Luo Chenran's eyes are gentle, but they contain the most malicious madness. They are so gloomy that they cannot escape the color, making people feel panicked just looking at them.
As he walked, a ghostly chuckle came from his throat, very low, very low... so low that it was scary.
Qin Xiwei looked at Luo Chenran's retreating back, biting her lower lip with her teeth, and a trace of blood oozed out. The smell of blood filled her mouth along her teeth. She took a deep breath, but she still couldn't hold back her emotions, grinding her teeth.
The sound made my heart feel as bitter and resentful as a bitter gourd.
[Ding—the time-traveling woman’s face slap value is 15% (the total face slap value is 75%)]
Jiang Tingting (thinking for a moment) (spreading hands and shrugging): Is this okay? My mother tongue is speechless!
Xu Wu watched Jiang Tingting's expression change and squeezed her hand.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Tingting looked sideways, bent his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled. The smile in his eyes was smart and charming, really like a little fox.
"Nothing."
Xu Wu’s Adam’s apple moved slightly.
"Does this little fox have any special significance?"
The young man raised his other hand, and in his palm lay a small silver fox.
Jiang Tingting's peach petals blinked slightly, her curled eyelashes trembled, and she raised her eyes to meet Xu Wu's eyes. Their eyes met and entangled...
"Do you like foxes?"
The pair of peach petals fell in her heart, and Xu Wu's heart palpitated.
On an early winter night, under the warm yellow street lights, people's vision is blurred, the senses are amplified and confused, and unknown emotions are clamoring, as if something wants to break through.
Xu Wu stretched out his hand and gently pinched the girl's chin, lowered his head, and breathed heavily, carefully restraining the urge to kiss her lips, but blatantly kissed the tip of her nose, like a dragonfly on water
"Like."
The young man's voice is hoarse and cold.
Jiang Tingting laughed, held Xu Wu's face with both hands, raised her head slightly and pressed her lips against his.
Their lips touched each other, and Xu Wu's heart beat wildly. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the person in front of him, put his arms around her waist, and kissed back...
The winter evening wind in Sichuan City brought the first snow of the year.
The snow is hazy and silent.
Xu Wu tightened the slightly loose red scarf around Jiang Tingting's neck.
The breaths exhaled by the two people turned into white mist.
"Go home."
Xu Wu took Jiang Tingting's hand and walked forward with their fingers intertwined.
……
Time flies so fast, and the graduation season is here in a blink of an eye.
In June, the college entrance examination ended.
The results came out in July, and Xu Wu scored 725, making him the top pick in Sichuan City.
In September, he and Jiang Tingting got on the train to report at University A.
And Luo Chenran basically reached A major by relying on his scores.
After all, he is the child of destiny, and he always has some surprising luck...
As for the time-traveling girl, she is a bit lame. Her grades have declined very quickly since she transferred to Xuyang High School, because most of her heart is placed on Luo Chenran.
I almost scored over 400 points in the exam, but only enough for three books.
……
At the beginning of my freshman year, there is nearly a month of military training.
Boys and girls are still required to undergo separate military training. When Jiang Tingting heard that he wanted to do military training and bask in the sun, his face immediately collapsed.
Don't do this to a salty fox.
Jiang Tingting just skipped training...deducted credits? Whatever, she wouldn't live to graduate anyway.
After the military training, Xu Wu had tanned a lot, and Jiang Tingting rubbed his face and smiled.
"What's going on? Why did my pretty face turn into a black face!"
Xu Wu pulled Jiang Tingting's hand and held it in his palm, his expression a little helpless and doting.
"Let's go, the little black face will buy you chicken legs."
Jiang Tingting hugged Xu Wu's arm playfully, and the two walked under the sycamore tree in the school. Their figures gradually disappeared, but they didn't know that there was a gaze following them...