martyrdom

In mid-May, late spring is also early summer.On this day, the land of North America was illuminated by the golden sun, and the campus with exquisite scenery was as lovely and beautiful as a park.

This is a completely different scene from the domestic ones. From the architectural vegetation to the crowds, it is full of exotic customs. No matter how you look at it, you can’t find a trace of familiarity.

The brunette beauty who just walked out of the apartment building stretched her waist, stretched her tall figure, and closed her eyes to enjoy the sunshine, but was interrupted by an acquaintance patting her shoulder: "Flora, it's rare to see you get up so early on weekends."

A beautiful face has always been paid special attention to, and this point is no different at home and abroad.

Flora opened her eyes, greeted the visitor with a smile, then frowned and complained: "Go and meet my new roommate. You said that this new roommate came at a bad time. I moved out after the summer vacation, but she came Occupy my last solitary time."

The man smiled, looked her over, and said with a smile: "She is not welcome, so why are you dressed so grandly?"

A mysterious color appeared in the blue eyes: "Because... I heard that that person is also a beautiful woman."

Her new roommate is also the best student in the school's exchange program.Being able to come to this school is enough to be a top student, so what kind of existence should this oriental beauty who is said to be extraordinary in appearance and exceptionally high school student exist?

Passed the written test with a perfect score... Flora couldn't help but shudder when she thought of this, and felt a chill run down her spine.

Because of the arrival of the exchange students, the office building is extremely lively today. Flora tactfully followed an Asian boy, and found the location of the exchange students without any effort.

In the logistics hall, all black hair and yellow skin. Flora stood awkwardly in front of the gathered eyes, her eyes flicked past all the boys, and fixed on the only girl.

The girl was facing away from her, asking the staff something in fluent English, while the boys acted as if they had nothing to do with them, and let the girl explain trivial matters for them.

... She really is a beautiful girl.Although her presence was not welcome, Flora had to admit it.Looking at that back, she could almost imagine her dignified and quiet face.Her hair color is actually lighter than that of a pure Caucasian, but she looks a little sickly and pale, and her figure is thin, but she has a well-defined outline.The long legs wrapped in a pair of jeans are extraordinarily straight and beautiful, one hand rests softly on the trolley of the suitcase, and white wrists can be seen under the rolled-up cuffs of the shirt.

A few boys were still staring at him non-stop. Flora had a minor in Chinese, so she could vaguely understand what they were talking about.There are compliments on looks, and there seem to be... comparisons.

Do you compare yourself with the girl in front of you? Flora looked away boredly, walked to the chair away from them, and sat down.

"I think she is prettier than Yuan Fei, haven't you seen it? Blue eyes! I'm not good at geography, so it's rare among Caucasians, right?" The boy was comparing looks, but not as Flora guessed like that.

Another boy said disdainfully: "This is a creature! No matter how good-looking a foreign girl is, how can she have the temperament of Mr. Yuan? Our Mr. Yuan, she has poetry and books in her belly-" The nympho did not finish the crime, and his head was beaten It hit hard.

"Don't let me hear you guys discussing Yuan Fei again, otherwise," the girl sneered, "don't ask me for help with other things."

The boy quickly admitted his mistake.Poor spoken English is a flaw, and the elders like them can only rely on the feather god to cover them for the time being.

Flora over there saw that the girl had finished her business, and felt that it was time for her to make an appearance, so she got up to greet her, which really caught her attention.

The turned face was just as Flora expected after seeing the back, dignified, quiet, gentle and beautiful.Those facial features are young, they should be a little cute or bright, but at first glance, they are only indifferent and mature that do not match their age.

Probably because of the lack of a smile.

Flora felt a little embarrassed again, so she took the initiative to say hello: "Hi~uh, I'm your new roommate, my name is Flora." She opened her arms and saw the girl hesitated for a moment, then remembered that this is a common hug gift for oriental girls It seems too intimate.

Just as he hesitated to put down his arms, there was a soft and waxy aroma sticking to his nose.Along with that perfunctory hug came the girl's official response without any emotion: "Hi, nice to meet you."

The voice was nice, but unfortunately after a word, there was no more sound.

Flora resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and "enthusiastically" wanted to help her with her luggage, but she subconsciously took a step back to avoid it.Probably because she couldn't bear to see her too embarrassed, the nimble girl blinked, gave her the lightest backpack, and thanked her softly.

The two walked to the apartment building together.

On the way, Flora couldn't bear the loneliness, so she still planned to start a conversation: "What's your English name? I heard they call you 'Feather God'..."

The word Yushen was a little awkward when she said it in broken Chinese.

The girl turned her head and thought for a while, and seemed to have discovered something serious, she frowned and said, "I don't have an English name."

"Huh?" Excited for no reason, Flora volunteered, "How about I get you one?"

"No need," the girl refused bluntly, "My Chinese name is Gu Yuzhi, you can call me Gu."

The western beauty who always had the spirit of rebellion smiled and said, "Can I call you Yu'er?"

The word Yu'er came out of her mouth tactfully, it didn't sound as awkward as Yu Shen.Probably the pronunciation of these two words is closer to English, and it is easier for Flora to master.

