In the morning two literary appreciation classes, Su Deng sat in the back and fell asleep completely with his head covered.

She also struggled, but the teacher in class read the PPT most of the time, and last night, Lu Yaoyao, who slept at her feet, didn't know what to do and kept laughing, and even her bed kept shaking, causing her to fall asleep after a long time.

When staying up late in disguise meets the eighth day of the morning, even if Da Luo Jinxian comes today, he can't take her away from Zhou Gong's arms.

Coming out of the classroom with a yawn, Su Deng clicked on WeChat and saw the 10+ messages on Jiang Zhou's avatar as usual.

Immediately after, an unfamiliar avatar came into view.

It took her a long time to remember that this was Shen Yuqing.

As early as two days ago, Su Deng sent him a friend application, and he only passed it now.

She "cut" the sound, but the person had to bow her head under the eaves, and she still pretended to send him a sentence:

"Teacher Shen, good morning, [smiley]"

"Who are you sending a message to, hey, Teacher Shen......" Zhao Xinyi came up, and Su Deng hurriedly pressed the screen and covered her mouth.

Lu Yaoyao and Shen Meng in the back also walked to her side, the former looked funny and asked Zhao Xinyi if she saw it clearly, is it a man or a woman?

"I feel like it's supposed to be a man."

Lu Yaoyao pushed Su Deng with her shoulder, "Yes, it's not enough to sit on the grass of Colonel B, these peach blossoms are one after another." ”

Zhao Xinyi also shook her, smiled and asked her to reveal more information, and the three of them walked out of the teaching building and walked to the dormitory.

Shen Meng bent the corners of his mouth beside him, telling them to see their feet clearly and stop wrestling.

At the end of September, it is the season of high and cool autumn, the small clusters of osmanthus hairpins are on the branches, and the breeze is fragrant.

On the way to chase, Su Deng didn't see clearly, and actually bumped into a person around the corner.

There was a momentary pain in his forehead, his shoulders were grabbed, and a nice male voice came from the top of his head.

"Classmate, are you okay?"

Su Deng just wanted to say that he was fine, but in the next second, he met a pair of calm and deep eyes.

She thinks that she has seen many handsome guys in her life, Jiang Zhou, Gu Mo around her, and even Shen Yuqing, who reunited a few days ago, are among the best, but this does not prevent her from shaking her mind at this moment.

The four of them are all young men with snowy skin and red lips and are a head taller than her, but they are different when you look closely.

Jiang Zhou is quiet, reminiscent of a bamboo forest like cutting and grinding, with soft hair covering the top of his head, his eyes are dark and translucent, the corners of his eyes are always slightly downward, and his gaze is light and gentle, as if he can contain everything.

Gu Mo is exquisite, her face is like a girl, like God's most perfect creation, her skin is cold and white like mutton fat, her eyes are as deep as the Milky Way, and her double eyelids are very obvious, which is breathtaking in the blink of an eye.

Shen Yuqing is upright, his hair is slightly shorter, fluffy on his head, he wears glasses, his demeanor is restrained, and he is serious to that station, and anyone who sees it must be called a righteous gentleman like a snowy frost, which makes people dare not approach easily.

And the person in front of him, Su Deng pursed his lips.

The eyes are as wide and quiet as the lake, and the warm light of early autumn is dripping and crushing inside, bending and rising, like a crescent moon, inlaid on the warm white skin like jade.

Compared with Gu Mo, the hair on his forehead was not as thick as it, slightly parted to the sides, and only a few strands of hair-like hair were left on it, making the whole person dry and warm, as dazzling as white paper in the sun.

A strange and familiar feeling rippled in his heart, Su Deng took a step back and picked up the backpack he had dropped on the ground.

"I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

He slung his bag over his shoulder and smiled at her.

"Are you majoring in painting?" Su Deng pointed to his big square bag, and the ghost asked a question.

He shook his head, "One of my hobbies, I have heard the beautiful autumn scenery of H for a long time, and I specially came here to sketch, it is better to see than to hear, the autumn fields here are beautiful, especially the scenery of the lake pavilion behind the bridge, it is so beautiful, and H University really deserves its name." ”

A few boys rushed to the side, also carrying big black bags.

Su Deng nodded at him, and ran towards the three people who were standing under the shade of the tree watching the play next to him.

Lu Yaoyao held back a smile like a daisy, "How do you pronounce that poem, the garden is full of spring, and it can't be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall, hahaha, don't chase me, don't chase me......"

The four of them laughed and went back to the dormitory.

It wasn't until the pretty goose-yellow back turned into a dot that Song Changjin withdrew his gaze.

Tao Lotian asked: "What, do you like it?" Do you want me to help you go to WeChat? ”

Song Changjin shook his head, and in an instant, he strangled the boy who was talking between his elbows, and a slight smile appeared on his face: "Put away your dick silk smell, it makes me dizzy." ”

Tao Lotian grabbed the arm around his neck and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Brother, you are my brother, you are wrong, wrong." ”

The two people standing next to him burst into laughter, and one of the boys blocked the sunlight like a waterfall, "I think H is like this, it's nothing to look at, it's not as good as the Prince Bay you took us to last time." ”

Tao Lotian broke free from the shackles, hurriedly stood aside, and a sly smile appeared on his face: "You don't understand our Brother Song, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is also a dead thing, how can there be a lively beauty that is good-looking, Brother Song, do you think I am right?" ”

Song Changjin smiled helplessly and asked a few people behind him to follow.

*

The last week of September.

When Su Deng is not in class, he likes to come to the playground to walk in a circle, and the breeze is gusting at this time, which makes people feel comfortable and lazy.

It's not that she loves sports, but that she ......

Her eyes drifted as she looked at the men jumping up and down on the green grass and kicking the ball into the frame.

They don't seem to be professional sports students, they come out to play, they only wear loose regular clothes, and a pair of slender legs stand straight under the dark trousers, and follow the trajectory of the football, and bounce off when running, showing the curve of strength.

Beads of sweat spilled down their jaws and into the air with their hair that was flicking from time to time. Snow-white elbows reflected in the sun, and the body under the undershirt loomed. As match point arrived, they ran vigilantly in the wind, obviously so thin, but they were able to turn around and give the opposite side a violent kill.

Su Deng squinted, and when he was indulging in admiration, he suddenly felt his cheeks being pinched.

"Tell me, what are you looking at?"

Su Deng let out a low breath, saw that he was slightly settled, glanced at him, and said with a little emptiness: "Ahem, the weather is pretty good today, well, I'll go out for a walk." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Zhouhu looked at her suspiciously, obviously not believing.

Suddenly, there was a cheer from the side, and it seemed that a goal had been scored.

However, a few seconds later, the ball flew out of the field, flew in front of Su Deng, and smashed into the blue iron net next to the red runway.

"Classmate, can you kick it over for us?" A laughing male voice could be heard in the distance.

The body moved before the brain, Su Deng stepped forward directly, but was carried back by Jiang Zhou like a chicken and taken into his arms.

"I'll come."