like you so much

It was the big class break, and for three to ten minutes, the corridors in the stairwell were full of frolicking students.

There are boys rushing to the playground with basketballs in their arms, girls chatting in small groups, and top students who don’t relax even after class for a moment to discuss issues with others with books. The dynamic scenes of these scenes are suddenly frozen in Qiyue’s eyes.

He stared at the opposite building in disbelief, froze for a few seconds and then suddenly ran up, ignoring that this was a corridor with people coming and going, he ran up the corridor while looking at the opposite side, and had no time to pay attention to the building in front of him. , accidentally bumped into someone, the person hit by him was fine, he was bounced back, and seeing that he was about to fall backwards, fortunately he was pulled by someone to avoid falling to the ground.

Yan Sheng came out of the class and saw Yu Qiyue running in a hurry in the corridor. He was a little strange. Seeing that he was not looking forward, he took a few steps to the left, and Yu Qiyue bumped into him.

"Why are you running in such a hurry?"

Yu Qiyue turned around and saw that it was Yan Sheng who came, and ran up the corridor without even caring to pick up the books on the ground and push Yan Sheng away.

Wang Peng, who followed behind, asked doubtfully, "Isn't that Yu Qiyue? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yan Sheng didn't speak, and looked at the two books on the ground, curling his lips.

What about people?

Yu Qiyue went up to the third floor and looked around blankly. He clearly saw that he was on the third floor just now, but as far as he could see were strange faces with surprise.

Is it an illusion?

How can there be such similar people?

How is it not possible?

Yu Qiyue did not give up and carefully checked the windows of each class, but there was no one he wanted to find. By the time of the last class on this floor, his movements had slowed down, with a kind of cautiousness that was almost nervous.

Is it really an illusion?

Cheng Huantao was sleeping on the table. It was quite noisy in the class after class, but no one around him spoke loudly, and it was relatively quiet, so he could sleep peacefully.

At this time, there was sudden noise and discussion in the class, and he frowned and raised his head impatiently.

He saw that everyone was talking at the middle window, and he turned his head to see a long-haired boy holding the iron guardrail with both hands and scanning the class back and forth with his eyes.

Cheng Huantao is a face lover. He has always liked men and women, as long as he is good-looking.He asked himself that he has seen countless beautiful men and women in the past ten years, enchanting, sexy, delicate, simple, and even more amazing and refined, but they are all different from the person in front of him. There are also people with exquisite and beautiful features than him, but none are more pleasing to the eye than him of.

What is pleasing to the eye?The concept is too vague, but if he had to define it now, that is, the person in front of him is the one who makes people feel comfortable and satisfying at first sight.

The boy with long black hair in Cheng Huantao's window looked familiar, wait, long hair?Isn't it the one you met this morning?

What a coincidence.

He seemed to be looking for someone. Cheng Huantao watched him go back and forth in the class several times, and finally confirmed that he was not here. This sense of loss was so strong that Cheng Huantao couldn't help but look around the classroom, and turned his head only to realize that he had made such an inexplicable movement, frowning.

The beauty is obviously not in the mood now, so how long will it be if she doesn't step forward to increase her favorability at this time.

Cheng Huantao walked out of class and came to Yu Qiyue with the most bewildering gentleness on his face, "Student, who are you looking for?"

Yu Qiyue looked at him blankly, and it took him a long time to react.

Cheng Huantao smiled and said, "Who are you looking for? Maybe I know him."

Yu Qiyue shook his head slowly, thanked him and left.

Cheng Huantao didn't continue to ask. For the first time, he didn't need to say too much, just left a general impression, especially when the other party's mood was not high.

Several boys came up from downstairs and saw Cheng Huantao standing outside the class and shouted, "Brother Cheng!"

Cheng Huantao looked at Yu Qiyue who was walking upstairs opposite and asked, "What's the name of that boy with long hair?"

One of them said without even looking at him, "Brother Cheng, his name is Yu Qiyue. He just transferred here yesterday, from Class 2." They followed Cheng Huantao and of course understood his preferences, and their expressions were a little ambiguous. He is in beauty."

Cheng Huantao twisted the word "Yu Qiyue" in his mouth a few times, smiled, with a bit of evil look in his eyes, "She really is a beauty."

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