"No." The girl's refusal was even more straightforward, even a little merciless.In order to avoid embarrassment for her, he finally stopped keeping a straight face and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.

There is no smile in the eyes, no matter how beautiful the smile is, it makes people feel that it is just perfunctory.

Flora raised her eyebrows and made a regretful expression, not wanting to make fun of herself anymore.

Feather...

She is no one's Yu'er, but Gu Yuzhi, but she is colder than Gu Yuzhi before meeting Yuan Fei.No longer bright and warm, no longer sincere.

When I came to the apartment provided by the school, it was spacious, clean and in good condition.The documents and keys have been in his hands since he left the back-office hall. Gu Yuzhi put them on the table casually, paced around the room, and turned around to thank: "Please take care of cleaning."

Flora was curiously reaching out to look at her passport, and was taken aback when she heard this, probably because she didn't expect that this cold-looking girl was actually very careful.

"It's nothing." She smiled, then pointed to the date of birth on the passport and asked, "May [-]th, today is your birthday?"

Gu Yuzhi nodded casually.She doesn't have a Gregorian birthday, but a lunar birthday is a week later, and she doesn't expect anyone to remember it.

"Happy birthday." Flora said sincerely.She returned a faint smile, said no more, and began to pack her things. Flora walked around for a while and found nothing that could help, so she went about her own business.

A morning passed quickly, and when it was almost noon, Gu Yuzhi, who was tormented by jet lag, rejected Flora's lunch invitation, and collapsed on an unfamiliar bed.

Before Flora went out, she looked at her sleeping like an ostrich with a funny face, rubbing the tip of her nose buried in the pillow, as if she was sniffing something.After a while, she tore the pillow cover off in annoyance and threw it on the ground.

The blue eyes blinked suspiciously, Flora walked over quietly, picked up the pillow cover that looked like the girl brought from home, put it in front of her nose and smelled it curiously.

There is only a hint of rose fragrance, faint and refreshing.

Take a closer look at the style of the pillow cover, only the left side is embroidered with elegant patterns, and it is half a piece, which seems to be something for couples.

"What are you doing?" The girl on the bed opened her eyes half-closed, and spit out a sentence expressionlessly. Flora was startled by her, and with a shake of her hand, the pillow towel flew out and covered the girl's head and face.

Gu Yuzhi pulled back the pillow cover speechlessly, looked at her embarrassed face, probably thought it was a little funny, so his expression softened a bit.

"Uh...you...yours..." Flora pointed to the pillow towel. She wanted to say that it fell on the floor, but then remembered that the girl threw it on purpose. Looks like it's for couples. Do you have a boyfriend?"

The expression that had just softened was instantly like falling snow.

The person who asked the question also realized that it is really not polite to ask this kind of privacy after they have just known each other for less than an hour.So he apologized even more embarrassingly, and wanted to leave. Just as he turned around, he heard the girl calmly answer: "I don't have a boyfriend."

Flora turned her head and smiled: "Then we are a single apartment."

The girl also smiled, but for some reason, she felt that this smile was a bit meaningful.

"Do you need me to bring you something back?" Before leaving, she asked the girl one last question.

Sure enough, he still refused: "No, thank you."

Anyhow, I added a thank you.Flora walked out of the room and shook her head with a smile.This new roommate is not as easy to get along with as it looks.

I ate something casually for lunch, and in the afternoon I went to the home of a classmate who had moved off-campus.Weekend parties are an essential item, and Flora obviously forgot that there was a new roommate in the apartment, and she didn't come home after playing until midnight.

Standing at the door anxiously for a while, thinking whether he would be beaten to death by that cold girl, he finally had to open the door and tiptoe into the room.

Then I saw the girl sitting at the table, holding a pen longer than ordinary signature pens in a strange posture, and writing something on the paper.

Flora leaned over curiously and found that it was a brush.Under the control of her slender fingers, the nib of the pen wrote flamboyant and phoenix dances that she couldn't understand.

Although she doesn't know Chinese calligraphy, Flora seems to be able to feel the strength and strength in those words.

The girl seemed to be in a trance while writing, or she was so focused that she didn't even notice her approaching.When she asked, the girl was startled: "What word is this?"

With a flick of the pen tip, a sudden drop of ink landed on the end of the last word.Just like a drop of clear tears fell on it when these words were written for the first time.Even the size of the location is not at all happy.

"Every year is like this." I read it in Chinese, explained it in English, and finally wrote it in standard italics. It can be said that I am a very competent Chinese teacher.

For Flora who has minored in Chinese, these are not difficult to understand.What is really incomprehensible is that while the girl said in a nostalgic tone that she wished the future would be as it is today, she tore up and threw away the paper that said "every year is like this" with a deadpan expression and no nostalgia.

What kind of contradiction would this be?

Flora didn't ask much, just apologized for being late.The girl didn't say much, and nodded to express that she didn't mind.The two turned off the lights and went to sleep, but there was one person who couldn't sleep all night.

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After the exam, I'm back. I hope everyone will comment a lot, thank you.