The first semester of high school is about to start. There is a well-known school boy Xu Yixuan in Nanfeng No. 8 Middle School. He has good looks, high IQ, and a good family background. He is the dream of millions of girls. Everyone is eager to have a vigorous love with him. But due to family reasons, I changed schools. When I arrived at Nanfeng Experimental No. 1 Middle School, I became roommates with the petite Mu Ziqi from Class 9, Grade 1, and became the hottest focus of the whole school.
The big bad wolf with high emotional intelligence and the smart little white rabbit
Meet in the library
Mu Ziqi looked at the bookshelf and sighed in her heart that she finally found it. But the book owner placed the book so high. The shelf was more than two meters tall and only seven or eight rows high. Unfortunately, Mu Ziqi's height was not even five rows high. Because Mu Ziqi is a petite and very cute girl, but she is only over 1.4 Meters tall.
The boy looked over and walked over helplessly. He walked past lightly, got close to Mu Ziqi's petite back, reached up and touched the book Mu Ziqi wanted, and asked, "Do you want this one?"
The boy's voice is very nice, like a bird singing there.
Mu Ziqi politely replied: "Yes, please give it to me, thank you."
Xu Yixuan reached out and put the book in front of Mu Ziqi. Mu Ziqi also stretched out his hand. Xu Yixuan placed the book on the palm of Mu Ziqi's little hand, and Mu Ziqi said "Thank you." Just as he was about to leave, Xu Yixuan said: "Child, don't read these books, you can't understand them."
Unconsciously jealous
Yang Jinwen smiled and thought: "It seems that you can't recognize me anymore, which means that I have succeeded in all my hard work."
Yang Jinwen affirmed: "Yes, so how do you want to repay me?"
Mu Ziqi said firmly: "Go to the convenience store over there. I'll treat you to whatever you want."
The corners of Yang Jinwen's mouth raised slightly and he agreed.
At this time, Xu Jiaxin shouted with his loudest voice: "Sister Ziqi, what happened behind you?"
Mu Ziqi shouted loudly: "We are fine, you can leave first."
Xu Jiaxin saw a boy standing in front of Mu Ziqi, looked at Xu Yixuan and asked, "Who is that man? Why does it feel like they are talking and laughing there."
Xu Yixuan also looked in that direction, and the happy expression on his face turned dark instantly. Xu Jiaxin noticed Xu Yixuan's expression and was startled: "Brother, are you jealous?"
Xu Yixuan immediately said: "I don't have one."
Xu Jiaxin smiled, aware of Xu Yixuan's harsh words, and said, "Yeah, you didn't."
Misunderstanding occurred
in my senior year of high school
Xu Yixuan had a lively conversation with Liang Xiaozheng, who was about to study abroad. Their laughter echoed in the air of the campus, as if the world was brightened by their happiness.
However, Mu Ziqi in the distance could not suppress the unhappiness in her heart and pretended to be indifferent, but there was an undercurrent surging in her heart.
At that moment, she felt like she was wandering outside a sea of joy, and bitter emotions surged into her heart like a tide.
Familiar yet unfamiliar faces met again, Xu Yixuan finally mustered up the courage, and this time it was Xu Yixuan who walked towards Mu Ziqi.
Xu Yixuan's eyes showed a trace of nervousness and expectation, and he said apologetically: "Mu Ziqi, I know that you were wronged by the misunderstanding back then. I always wanted to tell you that I didn't know that you would feel sad because of it. I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me. I don't want to lose you and the opportunity to pursue your dreams."
Xu Yixuan's voice was trembling, and there was a sincere light in his eyes: "I have been thinking that if I had been more proactive, maybe we would not have so many misunderstandings and regrets. My feelings for you have never changed. I have liked you silently since I was a freshman in high school. I hope you can give me a chance. I want to pursue you and make up for the regrets of the past."
"Youth never ends, we are the protagonists in the story"
Concept: Youth is not over, we are the protagonists in the story