The sun is pouring into the city, the sun is setting in the west, and the wisps of afterglow are sprinkled through the broken clouds, falling on the surface of the lake, the breeze rises, the waves jump, stirring up the lake full of broken gold.

The crimson cherry blossoms float away from the branches, fluttering and floating in the wind, sprinkled like rain, and the unique light fragrance also spreads with the wind, refreshing the body and mind along the breath.

At that time, it was May, late spring and early summer, neither the cold and gloomy of the cliff when it first entered spring, nor the scorching impetuous and lazy in midsummer, the weather was mild but not sparse, warm but not restrained, bright and bright, the grass and trees were happy, it was the most comfortable season in the magic capital, even the wind was so soft and warm and warm, it made people comfortable and comfortable, and the heart was relaxed.

Xi Yan stopped the pen in his hand, glanced at the cherry blossom dance outside the window, his clear and transparent eyes were filled with silky ripples, sparkling, wet, and then calm.

In the upper left corner of the table are books related to ancient Chinese literature, not much, only three, the corners are a little curled, obviously caused by frequent reading, Xi Yan also has one in front of him, it is open, the beige paper is red and black, the black is the original content of the book, and the red is the annotations and feelings she made.

On the right hand side is placed a complete set of tea sets, white porcelain, one of the teacups is steamy, there is a hot soup in it, clear and soft, green and bright, the bottom is silvery green and green, flying up and down, like a spiral, the aroma in the air rises, the nose comes, there is an obvious smell of flowers and fruits, it is very rich, and the fragrance strikes people.

As the so-called - Dongting is everywhere flying green, and Biluo is drunk with spring fragrance.

Xi Yan picked up the porcelain cup, took a sip slightly, the taste was very sweet and fragrant, fresh and fresh, such as tasting the ointment of Xuanyu, the liquid of Yunhua, feeling its light color, fragrant and quiet, and the soup was fresh and elegant.

Then put it down, lift the porcelain pot, refill the water, and drink again.

The tongue is sweet, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, mellow and long, such as tasting the heavenly elixir, feeling that its tea soup is greener, the tea fragrance is stronger, and the taste is more mellow, which can be described as an immeasurable aftertaste, which scares people's fragrance.

Continue, drink again.

This time, what she tasted was no longer tea, but the breath of spring in Taihu Lake, the vitality of Dongting Mountain, and the flavors of life.

After drinking seven cups, Xi Yan seemed to feel the wonderful feeling that the ancients said:

The breeze gives birth to two armpits, and there are almost immortals.

Wandering to the three mountains, how similar is it in the world.

At this time, there were other people in the office, three men and four women, all professors and tutors of the Department of Chinese of the Faculty of Letters, elegant in appearance, handsome and beautiful, and graceful, or browsing magazines, or reviewing articles, or filing for tomorrow's courses, or talking softly, and laughing crisply and happily from time to time.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door, breaking the harmonious atmosphere of the office, and everyone cast slightly annoyed glances, but they disappeared after 0.005 seconds, and they looked at each other tacitly, and the full smile almost overflowed their eyes.

The young man dressed in white like snow walked straight towards Queen Xiyan with leisurely steps, his purple eyes were bright and beautiful, and even the picturesque sunset was eclipsed.

Handsome and dusty, rich as a fairy, more beautiful than most women in the world.

The young man pulled over a chair, Shi Shiran sat on it, and the usual behavior fell on him, but there was a sense of beauty that was difficult to describe in words, and the demeanor was glazed, as if with a fairy spirit, which made people ashamed.

There is a kind of person who is born to be envied and even looked up to by others.

"Give!"

I saw that the young man always stretched out his left hand behind him, his five fingers were slender, as clean as jade, as if there was a glimmer of light circulating, and his thumb and index finger were lightly touching a touch of white.

Something that looks like a letter.

Only then did the queen turn her head sideways, her eyes pouring into the young man's face like water, gentle, kind, and like a spring breeze, and at the same time took the letter handed by the young man.

"This is the hundredth time, right?" Chu Mu, the number one gossip god in the Chinese department, looked excited.

"Wrong, the 220th round!" Ye Mei, the second seed, immediately corrected.

"No, it's the twenty-thirty-fourth. No. 3 Xia You retorted.

"Fart! It's obviously the twenty-thirty-sixth time!" No. 4 Zhao Ye was very resolute.

"Okay, okay, what's there to fight about. The respected Professor Xue Zhuorui stopped the battle that was about to break out, and then turned his head and said with a gossip on his face, "You say, will Xi Yan Xiaonizi accept it this time?"

"I think there's a big opportunity. Chu Mu was the first to speak.

"It's hard to say, Teacher Xi Yan is not an ordinary woman. Zhao Ye expressed dissatisfaction.

"If it were me, I would have agreed a long time ago. "This is Wei Ling'er.

"That's it, how handsome Jun Yan is!" Xia You's eyes lit up.

"I heard that there is a beautiful boy named Taiyi in the freshman (1) class of the Music and Dance Academy, who is three points better than Jun Yan!" Ye Mei looked yearning, and her saliva was about to flow.

