Early the next morning.

Mingsheng woke up and looked at the empty pillow, stunned for more than a minute.

He really didn't return all night.

He yawned and sat up, waiting for the initial sense of chaos to pass before he began to wonder where he had been last night.

It should be a very important thing to keep him awake all night.

Looking at him last night, his eyes were full of longing, and he thought he would spend a turbulent and sleepless night, but he suddenly said that he was leaving, and he didn't come back to sleep later.

I didn't figure out anything, so I just didn't want to.

The inexplicable extra yoga class is even more sad.

In her senior year, many of her classmates were going to graduate school and those who didn't plan to further their studies, and many of them had already found a place to intern, and the time was so tight, he even asked her to go to a time-consuming and laborious yoga class......

Mingsheng frowned, washed up and went out to school.

There were only two classes in the morning, and when it was time to eat, Mingsheng didn't eat with Qiao Yu Schumanman, Yang Shuyi arrived early, and Mingsheng invited her to eat small stir-fry dishes on the third floor.

"You ...... guy"

Yang Shuyi still has a straightforward and cheerful personality, "The group is not bubbling, and I will always say that I am busy when I look for you, so boring." ”

"I thought you were busy in love, but every time I see you single, I'm really weird, are the boys in Huafeng Campus blind? It's been almost four years since you had such a flower! ”

"I've found a part-time job, and I've been really busy these past few months."

Mingsheng eats with his head bored, and still avoids the topic of love.

But Yang Shuyi cares about her.

"Then you have to take some time to fall in love." She put a chopstick candy into her mouth, "We're both graduating from senior year, and I've talked about two boyfriends, and you haven't talked about any of them, it's too much of a waste of your face." ”

She rolled her eyes: "In the future, when Xiao Xianrou calls you Aunt Ming, you will know that you are sorry." ”

Ming Sheng still smiled white and good-looking: "The face is in the country, when I become Aunt Ming, I will still have a younger brother chasing after me." ”

"Hey, Versailles, I hate you."

Yang Shuyi was so angry that she put her chopsticks and came over to scratch her.

The two girls played for a while, and the relationship returned to the past, Yang Shuyi picked up the chopsticks again, but didn't eat them, looking at her quiet eyebrows and eyes, looking regretful.

"I'm a CP fan of you and Song Xiaocheng, I never expected that a pair of CPs I am so optimistic about will be so BE."

"You said that you two are so compatible, talented and beautiful, why are you BE?"

The topic went around and around and came to Song Xiaocheng again, Mingsheng lowered his eyes and smiled, unable to tell the truth.

"Maybe it's too familiar." She still said the same thing, "I don't feel it." ”

"Mingsheng, you scumbag who likes the new and hates the old."

Yang Shuyi asked heartily, "Who was the person who walked with Song Xiaocheng every day after school in high school?" ”

Mingsheng's chest was swollen, as if he had been soaked in water for a long time, and his voice was dull, lacking his usual clarity.

"We're just, drop by."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the report will be arranged in the lecture hall on the third floor of the Baiyuan Building, and the time has not yet arrived, so the two girls will go to the coffee bar on campus to sit for a while, and then slowly walk to the Baiyuan Building.

The large and small report meetings of various colleges of the school were held in Bai Yuan Building, and when they arrived, Bai Yuan Building had already gathered a lot of people, and there were still more female students in their campus, where there were more men and fewer women.

It seems that today in addition to the School of Architecture, there are other faculties to give lectures.

Qiao Yu's face with a few pimples flashed in front of Mingsheng's eyes, and when she wanted to call someone, Qiao Yu was gone.

On weekdays, the roommates have more social activities than her, but Mingsheng didn't think much about it, and went to the second floor with Yang Shuyi.

The small lecture hall was crowded and almost full.

is enough to show Song Xiaocheng's high popularity.

When the protagonist comes on the stage, he stands tall in the center of the stage, which is eye-catching.

The refreshing shirt with jeans, Sven's upright face, and Xi's flashing smile of wisdom, the sunny and clean temperament of young people came to his face, like the sunniest light at noon, and it was easy to win the favor of the audience.

Everyone's eyes were on his face, curious about why someone was better than him as his age.

But Song Xiaocheng turned his face at this time.

What he saw was exactly the direction where Ming Sheng was.

The two looked at each other.

The time was very short, so short that Ming Sheng's mind moved slightly, and he had already quickly looked away.

"It's nice to meet you all today."

