He saved her, but she was angry.

"How do you know my name?" He turned around in confusion.

"I met once at the birthday party last week. There were only a dozen people attending the birthday party. It seemed not difficult to remember everyone's name." The woman explained indifferently and her gentle eyes swept over Harris, "You are not hurt, are you?"

"No." He replied lukewarmly.

"Then you go, those people just now were not easy to mess with." The woman added.

"What about you?" Harris asked, but he regretted it as soon as he said that he didn't need him to meddle in other people's business, so why are he still joining in the fun?

The woman's beautiful little face turned pale, she looked helpless, and a little twisted, "They are my alumni, and there are some backgrounds in the UK. The man confessed to me, but I refused, so I told the school directly that they were harassing me..."

Harris couldn't help laughing. He thought he was a few little hooligans, but he didn't expect that they were all top students in the music school. It was so declining that the world was so unsuccessful, and he dared to threaten others. He was really successful.

"If someone likes you, it's okay to refuse. Why make things worse? Men care about face the most."

The woman seemed very upset, lowered her head and folded her hands in front of her at a loss. "I have refused many times. He doesn't listen, and I don't want to be disturbed, so I came to the school for a while."

Harris smiled lukewarmly, "Who made you have a peach blossom face?"

He casually put his clothes on his shoulders and turned around and left.

"Stop." The woman was obviously angry and ran up quickly, blocking his way. "The appearance was given by her parents, and I don't have the right to choose. Is it so loved because she is beautiful? You men are so superficial. Also, do I have to accept all those who like me? Feeling is a matter of one person. If you like someone, you want to make her happy, not to bother her. Forget it, you won't understand what you do when you say these things to people like you."

After a series of words, she pulled up his arm, threw a watch in his hand, and said, "There will be no match for each other and run away quickly."

Harris was stiff and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. What do you mean by a person like him? What kind of person is he?

I looked down at the watch and empty wrists in my palm. They probably fell off during the fight. This was the only thing my mother left him, and it was of great value.

This woman is really interesting.

Life is sometimes really strange. It seems that some people are destined to meet. Just when he was almost forgetting Shen Suxin, she appeared in his sight again. She and her aunt were friends for ages, and her aunt praised her. At that time, he knew her name, Shen Suxin, a very beautiful name. It seemed that only such a beautiful name could be worthy of her.

As they went back and forth, they quickly became familiar with each other. She made good tea and could see that she had learned it with great care. The words she often said were "One period, one time, one should cherish the world."

He was an authentic British man and didn't understand what these words meant, let alone how many sad things were hidden in it.

That day he invited Shen Suxin to play the piano together, but there was indescribable sorrow in the sound of her piano.
Chapter completed!