"Ke'er, you're fine," the look and tone on his face were very generous, as if he had already forgotten the hurt he felt when he left four years ago.
"It's okay, how about you?" Ke'er smiled slightly. She can always calm down her emotions quickly.
"It's not bad," Xu Yaxuan said softly.
The expressions and tone of the two people were extremely dull, as if they were strangers who had only met each other once.
The students who were watching refused to comply and shouted: "When lovers meet, why should they hug each other? Aren't you too passionate? At that time, everyone in the school was envious to death."
The monitor also made a fuss: "Yes, Ke'er, Xu Yaxuan made such a mysterious appearance just because of you."
"Yes, give me a hug, give me a hug, this is a class reunion, there is nothing to worry about." Everyone became more and more noisy, their chopsticks all hit the porcelain bowl, and gradually they formed a sound.
"Hug one, hug one..."
The smile at the corner of Xu Yaxuan's mouth became even wider, but Ke'er felt a little embarrassed and couldn't hold him anymore. He was already like a passerby.
The squad leader came up behind Xu Yaxuan, pushed him and said, "I'm sorry, girl, you don't take the initiative and you still want to continue your relationship. How can you do it with such grinding?"
"What are you talking about?" Xu Yaxuan murmured
"You're so embarrassed." The monitor's eyes widened, "You can't be so reserved as a fake returnee from overseas."
"Yes, today is the class reunion. You don't have to worry so much." One of the boys hugged a girl next to him and said, "Look, Xiaoyang and I broke up when we graduated. We can't hug each other now."
Xiaoyang smiled and pushed him away, but she didn't look angry at all.
"No more." Ke'er smiled bitterly and stepped back, with a trace of avoidance.
Xu Yaxuan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly opened his arms and hugged her, but he was not prepared at all. According to Xu Yaxuan's past character, he would not be impulsive for these boring instigations.
The once-familiar feeling slowly spread out from her heart, flowing along the blood through her limbs. Ke'er didn't know if this feeling was called warmth or sentiment, but it was true that her heart was beating like a deer.
It's not that she likes a person's throbbing, but that she is flustered. Leng Jianan, that hegemonic man, will definitely not allow a man to hold her in his arms, even in the name of a class reunion.