"Gu Yebai, do you really belong to me?" The softest place in Huaian's heart suddenly collapsed, and his eyes blurred into the colorful scene of fallen flowers in front of the library that autumn.
She is smart and has clear goals. Thinking of the girls in the dormitory, she smiled. I am not talented enough to pursue stability. After graduation, I hope to be an office white-collar worker, or a small employee in an agency, and then I will be satisfied with finding a slightly better man.
That's true. How many people in this world are truly amazingly talented? A talented woman from the Department of Foreign Languages, not half of the glory on her head was built up through hard work.
But she is not a nerd, at least she never goes to the library to do hard work during her breaks. However, for a full week now, she still couldn't help but go there every lunch break. Just because one day I accidentally spotted that slender and tall figure in the study room of the library - Gu Yebai.
God knows how much she wants to have further contact with him.
She looked down upon the boyfriends of the girls in the dormitory, but she never expected that she would be thinking so hard about a boy now. Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, and it will hurt lovesickness. It turns out to be like this.
Today, she had to enter his world no matter what, and she bit her lip hard.
After wandering for a long time, when he almost entered the library, he suddenly discovered that there was an extra person beside Gu Yebai? !
She recognized that person, Gu Yebai's girlfriend, Lu Youyan, who was from the same school as her, an extremely ordinary girl, why did he fall in love with her
She hates it.
The two people stood one behind the other. Gu Yebai pursed his lips and stared at Lu Youyan with burning eyes, but Lu Youyan had his back to him, feeling cold and decisive. The autumn sunshine seemed to be completely cut off from the transparent glass window, and his brows turned pale.
Youyan's slender back was trembling slightly, but he did not turn around after all.
Huai'an's eyes caught her coldly.
His laughter came to my ears, low and helpless: "Lu Youyan, I thought I could miss you, but it turns out that I overestimated myself and underestimated you."
After a long while, his lips moved slightly and said, "Can I hug you?"
She still lowered her head and didn't move.
"One moment, just one moment will be enough." His eyes were still clear and calm, but his voice was filled with a hint of despair. The hand hanging on the edge of the snow-white shirt was pressed tightly on the table, letting his finger bones turn white.
Such a proud person. Without hesitation, all his intelligence and arrogance fell apart bit by bit in front of that woman.
This man, from the corner of his eyes to the tip of his eyebrows, could not be more elegant. In four years, the years have polished him to be more handsome and restrained.
However, now, not only Huai'an but also Youyan could see the indifference in his eyes. Love to the extreme is hate. Now, even the hatred is no longer there, that means his heart is dead.