow is draped, gorgeous and colorful.

Everything is quiet, and the campus is noisy on weekdays, and it seems that it is not popular. The academy in the city has been sublimated by a quiet at this moment, without wind, rain or people.

The morning rain washed away the quiet atmosphere, and soon after the rain fell, the sun showed a smiling face, very warm and soft.

The number of people in the academy gradually became more and more bustling, and the campus became popular and lively.

In the academy, there are all kinds of books on the shelves of different colors, and in the reading room, groups of people gather together to read magazines and discuss current affairs.

Today, he is wearing a black coat, which is wide open, revealing the light blue checkered shirt inside, and the clothes are flying. The lower body is black trousers, clean and straight. The body is slender, and the broken hair is scattered on the forehead. In the light purple eyes, looking for the books of the heart, looking for them, there is nothing to find.

Today, she is dressed in snow-white casual clothes with jet-black flowing cloud hair hanging down on her shoulders, and then look at her face, her skin is also white like snow, her delicate face shows a perfect side face under the sun, and a pair of slender and clean hands block the sun from time to time. Four men in suits followed her, their faces unrecognizable in the harsh sunlight, except that they were wearing exclusive Chanel ties, black trousers, white shirts and black jackets.

Mo Yan's eyes were blazing, and he quickly scanned the books on the shelves, as if the world was quiet for a moment, and there were only two people left in the world. Looking for belonging, the heart has a home.

Luo Yu suddenly raised his head, but saw a person not far away raising his eyes at the same time, his eyes met, and there was a trace of amazement in his slightly cold eyes, and he secretly thought in his heart: This person should only be in the sky, and it is rare to see him in the world. How skillful should the heavens be, to be so ingenious, to carve such an unpolished and natural peerless beauty.

Stunned, in a trance in the world, wandering in the world, I don't know where I am going, I don't know what I want, I don't know where, I don't know where I am, I don't know when I can meet the lovely person.

The two of them stopped in front of the bookshelf of literature and history, their eyes stayed in front of a simple and elegant book at the same time, and they stood for a long time, pacing forward.

"Wuchen, you help me take down the "History of the Song Dynasty" from the "Historical Records" on the third shelf and give it to me." Mo Yan's expression was cold, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant, lonely but domineering, and he exuded the strength of the proud world in his independence.

Wuchen stretched out his hand to pick up the book, but saw a person wearing a light blue plaid shirt, his wrists loosely pulled up, simple and slightly gorgeous, and his slender fingers slid in the same direction as him.

Wuchen came back to his senses, held the shell of the book, and took it off, but in an instant, the other hand also held the book at the same time, stalemate, and the situation was stalemate.

Luo Yu squinted, the slanting sword eyebrows, slender and sharp purple eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outlines, slender and tall but not rough, slightly opened his lips, and said to the person opposite: "I saw this book first, please move elsewhere, don't disturb me to read, thank you." ”

"So, why should I give it to you? This is a public lot, not your house, and your name is not written on it, so why should I give it to you? Not to be outdone, Mo Yan asked rhetorically.

"This book, it's been here for a long time, I happened to see it today, and you happened to see it, we chose the same book, it's a kind of fate, it's better to be like this, Lady first, lady first, why don't you please it first, after reading it, lend it to me again, so it's okay." The corners of Luo Yu's mouth hung into a 45-degree smile, and he said to Mo Yan.

"You, a boy, are not arrogant and unreasonable with other boys, but have a little gentlemanly demeanor, a little handsome, and I like the temperament on your body very much, I am willing to make friends with you, my name is Mo Yan, what about you?"

"Luo Yu, classmates in the first and second classes of high school, you can come to my class to find me after reading it, we can also have an exchange in private, it is rare to meet colleagues who like history, I hope we will have a very pleasant chat." Luo Yu's edges and corners showed coldness, and he smiled elegantly.

"Okay, a word is a decision" is very rare, Mo Yan's face showed a hint of a smile, which amazed everyone around him, and inadvertently bumped into Luo Yu's heart.