At night, the two people who had fed their stomachs returned to the dormitory.

Yuan Min held his back with an exaggerated look, "Oh, no, I'm too full!"

Mixia smiled and raised her hand to help her, "Then I will help you and go back to bed quickly."

Standing at the door of the dormitory, she took out the key from her pocket, turned the dormitory door, and suddenly something fell out of the coat she was carrying...

Yuan Min reached out to pick it up, and saw a small bottle, "Xia Xia, what is this?"

Misha took it and saw it. Just a glance, she knew what it was, because in her incomplete memory, such things appeared countless times.

Mixia clenched her hands unconsciously and looked at Yuan Min, "Isn't this yours?"

"No, what fell from you just now...it seemed to fall from your coat?" Yuan Min couldn't touch his mind.

Sitting in front of the table, she opened the small zipper with a corner exposed. The bottle probably fell out from here. There was also a card inside without a card bag, with a photo of the ID printed on it, which looked like it was used for some ID.

Mixia looked at the facial features in the photo and looked cold and a little bookish.

She obviously didn't know someone, but for some reason she just felt a strange sense of familiarity, especially when she saw those eyes, her heart thumped.

It seems that she should have known this person.

Who is it?

"Hey? Is it Teacher Bian?" Yuan Min said in surprise.

Such a title sounded in Misha's ears, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"You know?"

"The teacher who replaced Teacher Lin teaches us the programming class, the youngest professor in the school, is both abstinent and... Oh, you were not here at that time." Yuan Min suddenly realized.

"This teacher is so handsome. There are only a few students who choose Lao Lin's class, and at most one-third of the entire classroom can only come. Now every class is so crowded..."

“It’s really super popular.”

When talking about this teacher, Yuan Min's face was full of a silly smile...

"Fuck, your clothes are not from Teacher Bian, right?" Yuan Min's expression could no longer be expressed in shock.

So in fact, Teacher Bian is a low-key rich man?

Misha pursed her lips, "It should be..."

Yuan Min swallowed, "What a guy, the teacher who tied the button to the top and made others feel itchy."

Others tried every means to put on a relationship and add contact information but couldn't help. The first time Misha met, she gave her a coat worth tens of thousands of yuan.

This world is so crazy.

"Yuan Min, that side... what's the name of the teacher?" Mixia gently stroked the ID photo with her fingers, and she felt that a missing piece was being filled up bit by bit.

Yuan Min picked up his phone and prepared to go back to bed to play games, "On the one-two, three, four, five, and repairs will be his class in two days. You can take your clothes over and ask the teacher to know."

"Um."

That night, Mixia had a dream. In the dream, the fireworks were gorgeous. The man with a bookish gesture gently embraced himself in his arms. The picture turned around and the snow was covered with snow. He bent down to put a scarf on himself, with deep eyes and eyes...

"Happy New Year..."

Mixia suddenly woke up. This was the first time she dreamed of this person. There was no such person in her memory, but why, it was just a strong sense of familiarity.

Why...

Her hands were gently placed on her chest, feeling her heartbeat again and again.

Why does the heart hurt?

Have you seen him before?

Wake up and sleepless again.

Bian Yixiu got up and turned on the lamp at the table, took the photo frame next to him. In the photo, the 18-year-old girl smiled sweetly.

He rubbed his fingertips carefully on the photo, murmured, "Zhizhi..."

Why have you never seen me in your dreams...I miss you a little.

"Can you come back and see me?"

The room was dimly lit and silent, no one responded, and everything seemed desolate.

...

During the Wednesday morning class, Mixia and Haramin went to class because they slept late the night before and forgot to set the alarm clock. The two of them hurriedly bought buns and put them in their hands.

You can be late for class and you can't be hungry.

When we arrived at the large classroom, sure enough, there was a figure standing on the stage, writing on the electronic screen with his back facing the crowd.

Yuan Min looked very experienced at first sight. She hugged the breakfast and quietly slipped to the second row and sat down.

Misato was stunned...

Yuan Min waved to her and signaled her to come over quickly.

Mixia swallowed, held the bun bag, and imitated Yuan Min to hold her body, step by step...

"Cough." The man coughed lightly, neither heavy nor lightly, and fell into Misha's ears.

Yuan Min silently lit a candle for Mixia in her heart, and it was easy to go.

Misha turned her head stiffly, "Old..."

When he met the strange and familiar face, the eyes full of love in his dreams were clear at this moment. Suddenly, Mixia's voice was hoarse in her throat.

At this moment, the surrounding scene seemed to have changed...

"Teacher Bian." She opened her lips, and said, "Teacher Bian naturally blurted out as if she had said it countless times."

Bian Yixiu was slightly stunned, and for a moment he was stunned. This call made him uncontrollably remember someone who called him, and he also called him like this.

Yuan Min couldn't bear to look at him. Although this teacher is handsome, he is even older than Lao Lin and doesn't get into it...

Mixia is ready to be trained. After all, she is late for the first class at school...

Bian Yixiu felt weak and said to the girl, "Go and sit down."

The sound gradually overlapped with the sounds I heard when I was in the activity building, and gradually overlapped with the sounds in my dreams...

"What were you stunned just now!" Yuan Min leaned over and asked her in a low voice.

Misha shook her head and put the bag she was carrying, obviously she couldn't eat breakfast anymore.

"I always feel like I know him..." She had a headache.

Yuan Min smiled, "A handsome guy, when I saw the handsome guy, I also felt a sense of knowing him, just like a lover from my previous life hahaha."

Misha: "..."

There was a handsome teacher teaching, and the students in the audience were naturally immersed in their ears.

But throughout the class, Mixia was in a trance and couldn't help but go to the man in the stands. As for what he was saying, he couldn't listen to it.

Such a scene always makes her familiar, as if she was once, and she was listening to him lecture in the audience.

It is so familiar that it makes people feel sad and uncomfortable.

The more Misha thought, the more she felt her head hurt. What important thing she had forgotten and what was it...
Chapter completed!