The late-night racing party stared at the silver-gray sports car in amazement: "Playing fast and furious!"

Pei Xuyan smiled lightly and replied: "Not bad, you are not bad either."

"Drink?"

"What wine?"

Everyone drank until midnight and made a friend. Pei Xuyan could chat with anyone. He sat next to him and lit a cigarette without smoking. He quietly watched the cigarette burn out, extinguishing the glitz and feeling like he was drifting away.

outside the crowd.

Later, they all went home, complaining that their family members were too annoyed, and calling the phone. Pei Xuyan saw that there were still two or three hours left in the day, so he found a small Internet cafe near the foot of the mountain to spend the night.

The Internet cafe was quite shabby, cramped and old, with many people playing games all night long, and there were curses and swear words all around.

Pei Xuyan frowned, chose a quiet spot in the back, put the headphones on his ears, and turned on the computer. The fingers on the mouse were turned green and white from the cold.

The profile of his face, in the shadowy darkness, was dejected, yet always out of tune with the surrounding environment.

After the short vacation, Qi'an returned to normal university life. Being an art student is never a shortcut, and every day is endless training.

I never met Pei Xuyan again.

When a person is too superior, everyone will instinctively distinguish him from ordinary people, involuntarily looking up at him, and the distance will be out of reach.

Qi'an would occasionally hear news about Pei Xuyan from some girls, such as playing ball, running at night, training, and playing in billiards halls outside. These news inevitably flowed into her ears in bits and pieces.

It is the admiration of too many people.

The most common thing I hear is people saying: "It's a pity that I have a girlfriend, ugh."

Qi'an remembered that day again, when he said he was single.

Of course, what Qi'an never expected was that she would be so embarrassed and unlucky when she saw Pei Xuyan again.

The autumn temperature in Ningcheng fluctuates up and down. Today is a sunny day. The sky above is as clear as water. Birds fluttered their wings twice and landed on some old elm trees in the school with lush branches. They leisurely thought about their own thoughts.

feather.

When people came, it was frightened and flew away again.

Qi'an was eating in the cafeteria, and there were so many people. Holding the plate, she struggled to squeeze through the crowd towards the exit and throw away the leftovers.

"Fortunately, I came early!" Qi An's eyebrows were soft, and she was thankful while holding the plate carefully, lest the oil on the plate would rub onto other people's clothes, and her heart would be in her throat.

The big screen in the center of the cafeteria was also playing TV dramas. The bright sun outside the window was shining in, and there was a lot of people.

The girl wore a pink bunny hoodie today. She was white and thin, and was squeezed into a sandwich biscuit, submerged in the sea of ​​people.

Just when she was about to squeeze to the exit and breathed a sigh of relief, her cell phone suddenly rang.

She subconsciously rummaged through her cell phone from her pocket, but without paying attention, her foot tripped over someone else's foot, and she stumbled forward unprepared!

There was a sound of "Bang——".

In the chaos, her nose hit a hard male frame. The pain was so painful that tears came to her eyes and her body lost balance. The plate filled with leftover soup she was holding was buckled at the perfect angle and with incomparable precision.

man in white coat.

Everything happened too fast and there was no time to react. If I had to describe it, there are only six points.

The soup mixed with green rapeseed quickly penetrated the fabric and passed through the hem of the white clothes. Then with a clang, the vegetable plate hit his new pair of expensive sneakers.

Someone yelled: "Brother Yan!"

The originally noisy atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly fell silent, and countless pairs of eyes looked in this direction.

Qi'an's ears were buzzing, and the bridge of her nose was in pain. Her hand subconsciously grabbed a supporting point and grabbed the man's strong arm. A clean and pleasant fragrance lingered in her breath, with a bit of refreshing mint, like

The smell of laundry soap.

His vision was trapped in a square inch, facing a white dress with a hard chest.

Maybe now... we can't call it white anymore.

When she heard that voice, she had a bad premonition in her heart. She covered her nose in the permeating low pressure and raised her head tremblingly.

I saw a face so serious that it could kill someone.

At that moment, Qi's heart felt cold.

The pair of peach blossom eyes that used to be frivolous and beautiful, now had no smile at all, and turned into ice, staring at her.

The distance is very close, but there is no atmosphere of ambiguity at all.

The girl's face was pale, and there were physiological tears in the corners of her eyes. She wanted to apologize, but she ended up yelling and subconsciously said: "No, you're welcome..."

The atmosphere was subtly still for a moment, and then the surroundings burst into laughter and discussion, making Qi'an's head feel filled with blood!

Pei Xuyan stood in the center of the crowd, tall and tall, wearing a messy white coat, light gray trousers, and thin ankle bones, but he was not dignified at all, but his low and ruthless body was really scary.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the oily vegetable leaves on his shoes, and then moved his eyes to the girl's flushed face, her temples twitching.

——Teacher Xiaoqi is gentle and virtuous, right? Okay, Pei Yangyu has really good taste.

Pei Xuyan kicked over the dinner plate on his sneakers. It made a crisp sound and rolled several meters away.

The voice made Qi An's body tremble violently, and then she heard him calmly say: "It's okay, it should be."

Others don't know it, but Tang Chenmao knows that sneakers are Pei Xuyan's life, especially the new ones he bought and worn for less than three days. He is happy to give him a gift package for newbies!

Just asking if you are happy.

With a puff, Tang Chenmao covered his stomach, laughed until he couldn't stand up, and patted Pei Xuyan on the shoulder: "Brother Yan, can you be gentle? Do you understand how to cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade? You scared people to tears!"

As the perpetrator, Qi'an was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Her thin face was red and the tip of her nose was red, and she hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

It really looked like she was crying.

The eyes are watery and a bit pitiful.

But Pei Xuyan couldn't feel any sympathy for the beauty. He felt like he smelled like vegetable soup and there were vegetable leaves hanging on his shoes.

There were noisy comments and jeers in his ears. Many people were pointing fingers at Qi An. Those voices fell in his ears in confusion. Pei Xuyan raised his eyelids and sneered: "Have you seen enough?"

The tone is sharp and the aura is compelling.

The voice disappeared in an instant, no one spoke anymore, someone stood up and bullied the weak and feared the strong.

The little girl was still standing there, looking at a loss.

Pei Xuyan made a cold face, picked up the collar at the back of her neck, and lifted her up directly.

Her feet left the ground and she felt weightless. Qi'an was stunned for a moment. She tried to struggle twice, but her feet couldn't reach the ground and she was easily carried out!

This posture was a bit suffocating, and the slender fingers grabbing her collar could not be ignored. When they brushed against the skin of the back of her neck, they felt a slight numbness and trembling.

Qi'an desperately grabbed the collar in front of her to prevent herself from being strangled. She shrank her neck, not even daring to make a sound, and closed her eyes as if she were dead.

The worst case scenario is that he'll be beaten up, and he'll still be a good man twenty years later.
Chapter completed!