A year later, Ouyang Yiman stood outside the airport in California, with her eyes closed. The light wind blew through her hair, and it seemed that there was the breath of Mu Nian City between her nose.
In order to be able to study in the same university with him, only she knew how she spent every day during the three hundred and sixty-five days he left.
She slept three hours a day, studied and practiced hard, made countless trips to each teacher's office, and made countless phone calls. She survived those days.
Now, I am standing here.
Dai Yuxiao originally wanted to tell Mu Niancheng the news, saying that it was the first time for a girl to go to a strange place and she needed someone to take care of her before she could rest assured. But she politely refused.
Since Mu Niancheng left, he called her home once a week, using a public phone to report that he was safe. Therefore, if they wanted to contact him, it was simply impossible. So, she refused,
I don’t want Dai Yuxiao to worry about this matter.
Moreover, she wanted to give Mu Niancheng a surprise.
Her brain was a little dizzy due to jet lag. She shook her head, and her long silky hair slid through graceful arcs with her movements.
Walking into the sunshine, she waved a TXT car to stop in front of her, got on it, and headed straight to Silicon Valley.
Stanford Graduate School of Business.
Twenty-one-year-old Mu Niancheng suddenly felt an inexplicable fever in his ears.
In the quiet environment of the library, everyone was carefully flipping through the materials. He randomly pulled out a book from the bookshelf next to him, took it to the reading hall, saw a row of empty seats and sat down.
"Hello." A girl who had been staring at him since he entered the door sat down next to him.
Mu Niancheng didn't even raise his head, and stared at the book in front of him. There was information about the economic system that he was looking for. He flipped to the place he was looking for and said coldly, "If you are here to ask questions, there are professionals in front of you."
Teacher, if you are here to strike up a conversation, you are not qualified."
After saying that, he leaned back and read the words above carefully.
He is a genius in computer technology, but now he wants to study economic management, so he must understand every aspect of knowledge that he does not understand. Only in this way can he become a strong man.
"I'm not here to ask questions or strike up a conversation, I'm here to make love."
The girl leaned forward hotly, lying on the table in front of him, staring at him with a pair of clear eyes. This man had attracted her attention since she entered this school.
Through various inquiries and observations, she knew that he would go to the library once a day.
Because the library of Stanford Business School contains the world's top business books. This is a natural treasure. Any man who wants to become the world's top businessman will hang out here.
Today she struck up a conversation with him for the first time. His indifference had already been expected by her.
"Okay, I'll get out of the way, and you continue begging to the tables and chairs." Mu Niancheng hummed these words mockingly, stood up and walked out.
"Hey, wait a minute. You're gone, who should I look for?" The girl followed.
Mu Niancheng stood still. He did not look back. His tall body stood in the spacious and quiet reading hall, motionless. His upright posture was as proud as a noble nanmu tree. A powerful aura radiated around him with him as the center of the circle.
The girl hesitated for a moment and walked over slowly.
"Who you are looking for has nothing to do with me. Don't appear in front of me again."
When she approached, he said these words coldly and walked out.
The girl stared at his back blankly. The courage she had accumulated for months suddenly collapsed at this moment. She did not have the courage to continue to catch up, because deep down, she was scared and even more frustrated.
"Lu Xinlan, I told you a long time ago, don't have any hopes for him. He has been in school for more than a year, and many girls have jumped off the building crazy because of him. But he is so calm and calm, nothing happened. Alas.
"Whoever falls in love with such an iceberg man is at odds with himself."
A girl emerged from the darkness, stood on tiptoes and looked at her back in the distance, then put her arm around Lu Xinlan's shoulders and tried to persuade her.
Tears were about to well up in Lu Xinlan's eyes, but she was forcefully forced back. She had never suffered such cold treatment since she was born, and she had never actively pursued a boy. For the first time, she was so ruthlessly wiped out.
, only she herself knows the grievance in her heart.
Mu Niancheng walked out of the library door and prepared to go back to his apartment.
A message came from the tablet in my pocket.
Black: Magic City, Liu Yun is already waiting at the agreed place. When will you arrive?
Liuyun: Magic City, if you dare to be late, then I will chase your favorite girlfriend.
Mu Niancheng curled her lips, Liuyun, after so many years, you still can't change your bad habits. Women are always your only topic.
Rubik's Cube: Black Cube, I'll go right away. Liuyun, just wait. When you are old and exhausted, I will give you the woman you like. But then, don't tell me, you can only
Have a look.
Liuyun: Demon City, stop talking nonsense and come over here quickly so that I don’t have to be too ostentatious here alone.
Rubik's Cube: Coming soon.
Turning off the message, he walked towards the blue Bentley at the campus gate.
Blue, a calm color, is the only color he likes.
Since he left home, in order to completely avoid Ouyang Yiman's entanglement, he abandoned his mobile phone, which is indispensable for modern people, and only used his tablet computer to communicate online with people he knew.
Therefore, over the past year, he felt very peaceful, although at first at night, he felt a little unaccustomed to it, and even felt lonely with nothing around him, which made him feel as if there was something empty in his heart.
Gradually, he got used to being alone.
But, I don't know why. Sometimes when standing on the beach, he would often think of the figure running on the road, and her peaceful sleeping face when she was sleeping soundly.
Why did he think of that little witch again? His right hand hit the steering wheel heavily. He didn't allow anyone to occupy that position in his heart, the softest position.
The blue car drove out of the gate and turned to the left, heading towards the one-way street.
