Qiao An's breath froze, and she suddenly remembered that He Sitang once told her that he and Mo Kai were alumni and both graduated from MIT.

There was a sudden surge of air in his throat, and Qiao An spoke with a tight voice and a trembling voice, "Classmate Xia, the person you said you had a crush on before appeared...is this here?"

Xia Yang posted it and looked at the enlarged photo carefully, "Big dome, road signs, benches..."

After some comparison, Xia Yang nodded, "This is it. That person...is him? Do you remember?!"

Qiao An's heart beat like a drum beating to the sky, "Where is the place you just mentioned?"

Xia Yang didn't react, "What?"

"You just mentioned that there is a place where he must be, and you asked me if I wanted to go see that place!"

Xia Yang suddenly realized, "I'll take you there right now!"

In front of the Distinguished Alumni Display Wall.

"It's right here. Every time you pass by, you will stop for a long time and stare at this wall without blinking! Sometimes you will even run over here just to look at this wall!"

Qiao An's pupils were dilated and her mouth was slightly open.

Xia Yang put his hands on his waist, with a proud look on his face, "I'll count on my fingers, one of them must be your crush!"

Qiao An looked at the alumni wall full of photos and wondered whether he was praising this girl for being smart or cute.

However, she didn't think there was anything wrong with Xia Yang's idea.

You shouldn't waste your time on meaningless things. If you come here again and again, it means there must be someone here who is particularly important to you.

There is a whole wall of outstanding alumni, from different countries and colors. Looking for someone is not difficult at all, but it is also easy at times.

Qiao An opportunistically looked at every Asian face.

She could feel that her heart was filled with some kind of expectation, and she was murmuring the name that made her heart beat in her heart, as if begging God for mercy to let him appear.

"Does anyone look familiar?" Xia Yang asked tentatively from the side.

Qiao An held his breath and stared, his eyes swept over...

"哐——"

Qiao An felt the sound of her heart falling to pieces.

There are familiar faces, but he is Mo Xun.

No matter how high your expectations are, it will be painful when you fail.

Qiao An's hands were clenched unconsciously, and she felt her eyes were dizzy from the impact.

Then she burst out laughing. Even now, she still didn't give up. In order to rationalize her love for Mo Kai, she desperately grabbed every possibility.

At this moment, Qiao An felt pathetic and... hateful.

I hate that I can't hold on to my feelings for Mo Kai and can't let go, and I hate that I have brought disaster to the innocent Mo Xun.

At the moment when she was searching for someone, Qiao An had to admit that what every cell in her body wanted to see was Mo Kai, not Mo Xun.

When Mo Xun came into view, her whole body felt cold.

But Mo Xun was the one she proposed to marry.

What are you doing?

Qiao An had never felt at this moment... selfish and terrible.

Seeing the sudden change in Qiao An's face, Xia Yang bit his lips and said nothing, wondering, "Found it?"

Qiao An smiled sadly, then snorted lightly.

"Then can you tell me who this person is now? It's been five years and he's still so stingy and hiding it?"

Qiao An was unable to open her mouth, "He...you just met him."

Xia Yang thought seriously for a moment and asked in disbelief, "You said...Teacher Mo?"

Qiao An nodded.

Xia Yang suddenly pulled his face and said, "Qiao An, I will be sad if you do this."

Qiao An was puzzled.

Xia Yang curled his lips, "Even if you deal with me, you should find someone else. No one can be Teacher Mo!"

Qiao An raised her eyes suddenly, "What do you mean?"


Chapter completed!