"I see, no wonder the little girls from the Music and Dance Academy have been in spring recently, and I really want to know what kind of stunning color it is. Molly, the last beautiful teacher, also joined in, looking longing.

"I know, I know! I've seen it from afar once, it's really handsome!!" Wei Ling'er's little head immediately came over, happy as if she was going to heaven.

"He's my god, but it's a pity that I've never met him. Xia You muttered, the regret in and out of the words could not be washed away by the water of the four seas.

"Oh, isn't your male god Junyan-san?"

"Of course, but he's the second now, and Taiyi is my first male god!"

"Hey, then you should have a picture of him, right?" Molly suddenly realized.

"It's a must, hehe......"

"Then don't take it out soon!" Ye Mei was a little impatient, and the others were also full of anticipation.

"What, why is it so vague?"

I saw the photos on the mobile phone screen, the green shirt was down, the clouds were flying sleeves, and the blonde hair was shining, but the face was really blurry, so that people couldn't see it clearly.

"You don't know, the grand scene, that scene, I couldn't squeeze in, I still bought it at a high price. ”

"But you can still see that it is indeed handsome. ”

"Well, very handsome!"

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As the saying goes, three women in one play, this sentence is not wrong at all, when the four beautiful teachers started the seminar, Chu Mu and the three of them couldn't intervene at all, they were completely excluded, and the three of them looked at each other and reluctantly retreated.

Last September, in the national school opening season, Jun Yan stepped into the door of Tianjiao College, and spoke as a representative of the freshmen of the School of Foreign Chinese at the orientation meeting, which set off a storm that swept the whole school.

It is said that the number of students in the College of Foreign Chinese has skyrocketed because of him, and countless beautiful students have decisively given up their majors and transferred to the College of Foreign Chinese one after another, just to get closer to him.

However, the good times did not last long, just seven days later, Jun Yan suddenly transferred to the Faculty of Letters and became a student of the first (1) class of the Chinese Department, this time it was the turn of the Faculty of Letters to boil, and then there was a heavy news that he confessed to Queen Tianjiao, the first beautiful teacher of the Chinese Department, Xi Yan, which caught everyone off guard and completely detonated the entire September.

Radio, school newspapers, post bars, forums, and even every corner of the campus are full of heated discussions about the teacher-student love between Jun Yan and Queen Xi Yan, which is full of excitement and excitement, support, opposition, envy, jealousy, and so on.

To everyone's surprise, so far, Jun Yan has not captured the queen's heart, and of course, he has not stopped the offensive, insisting on the romance of a love letter a day - in different ways, or Chinese, or foreign, or modern, or classical, sometimes passionate poetry, sometimes tactful and lyrical prose.

At this moment, looking at Queen Xi Yan's sheared eyes, Jun Yan said that he was very hurt, there, he only saw his sister's tolerance and doting on his younger brother, and the other party purely regarded him as a younger brother, which was not the result he wanted.

And this is not the first time, I still remember that when the two first met, she looked at her with such a gaze, without the majesty and grace of the queen, just like the big sister next door, kind, gentle, and very comfortable, and every time they met since then.

The love letters he sent were all in vain, and there was no response.

His persistence and his efforts were all in vain.

You know, he's never written a love letter to other girls, and he doesn't need a love letter with his charm, but he didn't expect to fail the first time, and he failed continuously.

Well, it's a bad taste of failure.

He's depressed right now.

Picked up the porcelain pot, poured himself a cup, sipped, let the slightly hot tea soup swirl in his mouth, and then dripped down the twelve-story building, the rich and elegant fragrance of flowers and fruits permeated the lips and teeth, lingering and circling, fresh and fresh, and suddenly swept away all the depression in Jun Yan's heart, and his mood was restored to brightness and clarity.

Such as the breeze flowing spring, like the bright moon in the mountains, not stained with the glitz of the world.

The fragrance and teeth have an aftertaste, and I feel that the crane's heart is clear.

Jun Yan restrained his divergent thoughts, chatted with Queen Xi Yan, crisscrossed the past and the present, pointed out at home and abroad, talked about the grace and freedom of the Wei and Jin celebrities, talked about the bravery and loyalty of the knights of Western Europe, and talked very happily.

But seriously, the two are very close to each other, and there are always endless topics.

Time passed quietly in this pleasant conversation, when the two came back to their senses, the sunset disappeared, the last afterglow gradually faded, the air was filled with mist, the stars on the sky were scattered, and the others had left at some point, leaving only Jun Yan and Xi Yan in the office.

"Well, it's getting late, let's go. Jun Yan scratched his hair, a little annoyed.

Seeing Jun Yan's little embarrassment, the queen couldn't help but smile and said lightly: "Then let's go." ”

Saying that, she took the lead in getting up, cleaned up the table in three or two clicks, and then moved slightly and walked towards the door, Jun Yan saw it, quickly pushed away the chair, and quickly followed.

The moonlight was like water, stretching the shadows cast by the two on the ground longer and longer.