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Across the aisle, the two of them stared intently at the mobile phones in their hands.
Anyone who looks at them will just feel that they are strangers who have no connection with each other and will not have any intersection.
Duan Huai'an always lowered his head and turned the phone in his hand. When his roommate next to him spoke to him, he just responded with a single-word nasal voice.
From beginning to end, there was not even a single glance.
I miss putting down the phone in my hand.
She didn't reply to his words.
Her mind was calm, almost to the point of numbness.
At first, when I heard him calling me "baby", I missed a certain part of my body and felt a slight itching sensation. The chest seemed to be filled with something, the blood vessels suddenly stopped pumping blood, and the brain was invaded by something inexplicable.
As time passed, she gradually realized that every time he had a "baby", he had an agenda.
Bad, greedy, and pushy.
Just at this moment, the bell rang.
Zhu Yutong beside him put his mobile phone on the table.
On the screen of the mobile phone, a big "defeat" was displayed.
Zhu Yutong complained depressedly: "We lost again, my teammates are friendly."
As she said that, she took Missing's arm, rested her head on Missing's shoulder, and rubbed it. Not long after, she moved her head, her searching eyes sweeping away thoughts.
After all, she was wearing Duan Huai'an's clothes, so she felt guilty for missing him. She sat up straight, trying to embolden herself.
"What are you staring at me for?"
"This dress of yours... I think I've seen it somewhere before?" Zhu Yutong touched his chin and thought about it, "It looks familiar."
It's just a very ordinary pure white short-sleeved shirt, and Zhu Yutong and Duan Huai'an have no intersection at all. One is from the School of Medicine and the other is from the School of Engineering. In the three years of college, they have only met in this elective course.
The rest of the time, I just heard about Duan Huai'an in gossip, and saw photos of Duan Huai'an secretly taken by students in the circle of friends.
"Is it that clothing store near the school? It specializes in selling imitations of big-name luxury goods." Zhu Yutong slapped her thigh fiercely and complained, "The imitations he sells are so fake. Gucci is all Cucci, but Yours is quite real.”
"..."
Because it's true.
Missing the curved-lipped smile: "The one I bought is a high imitation, which is more expensive."
Zhu Yutong asked: "How expensive is it?"
Missing said: "Two hundred."
Zhu Yutong blinked: "Then can you buy me one?"
The clothes hanging in Duan Huai'an's cloakroom seem simple and have no sense of design, but in fact, the tags hanging on every piece of clothing have a hefty price printed on them. I missed the reason why I chose this dress because Duan Huai'an hadn't worn it yet and the tag was still there.
When she tore off the tag, she caught a glimpse of the price displayed on the tag.
It's two hundred times more than two hundred yuan.
Regardless of the price, this young master’s clothes are all limited edition and are pre-ordered before they are even released on the market.
There is no such thing as high imitation.
"I seem to have bought it online, and that store was reported to be closed." Niannian changed the topic and advised, "Don't buy imitations."
"You wear imitations yourself, and you want me not to wear them?"
"I'll go home and take off these clothes after class." This is true. She doesn't like wearing Duan Huai'an's clothes.
Strangely enough, this dress is brand new and Duan Huai'an has never worn it.
But nostalgic, I always feel that there are traces of Duan Huai'an on this dress. Is it because it was stained by his other clothes when it was hung in the cloakroom? Along with the cold wind and bitter rain, the sticky and wet rain tightly wrapped her skin. She couldn't help but think of him.
"Why are you going home again?" Zhu Yutong caught the key words, "Didn't you look at the class group? You are going to the laboratory to do experiments later."
"Huh?"
"The teacher of the functional experiment class will be on a business trip next week, so he has moved next week's class to today."
Miss is an eight-year clinical medicine course. Nowadays, in my junior year, I have endless professional courses and countless assignments. Students will discuss their homework in the group, so the class group messages are updated every now and then. I miss leaving the group messages undisturbed, and even folded the class group.
Hearing this, Miss opened the class group.
At eight o'clock last night, the monitor sent a class adjustment notice in the group chat. The functional experiment class has been moved to Saturday afternoon period one and two.
I originally missed leaving after taking elective courses.
There was class in the afternoon, which meant she had to finish class before leaving.
Although there was a difference of five hours, it was enough to make her happy.
"Then we can only go home in the afternoon."
The volume is neither soft nor loud, just enough for people on the other side of the aisle to hear.
Her voice is blessed with sweetness and softness. When she is annoyed, her voice is like a bubble floating in the air, tight and bursting at the first touch. But she rarely gets irritated. Most of the time she is like this, relaxed and pleasant, with a slightly upturned ending and a velvet texture.
The suppressed happiness in his tone was about to overflow.
"Dong——" sound.
The sound is dull.
It attracted everyone to look over.
Missing also follows the sound.
The instigator, Duan Huai'an, raised his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and a hoarse smile overflowed from his throat.
His roommate asked him: "Why are you laughing?"
Duan Huai'anfu picked up the mobile phone he had thrown on the desk and tapped the screen with his slender white fingers. He lowered his eyes and smiled slowly again: "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something."< br>
"What words?"
