"I remember, we saw ...... years ago"

When she met Han Chuxue through Nan Yiyun, Nan Yiyun told her that Han Chuxue was the girl he had always liked, and Han Chuxue got along with her very well at that time, but now that they haven't seen each other for a few years, she always feels that Han Chuxue seems to look at her with a trace of alienation and hostility.

"At that time, if I knew that you were Jiayuan's first girlfriend, I wouldn't have treated you as a friend."

Han Chuxue was upright and did not hide her hostility.

She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled stiffly, she is now completely sure that Han Chuxue likes Lin Jiayuan, it is really pitiful that Nan Yiyun has always liked Han Chuxue, at the beginning, Nan Yiyun in order to chase Han Chuxue, also let her write many Chinese love poems, and then he took these love poems to chase Han Chuxue, just to win Han Chuxue's favor.

"You...... Like Lin Jiayuan? She asked, a little cautiously in her tone.

Han Chuxue smiled, the corners of her eyes were crooked, and the smile in her eyes seemed to be able to melt ice and snow, and she looked like she didn't care.

"I think all the girls in the world should like him, right? Jiayuan and I have been friends since childhood, so naturally I will be fascinated by his charm. ”

"But Ye-yoon likes you, you've always known that......"

"Until now, you wouldn't think that the person Nam Ye-yoon likes is me, right?" Han Chuxue looked at her, her eyes flashing with a cold jade-like color.

She was confused by Han Chuxue's words, wasn't she?

Looking at her ignorant and cute appearance, Han Chuxue sighed slightly and said, "Let me tell you a story, there was a boy once upon a time, he always liked a girl, but it's a pity that the girl has a boyfriend, and the relationship with her boyfriend is very good, so that boy has to bury this love in his heart and stay with that girl as a friend." ”

Listening to Han Chuxue's words, she had a faint premonition in her heart, she always felt that the boy in Han Chuxue's words was Guide Yiyun, and the girl meant her.

"And then?"

Then, in order to be able to chat and communicate more with the girl, the boy kept asking her Chinese, because he knew that the girl was Chinese. The boy also lied to the girl, saying that he liked someone else, and asked the girl to write a lot of Chinese love poems to him, saying that he would give them to the girl he really liked, but he kept all the poems that the girl wrote to him and kept them as treasures. ”

"You don't want to say that Nam Ye-yoon is the boy and I am the girl, right?" Bai Enxi's tone was incredulous, "Impossible, when I first met Yiyun, he was reading Chinese love poems, and he had a girl he liked at that time, but he didn't know me at that time." ”