Chapter 20: Life is but a first meeting (20)

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  As a result, I raised my head and saw Haicheng leaning against the pillar in front of me, looking at me with an inquiring gaze that was full of meaning. Instantly, another layer of fine cold sweat seeped out from behind my back.

  When I saw her open her mouth to speak, I hastily pointed in the direction of the front door: "Haiying, look at that girl still waiting for you, she must have some details about the speech to tell you, hurry up and go, it's not good to keep people waiting!"

  She turned her head and saw that the short-haired girl was indeed staring at her, not just that girl, but also a few people under the stairs, who should be the top three in other classes. After thinking for a moment, Haiying solemnly said to me "Don't act rashly, we'll talk about this tonight when we get back", then walked towards the short-haired girl, and they walked shoulder to shoulder.

  He Mochen was originally standing by the pillar in the middle, seeing this also followed, I originally wanted to go over and ask him if he is now filled with resentment in his heart, but beside him, three or four girls had already entwined at some point, several people were laughing and chatting, it was a very harmonious scene.

  I suddenly stopped in my tracks.

  Isn't he very upset? Such a rare opportunity was ruined by me, how can he still look like this? Is he really not paying attention to Li Qiwei's public confession...

  "Hi Yayou, you did very well on this exam."

  A strange voice suddenly rang in my ear, interrupting my thoughts. I frowned and turned around to see two boys who looked unfamiliar.

  Medium appearance, attribute unknown.

  I let out a casual "oh" and slightly lowered my head, walking forward at a steady pace.

  The voice that had just spoken in surprise said: "You don't ask who I am? Did you already recognize Wang Yang from Class 3?" By the end, he was overjoyed.

  I continued to hum a tune at random.

  "Do you know what my name is?" It was still that voice.

  My eyes twitched: "Aren't you Wang Yang?"

  His face suddenly burst into bloom, and he became even more excited: "Right, right, Yaoyao, your memory is really good."

  "Really?" I dryly chuckled, "Then who is this beside you?"

  Wang Yang bit his lip, nodded at his opponent's finger, and looked embarrassed: "Actually, he is mine, my..."

  As I looked at the young man's face, two strange red blushes appeared on his cheeks. I was taken aback for a moment, and it turned out that this Wang Yang was a small white lotus! No wonder one had a smile all over his face, while the other had no expression. In an instant, I felt that this pair of mandarin ducks were truly compatible, and my mouth couldn't help but curve into a warm smile.

  Before I could even hear the rest, my body was pulled forward by a great force and stumbled a few steps, then turned onto a small path. The pair of mandarin ducks were left behind. I stared blankly at the person in front of me, then looked at his hand on my arm, thought for a moment, and gave up any idea of resisting.

  Anyway, I also can't get away from it.

  At that time, the sky had already darkened, and the fragrance of osmanthus wafted from all directions, but here was just the edge of the flowerbed, so the fragrance was also faintly present, making one's heart itch. The soft white light of the street lamps shone on the deep green shrubs by the side of the road, and all around was quiet, with only the sound of footsteps from me and him.

  I hesitated for a moment, suppressing the feeling of nervousness and spoke in a low voice: "Aren't we supposed to prepare for our speech? This road is taking us a bit far off course."

  He ignored me.

  I emphasized: "If he's late, the head teacher will deduct his year-end bonus, can you make it up to him?"

  "You like being hit on that much?" The low-pitched voice wasn't loud, but its temperature was surprisingly low.

  I was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, I involuntarily swallowed: "Because... they're not ordinary people."

  "Not ordinary people? You've met them a few times? And you're laughing so happily."

  Now I really don't know how to explain it, do I have to tell this straight man that they are actually gay? In the past, I didn't mind in front of other straight men, but in front of He Mochen...

  "After all, we are classmates of the same grade." I muttered.

  He sneered, "Then who am I?" He turned his head to look at me, under the pale white light of the lamp, his complexion was pale, but his expression was cold and calm, with a hint of indifference in his black eyes, and a mocking smile hung on the corner of his mouth. "Bai Yaoyao, what made you interrupt someone's confession to me? Do you think you're someone important to me?"

  Look, look, as expected, in the end they still have to come to me to settle the bill!

  "What else can I do? Am I supposed to just watch as Li Chiwei publicly confesses to you, and then you accept without hesitation?" I suddenly felt a bit wronged.

  He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around.

  I didn't react quickly enough and directly bumped into his arms, the unique scent of a young male, or rather, the exclusive scent of Mo Huetian immediately enveloped me, mixed with a faint minty fragrance from his shower.

  Is this... his taste?

  I was stunned, and in my surprise, I immediately retreated backwards, but the more anxious I became, the more flustered I got. My left foot's heel accidentally tripped on a large piece of goose egg stone, and my body directly fell backwards.

  "Ah!" I exclaimed.

  Suddenly a strong hand grasped my waist tightly, stopping me from continuing downwards.

  I patted my chest in relief and looked up at the handsome face above me, forcing a smile: "Thanks."

  He didn't speak, slowly straightening my body, but his hand on my waist still didn't let go.

  I struggled for a moment and said uncomfortably: "Take your hand away."

  He instead held on even tighter, his head slowly lowering down.

  "Go away! Go away!" I shouted in fright, my head thrown back desperately, using my hands to push against his chest, but he just leaned in closer.

  He finally stopped at a distance of just a few inches, and the warm breath from his mouth and nose sprayed onto my face, causing the hairs on my face to stand up.

  This scene is really too bizarre!

  Just as I was about to step on his foot, he stared at me and said word by word: "You owe me a confession."

  I was suddenly petrified.

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