Stop, Master Xue Shen!

Chen Anan, a genius girl who lives in the bottom class of a bottom university, encounters the biggest problem since entering school --------------- "It's really you! Did you skip class too?" She suddenly raised her head and looked at Xu Fangtang who had appeared behind her at some point. Chen Anan was so frightened that she trembled. This guy must be a ghost! Why are you so mysterious? "Also... Skipping class?" "Um... I'm sorry, I skipped class." He looked at her face reflected in the glass door of the freezer and scratched his head with a smile. Chen Anan resisted the urge to hit him, turned around and looked up at him. He also knew that it was embarrassing to skip class. Ever since she got involved with this inexplicable guy, her peaceful life has become like this... Chen Anan walked past him as if nothing had happened, pretending not to see him. But after taking a few steps, I felt someone grabbed my schoolbag. "Let go..." Chen Anan, who was grabbed, did not look back at him, and his voice was still cold. "Don't let go." Xu Fangtang walked around in front of her and raised his head as if he wanted to be beaten. After waiting for so long, she was about to leave without even looking at him. "Say it again, let go." Chen Anan was very unhappy with his ruffian appearance. She happened to get up and was angry, so it would be nice if he was willing to let her vent her anger. "No~ let go~" Xu Fangtang grabbed her schoolbag and shook his head with a smile when he saw her angry. Or so... Chen Anan walked slowly in the middle, and on the left and right, Xu Fangtang and Tian Yunyu had never given each other a good look since the breakfast restaurant. The "friendly" eye contact was so frequent that Chen Anan found it baffling. Do you believe in fate? In the past sixteen years of her life, she had never thought about such boring questions, but at some point she began to believe in this ethereal and ruthless thing. It sets traps one after another just to allow people who have no connection with each other to meet at a certain time, trap them in it with a carefully woven net, and then quietly watch their joys, sorrows, and joys. When it gets tired of watching, it will gently shake the net in its hand and scatter them in all directions, letting them return to their respective tracks, letting them disappear into each other's world, making the past time as light as a dream. "What is liking?" "Losing someone is about making the same choice even if time were turned back." "Have you ever liked anyone?" "No, I just loved someone but didn't have time to tell her"......