Han Yixing came out of the corridor on the third floor. The two men were no longer on the second floor. She glanced at the study subconsciously. He asked them to protect her, wasn't he ignoring her? Why did he still protect her?
Many times, when she wanted to think about someone with her heart, she discovered that she really didn't understand him, and that person, most of the time, was Meng Beichen.
Han Yixing found a corner in the library and sat directly on the cold floor to read. Sometimes hiding herself seemed to make her truly quiet, because she could avoid the eyes that were always following her.
Although they don't care, no one wants to be stared at when they want to be alone.
Feeling a shadow above her head, she looked up and was surprised to see a boy wearing glasses looking at her with a smile. She suddenly felt a chill down her spine.[
How could anyone find her after she was looking for such a place?
"Classmate, you are the legend of St. Anya Conservatory of Music. Even though you are married to the CEO, and even though you have a school sweetheart boyfriend, I still want to say that I like you."
The bespectacled classmate knelt down in front of her and took out a flower from his shirt pocket. It looked like he had picked it casually in school and it was already a little wrinkled.
But the key is not these, but his words and his actions.
Han Yixing was dumbfounded and had an urge to run away. Was this confession meant to be teasing? She felt a little aversion to the cold.
"Classmate, are you kidding me?" His mouth twitched and he replied with a half-hearted smile.
The man with glasses still smiled and his expression never changed, "Classmate Han Yixing, I am very serious, you are my idol."
Han Yixing narrowed his eyes slightly. According to what he said, he regarded her as his idol because of the rumors and scandals on campus? "Classmate, I hope you disappear immediately."
Her voice was a little cold. She could ignore what those people said behind her back, but in front of her, she would definitely have an attack.
If she guessed correctly, someone's classmates should also be in the library, and they have been following her. Doesn't this man with glasses not want his life?
"Classmate Yixing, don't get me wrong, you are really cute, I am real."