He paused, and looked at the audience with a smile, "I'm very happy." ”

Everyone regarded this as polite, but Yang Shuyi had a keen sense of touch and deliberately turned his face to look at Ming Sheng.

She sat next to Ming Sheng.

When Song Xiaocheng looked at this side just now, she was a bystander, and the vague affection could be seen clearly.

It's a pity that she only saw Mingsheng's superior but cold side face line.

There is a lot of collagen, and her side face has a delicate and girlish feeling, but thinking about her expression, I feel that she is a sober and cold beauty.

In short, strange and mysterious.

What kind of man can make Mingsheng feel and enter her eyes?

At the beginning of the personal report, Song Xiaocheng used his trip to France to talk about the collision of ideas between Eastern and Western architectural geniuses, and communicate face-to-face with architects, like experiencing a reborn soul cleansing, and bluntly said that experience is more important than results.

On the stage, he was in the wind and talked eloquently.

A smart brain is more confusing than appearance, and many young girls in the audience look at him differently.

An hour passed quickly, and the presentation ended.

Song Xiaocheng is the protagonist, as soon as it ended, he was surrounded by the younger brothers and sisters of the college in the center, and the younger sisters asked sweetly: "Senior, can you add a WeChat?" In the future, I would like to ask the dean for many professional questions. ”

The reason is high-sounding, and Senior Song, who looks very well-behaved on the outside, had no choice but to show the QR code.

But his eyes chased in the middle of the field.

Until he and the people on the field looked at each other.

He beckoned, smiled, and gestured to her.

It seems that he also thanked her for coming to cheer.

Mingsheng smiled lightly and beckoned, and the corners of his mouth were shallow.

Without a chance to speak, while Song Xiaocheng was dealing with the enthusiastic younger brothers and sisters, he raised the mobile phone in his hand in the direction of Mingsheng and said to her with his mouth-

WeChat contact.

is also a classmate, Yang Shuyi has also been by Mingsheng's side from beginning to end, but it seems that he has been ignored by Song Xiaocheng from beginning to end.

Yang Shuyi was not annoyed, but was happy, blinked, and handed Ming Sheng an extremely ambiguous look.

- Look, he only has you in his eyes.

Mingsheng was helpless.

In the four years of college, she and Song Xiaocheng have spoken no more than ten sentences in person.

It's already very distant.

There is no shadow, I don't know why Yang Shuyi is so energetic.

Coming out of the lecture hall, I was just standing on the stairs on the first floor, when a clear male voice came from behind.

"Mingsheng! Comfortably! Wait a minute. ”

Mingsheng turned around and met his eyes again.

It was Song Xiaocheng, and he still caught up.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you both."

He glanced at his watch and said to Yang Shuyi, "Are you in a hurry to go back?" If you're not in a hurry, we'll have dinner together in the evening, and I'll please. ”

Yang Shuyi said "wow", and couldn't ask for it: "What is the budget?" I eat a lot. ”

"This time the bonus is quite generous, and there is no upper limit to the budget for treats."

"It's still early, let's go have a cup of milk tea first, how about it?"

He looked at Ming Sheng this time, with a gentle smile flashing in his eyes, "I brought a lot of chocolates back, and I have them in the refrigerator at home, and I will send them to you another day." ”

Yang Shuyi looked at Ming Sheng almost excitedly.

Would love to see how she reacts.

Mingsheng doesn't like snacks very much, the only thing that can make her break her vows is chocolate, in the past, Yang Shuyi had limited pocket money, and most of them chose chocolate as gifts.

Now, Song Xiaocheng himself said that he brought back a lot of chocolate from Europe.

It's hard not to think about it.

It's a pity that he was watched by two pairs of eyes, and Mingsheng was still calm.

It's not like the foodies of the past at all, when you mention chocolate, your big eyes are full of light.

She was polite: "That's embarrassing." ”

Then he was a little annoyed: "You won such a big prize, we didn't prepare a gift, I'm sorry." ”

Ming Sheng looked apologetically at his old tablemate, his eyes clear and sincere.

Only she knows that this sorry is for the no-show of the drop-off.

Song Xiaocheng seemed to understand, and even generously accepted her apology.

"Everyone is usually very busy, and there are not many opportunities to meet, so it is the best gift for you to come to the party." He said in a sincere tone, and added, "It's all old classmates, don't be so outward." ”

Seeing Mingsheng outside, he smiled and quietly avoided his hot gaze.

