Ye Jian did not notice Xia Jinyuan at the first time. As soon as she calmed down, she got off the stage and continued to be stared at by the students all the way. In addition, she was walking behind Xu Wen, afraid that Xu Wen, who was walking with a pipa in front, would mostly remain on Xu Wen, and she did not pay attention to the surroundings.

There was no strange and bright gaze in the students' eyes. Although they were military academy students, they were also young people in their twenties. They were restrained in their actions, but there were more or less ripples in their hearts. The boy Mu Ai saw an excellent and beautiful girl and it was normal for him to think so little.

Facing these sights, Ye Jian, as a girl, was also a little embarrassed.

The lights of the venue were dim, and only the floor lamps on both sides of the steps were dim, which could only light up a little. Ye Jian and Xu Wen walked through two large areas and finally walked to the area where their class was. Xu Wen's seat was close and sat back first, while her seat was a few rows behind her, and she continued walking.

The students in the class were a little more courageous. When they saw her coming, they would secretly shout "Ye Jian" and when Ye Jian looked over, they gave him a thumbs up, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was a little wide.

When he walked to his class, Ye Jian herself relaxed. Some students said hello to her, but she nodded without a trace. After walking in the four rows, her steps suddenly paused. She was originally looking down at her walking slightly, and she suddenly looked up and looked forward.

An extremely hot gaze fell on her, so familiar that a name almost rushed out of her throat and turned into a substantial sound.

It was so familiar that even though it was dark all around, the sight passed through the darkness and searched for the source of the scorching gaze.

When I looked up, a light appeared in my dark eyes, like a ray of fire lit up in the dead and dark world, igniting all hope.

She stood there without taking a step for a long time.

Seeing this, the student next to her thought she had something to do, so he couldn't help but whisper: "Ye Jian? What's wrong?"

Fortunately, the venue was dark and there was no way Ye Jian was in disguise. The student's low reminder woke Ye Jian up and said quickly: "It's nothing, I forgot where I sit."

"Are you still excited? We are still excited. In the back row, next to Song Zhiqiu's seat."

Ye Jian didn't know his position, but just wanted to find an excuse to hide his disobedience. He thanked the classmate softly, and then walked backwards.

The students performing on the stage had a few wonderful backflips. As the applause sounded, Ye Jian saw the man sitting behind him, waving to him and signaling her to come quickly.

At this moment, Ye Jian's face had a real smile. A truly relaxed smile. The lines on his face suddenly became particularly soft, and his smile was like a summer flower blooming, bright and beautiful.

She saw him, saw the lover she was thinking about day and night, and saw her lover sitting on the seat of the original teacher. Even though his face was shrouded in the darkness, his gaze was so hot and soft. Even if he didn't see his lover's face clearly, she knew it was him when he sat there.

"Summer Team..."

The huge surprise eventually turned into a gentle murmur, and all the longing and hesitation were also in this gentle murmur, very light, so light that the classmates who were right beside her didn't hear it.
Chapter completed!