Professor Xu, He Has Been Planning for a Long Time

On the first day of school, everyone was spreading rumors about Xu Chenzhou, the youngest professor in the Chinese Department - recognized as a flower of the high mountains, not close to women and rejecting all ambiguities. And I lowered my head and sent him a message: "My skirt was left in your room last night." On the podium, his phone vibrated. In full view of everyone, he picked up the phone and his ears suddenly turned red. Later, he cornered me in the research room: "Let's talk about the skirt in private." I said hard: "What did you say? That night was an accident?" He adjusted his glasses and looked at me: "No, say now." "Lin Xi, the door is always open for you." Later, the forum exploded. Because someone photographed—— The iceberg-like Professor Xu held a girl's hand and walked under the ginkgo tree, fingers clasped tightly. And that girl is me. Everyone thought I was the one who was moved first. Only I know that long before I broke into his life, he had already written a "noteworthy" comment for me at the essay judging panel. The flowers of the high mountain will blush, and the iceberg will melt for one person. This is a two-way journey that begins with an accident and ends with a heartbeat.