[Reunion after a broken mirror/Redemption of two academic masters/A soft spot/A match made in heaven]
[The indifferent academic master with a happy and harmonious family × the sober academic master who is broken and embarrassed]
"Iceberg" VS Gentleness
In his sophomore year of high school, Yu Qingyao transferred to Shenxia No. 4 Middle School.
She is cold on the outside but hot on the inside, good at learning and gentle.
She fell in love with him by chance, but he was a free-flying bird and should not be trapped in his own cage.
But because of one incident, the two were separated for seven years.
I thought we would never see each other again in this life, but I never thought that the first meeting after seven years would be in a bar.
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He lazily raised his eyelids and lowered his eyes to look at her, without consciously raising the corners of his mouth:
"Yu Qingyao, you dare to come to the bar, what else can't you do, huh?"
He had a nasal drawl behind him, which was very attractive.
"I like you."
Yu Qingyao didn't hesitate at all, with firm eyes.
Han Yunyang laughed softly to himself. He put his hand on his forehead, not knowing whether he was laughing at her or himself.
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, don't you have anything to say?"
He stretched out his hands, supported the sofa, and leaned towards her.
"No, I'm leaving first."
Yu Qingyao stood up, picked up her bag and was about to walk out, when a hand grabbed her, that hand was big and strong.
"Do you really have nothing to say?"
His eyes were sincere.
After a moment of silence, Yu Qingyao said: "I regret meeting you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she walked away.
But he didn't know that the girl once liked him, but that sporadic love was crushed by time.
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Yu Qingyao looked at the young man in front of him and said, "You should be a wild goose in the sky, and you shouldn't live in these four walls."
"If you are this wall, then I am the flower blooming on the wall, because it can never get rid of the wall." Han Yunyang carefully stretched out his hand and gently straightened the girl's messed up hair.
At that moment, the time and space seemed to belong to the two of them alone, and the young man finally spoke his heart.
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"I don't like talking nonsense to people, so you better get your head around it, she's mine."
Han Yunyang looked at the woman in front of him with sharp eyes, his face full of displeasure.
No one expected that the always cold and taciturn student would gradually become more humane because of a transfer student, and his kindness would only be limited to her.
Concept: Love is colorless paper, but it will also dye you with your own color.