This was the first time that Bo Yan encountered such a straightforward and refreshing confession.
He has a relatively steady personality and is not used to such a straightforward approach. Although Xia Siyu's appearance amazed him and her personality impressed him, everything developed too fast. They had just met and just learned the name, so he was a little caught off guard.
If Bo Yan refused on the spot, that would be another story. Although Xia Siyu has a direct personality, she is also very proud. If Bo Yan refuses at the first meeting, she will never continue.
But just at this moment, Bo Yan's mentor called him: "Bo Yan, what are you doing? Come here quickly."
Boyan nodded immediately: "I understand, teacher."
After such an interruption, he also calmed down from his initial surprise. He looked at Xia Siyu again and said, "Sorry, the teacher has something urgent to do with me."
When he was about to leave, Xia Siyu called him: "Bo Yan, what's your mobile phone number?"
Maybe it was because her voice when she called his name was so nice, or maybe it was because of that face of hers that Bo Yan had never paid much attention to in the past, but at this moment he said something out of nowhere: "It is listed in the course selection system, and I am a teaching assistant."
After saying this, he left in a hurry.
…
It's the end of term. For freshmen like Xia Siyu and others, college life has just begun.
But for senior students like Bo Yan, the sunset of college life has turned red.
There are five buddies in their dormitory at N University, two are going abroad, two are pursuing postgraduate studies, and the remaining one has also found a job, and the countdown has really begun.
What can graduates do? Eat, drink, and go on graduation trips. Boys sing love songs to girls downstairs. They continue and continue and separate.
Boyan is very busy. It usually takes three years for a master's degree and four years for a doctorate, but he has to complete a seven-year course in four years and has to help his tutor with some chores.
There was no trace of nostalgia, but he still had some expectations.
For example, that day he told the girl his contact information.
Before Bo Yan met Xia Siyu, he never thought that he was a pretty person. Because his parents died young, he was dependent on others since he was a child and did not receive much warmth in his family. As for the girls surrounding him, he didn't really like them either because of his face or because of his family background.
But later he realized that it was just the faces of those girls that were not enough to make him fall in love at first sight.
But after telling Xia Siyu his contact information, the girl never contacted him again.
Maybe she forgot, maybe she didn't hear what he said clearly. In short, after that class, everything fell into place.
…
It’s next week again, college aesthetic education course. When Bo Yan came over this time, he found that there were surprisingly many people.
Maybe those who didn't come to the last roll call were afraid of being called again, so they rushed over to ask for help. Maybe it was because I discovered that this assistant teacher was very handsome. Anyway, there were more people sitting near him, and most of them were girls.
Boyan glanced back and saw that Xia Siyu was not in the last row. What's going on? Is this guy skipping class too? Could it be that they changed seats
He also walked around under the pretense of being active, but really found no sign of her. Bo Yan was indeed a little disappointed, but he didn't think much about it until the end of class.
The bell just rang and he packed up his things and was about to leave. As soon as he opened the door, Xia Siyu stood outside with bright eyes.
(End of chapter)