Suddenly he turned his head and caught his wandering eyes in the air.
His eyes stayed on the face of Miss. He had always been introverted, and the only time he showed his emotions was when he was in front of Miss. He especially liked to look at her face, the expressions changing like a palette, vivid and fresh.
They seemed to stare at each other for a long time, but in fact they only stared at each other for three to five seconds.
Missing hurriedly turned her head.
The dark back of his head faced Duan Huai'an.
Duan Huai'an was not annoyed. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said slowly: "——You can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade." Hearing this, the roommates were all confused and couldn't understand what was going on. Funny.
And after hearing this sentence of nostalgia, the upright back bent down sluggishly.
Yes, in the end, she still had to leave in his car.
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I miss Duan Huai'an whom I met in my second year of high school.
To be more accurate, it was only in the second year of high school that he met Duan Huai'an. Before that, she had only seen him in the school's red list and occasionally when outstanding student representatives spoke after the Monday flag-raising ceremony.
Whether in high school or now in college, Duan Huai'an is a popular figure in the school.
The family is prominent, the roots are red and the seedlings are upright, and for several generations they have been either rich or noble.
Not to mention his appearance, there are countless awards he won for the school during his high school years. Not to mention that he was recommended to Nancheng University because of his "No. 1 in the Youth Robot World Cup".
Good grades, good family background, good looks.
Falling in love with Duan Huai'an seems to be a natural thing.
I am sure that I have no wrong thoughts about Duan Huai'an. After all, we are not from the same world. She had seen the bus that took him to and from school. Her classmates said it was worth nearly ten million, and she thought nostalgically. She also took the subway to and from school that cost hundreds of millions every day.
After comforting herself, she will also recognize the reality - she and Duan Huai'an are completely different.
In the summer of my sophomore year in high school, it was a rainy day, with green moss and a dull clock.
In the wet scene, I miss meeting Duan Huai'an.
The Gu family has a large business and many properties, and accordingly, there are many nannies to clean the house.
The mother I miss is the nanny of one of the houses.
Mom said: "The Gu family has too many houses. They all live in old houses and will not come here."
Mom added: "It's close to the school. It only takes ten minutes to walk there. You can sleep more in the morning."
Mom also said: "I have already told my wife, she said you can stay in the guest room."
The mother I miss has worked in the Gu family for many years. Her hands and feet are clean, neat and capable, and she is very popular with the hostess. Otherwise, the hostess would not agree to miss living in the Gu family's house.
I miss that after I moved into the villa, I followed the rules and only stayed in the guest room, not even turning on the TV in the living room.
The days are calm, peaceful, and ordinary.
The cicadas chirping in the city center are faint.
During the typhoon season until the end of July, along with the manic typhoons came the news that Duan Huai'an was moving here.
"It is said that the ancestral home needs to be renovated, and my wife has moved to a villa in the north of the city. It is close to the company, but far away from the school where the young master goes to school. It is 30 kilometers away." Mom put down her mobile phone and conveyed the news she heard with nostalgia. , "So, maybe tomorrow, the young master will move here."
Missing was stunned for a long time, and then she found her voice: "Then do I want to move away?"
"No, you stay in the guest room on the first floor, and he sleeps in the master bedroom on the second floor."
"...Ah, okay."
However, Duan Huai'an did not come the next day.
On the third day, Duan Huai'an didn't come either.
On the fourth day, Duan Huai'an still didn't come.
On the fifth day, she missed her nap and woke up. She had finished drinking the water in the room. She held the empty kettle in her arms and planned to go to the kitchen to fill it with water.
Half asleep, she pushed open the door, her lips moved, and she was about to yawn, when a figure suddenly broke into her hazy vision.
It's a boy.
Standing at the top of the stairs.
After seeing the boy's face clearly, I felt like my whole body had been soaked by the heavy rain outside, even the blood was drenched.
She stopped yawning, her palms were empty, and the kettle in her arms fell to the ground.
In the quiet room, muffled sounds hovered in the air.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry." Miss Xiang hurriedly picked up the kettle on the ground, apologized, and ran back to the house holding the kettle.
When I returned to the room, my heart was still pounding with nostalgia.
The storm was roaring outside the window, and dense water vapor covered the window glass. The hot face seemed to be covered by cool mist, gradually cooling down. Missing carefully opened a crack in the door. In the narrow crack, Duan Huai'an stood with his back to her.
It was a rainy day and the indoor light was dim.
Duan Huai'an was holding a mobile phone in his hand and talking to someone.
Not knowing what the other party said, Duan Huai'an suddenly turned his head and looked at the guest room where Nian Nian lived.
I shivered in nostalgia, was caught peeping, and closed the door in a panic.
Before the door closed, she saw Duan Huai'an's eyes looking at her. It was as dark as a rainy day outside, light and cold. She thought coldness was followed by coldness.
Unexpectedly, the door closed at the last second.
Missing saw Duan Huai'an's eyelids drooping and smiled carelessly.
The sound insulation of the house is not very good.
Through a door panel, she heard Duan Huai'an say,
——"I saw her, but she ran away and avoided me when she saw me."
(End of chapter)
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