The scene in front of him was so unexpected that Mo Kai felt like he was in another world. He was stunned for a while before lowering his eyes and writing, and the powerful fonts were written on the note paper.

A man who was extremely calm even when giving lectures in an auditorium with thousands of people, his fingertips seemed to be trembling slightly at this moment.

In a moment, he handed her the note.

He handed it to the nineteen-year-old Qiao An in front of him that he had missed.

Qiao An took it, her long curly eyelashes fluttering, and when she saw the contents of the note clearly, the corners of her mouth and the ends of her eyes even curled up in an instant.

Her every frown and smile at this moment revealed four words: contentment.

"Thank you, Senior Mo." The delicate voice fell on Mo Kai's heart, soft and soft.

At this moment, Mo Kaiyin's dignity and self-control engraved in his bones seemed to be forgotten. He just wanted to hold the woman in front of him into his arms.

The chair made a harsh scraping sound, and the students surrounding the podium looked at Mo Kai standing upright, and they were all a little confused.

"An'an, you..."

He just called her name, and stopped before he finished speaking.

Qiao An actually... turned around and walked away.

The hands that reached out to embrace her didn't touch her at all, they just grasped a ball of air.

She came unexpectedly and left suddenly.

Mo Kai's eyes flickered behind his lenses, and he didn't care about his surroundings. He said sorry and wanted to chase after him.

But he ignored his popularity. At this moment, there were many students surrounding the desk, and his movements were somewhat restricted.

At this time, Mo Kai's obviously abnormal behavior made people around him unable to stop whispering.

No matter which country you are in, there are always people who eat melon.

The students around him naturally realized that the beautiful Asian girl just now seemed different to Mo Kai.

Some of them were already whispering about the girl's identity and origin, and even an enthusiastic blonde girl asked Mo Kai directly who she was.

Mo Kai looked far away, full of tenderness: "sheismybeloved. (She is my true love.)"

This sentence is a late confession to Qiao An, and it is also the most tactful way to persuade the opposite sex who has a good impression of him to quit.

It took him five minutes to successfully get out of the crowd, but the love he was thinking about had long since disappeared.

Mo Kai thought about it for a moment, and then took steps to go somewhere. His marching steps were sonorous and orderly, without any panic, as if he had already firmly believed in her position.

In front of the Distinguished Alumni Wall.

Mo Kai stopped. All the noise and people coming and going around him seemed to have been wiped away by an eraser. All he could think about was Pingting's figure who was staring at the wall intently.

Wherever I look, I see a youthful and pure face, and the eyes looking at the photo wall are so serious, focused, and sincere.

She looked at him in the photo.

Mo Kai's eyes were red and hot. He couldn't explain his mood at this moment. He only knew that the softest part of his heart seemed to be covered with thousands of fine silks, entangled again and again, making it airtight.

He walked toward her step by step, stood beside her, and looked at himself in the photo with her.

The world seemed to have stopped, and the two people, who were of different heights, stood quietly, and everyone who passed by looked back.

Beautiful like an immortal painting.

No one knows how much time passed, but the two people who had been standing facing the photo wall finally turned sideways and faced each other.

The two people's eyes intertwined silently, and there was only each other in their pupils, and the emotions that were so thick that they couldn't be dissolved.
Chapter completed!