There was a commotion above the stairs, and there were many people going downstairs.

There are girls talking about it in twos and threes.

"Hey, did you see that? What's going on in the corners of Fu Xizhou's eyes? It's a big piece of green. ”

"Some people in the circle of friends said that he played until dawn next door, and I heard that he was in battle."

"Why battle?"

"Who knows, men are competitive."

Fu Xizhou, the topic of conversation in everyone's mouth, soon appeared.

The figure is tall and tall, and the image of a noble son.

Everywhere is the focus of the crowd.

The shirt was crisp, accentuated by his tall build.

The neckline is loosened, revealing a reverie collarbone, a cold as snow expression with handsome eyebrows, like a sharp sword splitting the night, silently reminding the people around him that he and others have walls.

Just as ordinary people can't get into his class, he doesn't bother to condescend to step into the world of ordinary people.

But such a decent face, but today there is a little flaw.

Mingsheng clearly saw the bruises at the corners of his eyes, which were very abrupt, as if someone had repainted the ink on his face.

It's rare.

And at the moment when Ming Sheng raised his face and fixed his blank gaze on his face, Fu Xizhou also looked over.

Obviously, there were so many people in the middle of them.

But he just caught her at a glance.

And when he saw Song Xiaocheng beside Ming Sheng, Fu Xizhou's originally casual handsome face gradually tightened and gathered momentum, and the fierceness in the depths of his bones appeared.

This slight change in the face happened overnight, and almost no one noticed.

Except for Mingsheng.

She was immediately nervous like a fawn.

How can it be so coincidental? Why is he also in Baiyuan Building at this time?

Could it be that the Faculty of Mathematical Sciences also has a presentation today?

The alarm bell rang in her head, and she was at a loss for a few seconds.

Fu Xizhou was very disgusted that she and Song Xiaocheng met in private.

It is precisely because of his □□□□ that she has found excuses to be absent from her high school classmates in the past three years, and her old classmates have complained about her.

In the past few years, Fu Xizhou has reminded her personally.

- Song Xiaocheng is her absolute forbidden area, she can't step in, she can't take a step.

Just as Mingsheng's eyes were dodging, Fu Xizhou followed the flow of people downstairs and reached the first floor.

The two rubbed shoulders like strangers.

Yang Shuyi was discussing the nearby food with Song Xiaocheng with high interest, while Mingsheng lowered his eyes, pinched his mobile phone, and waited for the people behind him to leave.

The shoulder was suddenly bumped, and the opponent's chest was as hard as iron.

It's a muscular touch she's all too familiar with.

Piping hot, strong.

She staggered a small step and turned her face in surprise.

But it hit his deep eyes.

"I'm sorry."

Fu Xizhou apologized formulaically, his voice was slightly deep, and his expression was serious, although he apologized, he couldn't see any sincerity and affinity that an apologetic person should have.

Instead, his eyes locked tightly on her, holding her breathing.

Mingsheng quickly dodged his eyes.

"It's okay."

She lowered her eyes, her voice was soft, and the well water did not interfere with the river water.

Obviously the space is so big, she stands on the side in a proper manner, but he wants to bump into her.

Li Jinger and Liao Qing were just a few steps behind Fu Xizhou, and when they looked at this battle, their expressions were subtle.

I felt that the tiger's whiskers were being brushed.

The two of them both gave Mingsheng a sympathetic look.

Good luck to her.

The three of them left, and the gathered people dispersed, and the little episode just now was like a passing cloud, and few people paid attention to it.

Yang Shuyi still noticed the three of them, and touched Mingsheng's elbow: "Hey, those who just passed, are they the top of our school?" ”

"Like."

"The first one is the most handsome, which college?"

"Count it."

"The great god of the Academy." Yang Shuyi screamed again, "He looks handsome, his IQ is still high, and he is too good at reincarnation." ”

Mingsheng was silent and did not participate in the comments.

"Do you know him?"

It was Song Xiaocheng who suddenly spoke.

seemed to ask a question casually, but his eyes looked straight at Ming Sheng, with twelve points of seriousness.

Mingsheng was stunned, not understanding why he suddenly asked like this.

Could it be that she showed her feet in the collision just now?

But it was only a second of panic.

"Of course I don't know." She looked as usual and said, "But all the girls in the school know him." ”

"You're one of them?"

"That's right." Mingsheng's heart beat a little faster, "I'm one of them." ”