When the new transfer student introduced herself, there was a pair of eyes staring at her under the podium until she met that gaze.
An accidental consultation made the gears of fate begin to turn.
"He really looks like me, whether it's habits, hobbies, or how he treats people." Lin Yinran thought silently in her heart.
"Don't inquire about things that have nothing to do with you." Although there was no emotion or anger in Pei Jiming's tone, Pu Mingyu still closed his mouth wisely.
"I hate you the most, as if I'm a fool and don't understand anything, but in fact, I don't necessarily want you, Pei Jiming." Lin Yinran couldn't help but speak, and the long-buried dissatisfaction in his heart poured out.
"Then have you ever thought about me? I hope you can do this, make me feel that I can help you, instead of making me feel that I can't get close to you." Pei Jiming yelled at Lin Yinran for the first time. The veins on his neck bulged, and he felt aggrieved. He even wanted to know where the former Lin Yinran had gone.
"Are you really so rational all the time?" Ruan Lin couldn't help but question, "How do you know I haven't been impulsive for others?"
Concept: Most of the love you have when you are a student does not last long, because you are young and ignorant, and as you grow and mature, your feelings become more fragile.
