falling angel

Chapter 16

I sat on the stone bench opposite him and stared at him sharply.He shook his head, gave me a dismissive smile, and used his slender fingers to squeeze out two tickets from his trousers pocket.

"what is this?"

"A ticket to the school photography exhibition. Opens at 9:00 p.m.."

"……I'm busy."

"Then you just don't want to know who is spying on you and your precious sister Moon Shadow?"

"What are you going to do there?"

"Go see that person."


I looked up at my watch, it was already 8:30.So reluctantly walked side by side with him.The campus where the Department of Journalism is located is not a short distance from our campus.It was getting dark, and the street lights were turned on, illuminating the school's tree-lined road very softly.Some couples who did not go to self-study walked together very intimately.When they walked by us, I could feel the "amazing" gazes those girls cast on Yuan Xueyi.You can even hear snippets of their conversation.


"What are you looking at?" the man said.

"Handsome guy! This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful boy. I don't know which academy he is from."

"What? Tempted?"

"Well~, no, I have you. Didn't you see a girl next to him? But that girl is too cold and unfeminine, she really has no vision."

"Sanba, you like you and him?"

I turned around and yelled at the woman.The woman's face was full of disbelief, and she was quickly pulled away by her boyfriend.

I clenched my fists tightly, trying to chase after him.But Yuan Xueyi grabbed her right hand:
"It's almost late, don't worry about that."

I withdrew my hand vigorously, Yuan Xueyi put her hand in the pocket of her trousers casually, stared straight at the ground in front of her, and walked carelessly.

"You're very proud, huh?"

"What's there to be proud of?"

"Some girls like it."

"It's not something to be proud of. It's just their instinct."

"Oh?"

"Hehe, many girls are already in a daze when they see me for the first time, and they don't even use their brains to think about what is most important to a man."

"What is it? Men like you can have a bright future as long as they stand and smile."

"Have you always been this mean?"

"It's just that I don't like a boy with your appearance."

He was silent for a moment: "You don't like all boys, do you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't judge a person by your self-righteous outlook on life. Because you don't know me."

"It's not necessary either."

I can't be bothered to talk to him anymore.

It was only when I was beside him that I realized that he was actually that tall, about 1.8 meters.He always seems to like to wear white clothes.White from head to toe.When he walked, his eyes looked at the ground, but he didn't seem to be looking at the ground.Because he always trampled the gardenias on the ground into pieces unconsciously.

"You seem to have unusual feelings for gardenias? Is there a story?"

The sudden utterance made my heart twitch: "You seem to like to spy on other people's thoughts?" My face was expressionless and my tone was cold.

"Heh, you and Yueying are both very unusual girls. One is beautiful and transparent, the other is calm and indifferent. Sometimes I wonder how you two became good friends and have such a deep relationship."

"Why don't you just say that we are close lovers."

He shook his head: "No, it shouldn't be. There is only one of you in love, which cannot form a relationship. You look at her with concern, but no love. And she looks at you, but there is no love. open obsession."

"How much do you know, and how much do you understand, why do you draw such a conclusion?"

"I'm just judging by the smell of a journalist. And I don't think I'm wrong..."

I chuckled: "It's the dog's sense of smell. I really can't figure out who else would do such a thing except you."

"Since it is believed that I did it, why did you follow me?"

I'm at a loss for words.


"It's here." He raised his hand and looked at his watch: "9:10. It's already started."

I followed him into the hall.At first, I thought that such an exhibition in the school would not be attended by many people, but when I went in, I realized that there were so many people.Facing the gate is a huge landscape sketch, very green woods, very enchanting sunshine.A beautiful girl of the Dai nationality walks barefoot on the soft grass, holding a water jar above her head with her hands.The whole work gives people a very peaceful feeling.

"That painting is the work of Li Moran, a talented student from Class 3 of Journalism."

"very beautiful."

He didn't comment: "Let's go over there, and I'll show you a piece of work."

We made our way through the throng to the northeast corner of the hall.There were many girls there, huddled together with red faces, as if they were arguing about something.They pointed at a work on the wall, looking very angry.

I walked over in doubt, looked up and saw the works on the wall, and couldn't take my eyes off for a moment—it was a photo of Moon Shadow.She was wearing a long white gauze dress, her fluffy long hair was gently draped over her shoulders, her eyes were hazy and beautiful, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, her nose was small, and her lips were bright red.With a holy smile on her face, she was sitting generously and elegantly in the middle of the green lawn, reading a book whose name could not be seen.The hem of the white skirt covered a large area of ​​green space, like an angel accidentally fell into the world.The name of the work is impressively: "Falling Angels", the author is Mo Qing from News Class 3.

"Mo Qing?"

"Ah."

"I seem to have heard that name somewhere."

"Do you remember our first meeting?"

"Downstairs with the girls, you can secretly take pictures."

Yuan Xueyi shook her head lightly: "In the small square, there was once a person who stopped you from fighting with another person."

I flipped through the scene that happened in my mind, the white shadow came out from the crowd and grabbed the hand of the boy who fought with me...

"It's you?"

He nodded: "The boy who fought with you is Mo Qing. He is the chairman of the student union of the journalism department. His father is the famous photographer Mo Fei. He has a lot of money. He is also the second handsome guy in the journalism department after me. There are countless fans."

"Then why do you infer that he is the one who took those photos?" I didn't bother to satirize his self-righteousness, and went straight to the crux of the problem.

"You'll know in a while." He smiled confidently.The girls around were already drooling, standing there staring at Yuan Xueyi's face.

I shook my head: women are really easy to deceive animals.

(End of this chapter)