Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 314 The Most Romantic Thing - Accidents

"Son, have you delivered your love letter yet?"

The proprietress Xuan Hua loosened her son's sleeves, and couldn't help asking another question.

This is like squeezing toothpaste for half a day.

"Hua'er, don't make noise, listen to your son." The boss Liu Fen glanced at his wife, raised his hand and patted Fu Gui's hand on the chopping board, "I still don't know which department this is from?"

"Huh? Which department? Is it still useful?" The proprietress Xuan Hua took a look, "The books I read are all the same, so of course it belongs to the same department as our son."

"Well, it seems to make some sense." The boss Liu Fen patted the rich hand of the old woman again, and changed the topic, "But, my intuition tells me that it doesn't look like it."

The proprietress Xuan Hua fixedly looked at her husband, there was nothing alike.

Are you stupid, pig brain?Besides eating braised pork trotters, what else do you know?

The boss, Liu Fen, smiled and said nothing. He turned to his handsome son, "Announce the results."

Where is he stupid, this is a man's intuition!
"It's not from the same department," Liu Ruixuan chuckled.

At that time, he also naively thought that she was in the same department as him.

Later that day, he just sat there quietly, occasionally raising his eyes to look at Zhu Yan.

Pretending to be nonchalant, he flipped through the "History of Western Music" in front of him.

After sitting for a while, he became restless again.

A few words sung by some unknown person suddenly popped up in my mind: Do you know what it feels like to miss someone, it’s like drinking a glass of cold water, and then it takes a long, long time to flow into each other one by one? Tears...

How to approach her?

He is familiar with ancient dragon Wen Ruian, and he will never approach her in the currently popular and dishonorable way (in fact, he dare not, and the conditions do not allow it.
What to do?He looked left and right, and saw a handful of young men and women, and a group of four or five light bulbs on the opposite side, so he had to sit quietly, occasionally looking up at the blue and white figure.

She was so serious, as if she never noticed the people and things around her.

There is no way to get rid of this feeling, don't worry and hate life.

When the sun receded gradually and dusk came, Zhu Yan left the library building surrounded by that group of messy colors.

He raised his heels and followed, pacing slowly behind, occasionally listening to the laughter coming from the front.

In this way, they followed closely behind, through the Faculty of Letters, the Faculty of Music, the Faculty of Philosophy, the stadium, and finally into the restaurant.

He picked a table and sat down, six or seven tables away from her.

From time to time, she raised her head and glanced at the red face with her pink neck drooping, her slender hands slightly raised, and her cherry mouth slightly open.

He pretended to be eating as if nothing had happened (grain by grain), and looked at her secretly, her every move was so appropriate and beautiful, so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.

He glanced at it from time to time, and looked around the cafeteria pretending to be indifferent, then lowered his head and ate.

Suddenly I thought of my favorite song: Everything about you moves, controls my sight, you are my poem, the classic of joy, and the beautiful ending.

He is joyful from the bottom of his heart, just like the spring outside the window, the romantic season, and the intoxicating poems.

"Look, this man is so strange, he actually ordered three dishes that are all tofu. How much do you want to eat tofu?"

A bang of thunder suddenly exploded overhead, followed by a burst of messy laughter.

Looking up, he saw several boys throwing the rice bowls in their hands onto the dining tables around him.

In an instant, seven or eight boys with various hairstyles sat within three meters of his height of 1.2 meters, completely blocking Zhu Yan's view.

He snorted, curled his lips, picked up the bowl and changed positions.

He looks gentle and delicate, so he's so eye-catching.

But, what the hell, he's a boy, not a girl.

As for this group of big boys staring at him alone? There are many empty tables around.

Did Zhu Yan see him as handsome?

He raised his head and looked forward to the right, and saw a boy's face approaching two by three.

Cough cough, is this a special arrangement?
Has he been flirting with women recently?
He has always been the most self-sufficient.

He glanced left and right at several people, then lowered his head and continued to eat, gobbling.

He couldn't get entangled with them, he wanted to see which department Zhu Yan belonged to, that was the focus of today.

"Hi, you like tofu very much, fresh tofu?"

Among the few people who came over, someone suddenly made a sound, it was the voice just now.

There are too many crazy dogs coming out of nowhere.

Ignorant mad dog, tofu is the meat of the farm, known as green milk, and has extremely high nutritional value, I don't understand this.

He didn't make a sound, didn't raise his head, he just concentrated on eating without seeing Zhu Yan's movements, so he put chopsticks into his mouth one chopstick after another.

Zhu Yan was not far away, he had to remain calm and maintain his image.

"I'm talking to you." The man's voice sounded again, and he tapped the bowl in front of him with his chopsticks.

Take a step back and take a step back!
He looked up at the owner of the pair of chopsticks, a boy with flat hair and thick eyebrows.

He never talks to people who are not popular!
He glanced at it, then looked away, and replied in a serious manner, "Don't talk about eating, don't you understand?"

This man, what the hell, is ignorant, he doesn't understand such a simple truth, and he has to come and find an excuse to get down the steps.

"Cut." The boy with the flat hair and thick eyebrows snorted, turned his head and smiled at the boys on the left and right, "This kid who loves tofu seems to be a little out of sorts, he needs to exercise later."

"Okay, let's eat," said someone beside him with a smile, "We are here to eat, not to fight, we are all civilized people."

"I just think this kid who likes tofu needs to clean up..."

The voice of the boy with the flat head and thick eyebrows sounded again.

Need to clean up?Liu Ruixuan raised his head slowly, and fixedly looked at the boy with flat hair and thick eyebrows in front of him.

It looks so ugly!

The mouthful of tofu he had just put into his mouth was instantly sprayed out.

Well, he hates school bullying the most.

"How dare you spray me! Look at me..."

Before the boy with flat hair and thick eyebrows could finish speaking, he was suppressed by another cold voice.

"This is the cafeteria, not a place to fight wildly. Don't disturb my meal."

Liu Ruixuan looked over at Xunsheng, and a fair face hit his eyes.

This boy looks so white!

The clean and fair face is sharp and indifferent; the dark and deep eyes are full of charming color; the thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lips all exude nobility and elegance.

Liu Ruixuan was stunned for a moment, which hero is this, came to save him?
"That little boy, I know it's Xia Yang. Your good brother."

The proprietress Xuan Hua raised her eyebrows, glanced at Xia Yang Zhuyan, and said quietly.

Liu Ruixuan nodded slightly and smiled.

Yes, that person is none other than Xia Yang. His sudden appearance disturbed the original tranquility and imagination...

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