On the right side, a TXT stopped. Ouyang Yiman got out of the car. He looked up at the big characters on the school gate and announced loudly: "Brother Chengcheng, I'm here. Are you waiting for me?"
Several men and women who looked like students walked past her and smiled at her.
Mu Niancheng drove along the tree-shaded avenue, with mottled light and shadow constantly flashing through the shadows of the trees on both sides, falling on the glass in front of him, and the calmness on his face increased even more.
a month ago.
Black suddenly told him that Liuyun was in the United States, why didn't they meet each other? Because from one city to another, they were the only two who were closest.
Although he just sent a smile at the time, it didn't matter when he thought about it later. Anyway, the four of them were already close friends. And Liuyun only had the ability to make a comeback in medical skills. Others, there wasn't much of a threat, it wasn't like
Black and the poisonous hand are doing the same thing that they have walked on the edge of a knife.
Later, I was chatting with Liu Yun, and he also wanted to meet. So Liu Yun, who was familiar with the place, decided on the meeting place.
On the beach, in a loft bar.
Because it was daytime, there were very few people.
When he walked in, he discovered that it was a bar owned by Chinese people.
Piano music was flowing quietly throughout the bar, and it turned out to be his favorite "Castle in the Sky". He felt happy. When he walked in, he saw a man sitting at table No. 9 in front of him.
"Liu Yun." He breathed out the name in a low voice. The man turned his face, saw him, was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"Qu Liufeng? Is that you?" Mu Niancheng asked with half doubt and half certainty, with a strange look on his face. This Liuyun turned out to be Qu Liufeng?
Qu Liufeng, whom he had always looked down upon.
"Why isn't it me?" Qu Liufeng looked at him with a smile, with a hint of provocation in his eyes, "Mo Cheng, actually I should have guessed you, but I didn't think about you. Come on, do it."
He raised his hand and gestured to the high stool next to him. He turned around and asked the bartender to bring him two glasses of wine.
Mu Niancheng walked over and sat down, "Liuyun, I don't drink."
After finishing speaking, he said to the bartender, "Have a cup of Mol coffee."
"Coffee? Magic City, are you kidding me? You don't drink alcohol and drink coffee?" Qu Liufeng turned to look at him in surprise, as if he was looking at an alien.
"What? No?"
Mu Niancheng turned his head slightly and glanced at him, as if he was making a big deal out of the world by asking him such a question.
"No, no, I don't think it's impossible, I just...just...forget it, please let me calm down, I haven't recovered from the shock of seeing you yet."
Qu Liufeng hurriedly waved his hands, lowered his head to think, laughed silently, then raised his head to look at Mu Niancheng, lowered his head and smiled again.
Mu Niancheng's face gradually darkened.
The bartender brought the brewed coffee to him. He looked down and saw the scene in front of him of the little witch taking a deep breath when facing such coffee.
On their way home from school, there was an instant coffee shop. Every time they walked to the door of that shop, she would not leave, asking him to buy her a cup of coffee, and then take a deep breath while holding the coffee.
Take a breath, and then drink it slowly, as if you are very happy.
He doesn't like coffee.
Later, when he was buying coffee, she also asked for a cup, saying it was for him to drink, and forced him to drink it.
Now, he actually likes the taste of coffee without sugar, and tastes something from the light bitterness.
"Mo Cheng, no, Mu Nian Cheng, no, why do I feel it's awkward to call you by your name? I'll call you Nian Cheng." Qu Liufeng calmed down and said tangledly.
"Well, I still call you Liuyun, because Liuyun is nobler than Qu Liufeng." Mu Niancheng picked up the coffee, took a small sip, wiped the corners of his lips symbolically, and said with a twisted face.
"Noble? How could Qu Liufeng not be noble? You... well, you can do whatever you want." Qu Liufeng picked up the wine glass and said gloomily, ready to drink to his heart's content.
"Wait a minute." Mu Niancheng raised his hand and held his hand, "Stop drinking, let's have a game?"
He glanced sideways at Qu Liufeng, with provocation in his dark eyes.
"A game? A game?" Qu Liufeng was a little puzzled. He had stopped playing such games for a year because he thought it was a bit childish. But he didn't expect that Mu Niancheng still liked such low-level games.
A sense of superiority rose.
"Actual combat."
Mu Niancheng let go of him and glanced out through the glass. His blue sports car was waiting quietly outside, as if it was ready to go.
"Actual combat, Black Road Gorge?"
Qu Liufeng's eyes became more interested. It was a famously dangerous place, with a cliff on one side and the sea on the other. Such a dangerous place was the favorite of racing drivers, especially men with superb racing skills. It was a place where they could show off their men.
Charming place.
He had been there once or twice, but because there was no comparable opponent, he stopped going.
I didn't expect that Mu Niancheng would also go there.
"Of course." Mu Niancheng's lips curled up with a hint of pride.
"Okay, let's have a showdown today. I hope there won't be another draw." Qu Liufeng stood up and turned around to drive his car excitedly.
"Liu Yun." As soon as he reached the back door, Mu Niancheng stopped him. He turned around and looked at the deserted man in confusion.
"Is this yours?" Mu Niancheng glanced around and asked firmly. His deep eyes narrowed slightly. Although he was asking, he seemed to already know the answer.
"Yes, it seems that we are really brothers." Qu Liufeng put his hands together in an intimate gesture, then turned and left.
Mu Niancheng walked out, and only Liuyun had a tacit understanding with him.