Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

Harry Osborn crossed an IG.

He rarely spends time on these social software, but now—

His eyes fell on a light blue label called Empire University, and the next second he stumbled into it.

The left side of this tab was nothing more than some boring photos in Harry's opinion, and he was starting to regret clicking on them.

Flipping down casually again, his eyes suddenly froze and fell on one of the photos without moving.It was like getting an electric shock, frozen in such an instant.

It was a fair-skinned black-haired girl, wearing a very ordinary hoodie and jeans, passing by the recruiting booth of the campus club without turning her eyes.

This photo was obviously taken secretly, because the whole picture is blurry, and it can be seen that the girl didn't realize that someone was taking pictures of her, so there was no time for the camera to react.

Harry stared at the high-density photo for a while, feeling that the person in the photo looked familiar for no reason.

Even if it is a high-level blur, you can still barely see that the other party's appearance is very online, otherwise there will be no such explanation under this photo——

She's so damn pretty.

He didn't swipe away the photo for a long time, his eyes were fixed on it and he didn't know what he was looking at.

He found that the girl seemed to be holding a folded green cloth in her hand.

In order to see this part more clearly, he took a screenshot and enlarged it.

It wasn't a piece of cloth - it seemed to be work clothes from somewhere.

Qinghe didn't expect that such a thing as arriving at the opening meeting on weekends would happen in this world.

It has been a long time since the last unexpected situation, Qinghe came here at the beginning when he regained consciousness.

...or New York.

Qinghe felt that he was about to get ptsd in New York.

But a familiar place is not necessarily a familiar taste.

Qinghe originally thought that a new "suiter" would emerge like in the previous worlds, but it turned out to be strangely peaceful, nothing.

But in this way, why didn't she feel a different kind of relaxation?So Qinghe did have a good life in the first period of time.Until now—

She actually heard her familiar name, Harry Osborn, in the words casually spoken by the passing girls to their female companions.

Qinghe:?

"Hey, have you heard? One of this year's freshmen is the heir of Oscorp. He inherited this company not long ago... It's okay to be handsome, and his grades are also very good, so sore. "

……

This made the lunch in her hand suddenly tasteless.

You must know that she is going to the classroom in the afternoon. It is extremely troublesome to ask for leave, so it is basically impossible.

Of course, she still remembers the scene she saw at the moment when the last world suddenly collapsed.

She doesn't know what to do...

So, she doesn't really want to hear anyone's name related to the previous experience.

Qinghe casually found a seat in the restaurant and sat down, and began to settle his lunch.During the meal, she couldn't help but think wildly about what she just overheard, Harry Osborn... Which Harry Osborn is it?Wouldn't it be the one she thought of?

Logically speaking, every world will be different, so even if there are people with the same identity as before in the world, their personalities and experiences are likely to be different.

Therefore, according to this, even if there is a character like Harry Osborn in this world, he may not remember Qinghe.

Even, it is possible that the character will suddenly become better, not as bad as before.

Qinghe recalled his docile personality, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

God... how could she think that way!

Just the thought of someone like Harry caring about her with a genuine smile made her dizzy.

Forget it.

Qinghe thought so, and put down the knife again.

In any case, she had to prepare for the worst.

It's all because of too many emergencies in the previous few worlds, so now she has experience.

The university is quite free to come and go, so even if the school starts now, Qinghe still doesn't know exactly who is in the class.It would be bad if I happened to bump into the "Harry Osborn" of this world or someone else.

So she decided to...

The classroom that was assigned on the weekend was on the second floor. Qinghe walked up the stairwell, and she happened to see that the door of that classroom seemed to be tightly closed.

Qinghe looked towards the back door subconsciously, but found that the back door was also tightly closed.

Could it be... She came late?She wanted to look through the window to see what was going on inside, but the dark curtains were drawn, so she couldn't see what was going on inside.

Qinghe lifted the mask on his face again, and then gently pushed open the front door.

As soon as the black-haired girl entered the door, she successfully attracted everyone's attention.It's not because of her appearance or anything, but because of her attire—her attire is really a bit, unusual.

A pair of big sunglasses, plus a white disposable mask.This basically covers her face completely, making it impossible to see what she looks like at all.

Qinghe felt many eyes projected from her surroundings, and her face suddenly flushed a little, but under the cover of the mask, it was just a little secret that only she knew.

According to gossip, Harry Osborn doesn't come to school very often...

Just as she was thinking so, she routinely glanced at the people in the classroom, but she really spotted that person.

Grass.

Qing He found a random seat and sat down, only to hear the girl sitting in front turn around and ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Qinghe cracked.The girl in front of me is not familiar with her at all, she has never said a word before!

Why are you so familiar...

But the expression on the other person's face looked like he was really caring.

Seeing that Qinghe didn't answer for a while, the other party asked again: "Why are you wearing a mask?"

"I——I have developed a lot of acne recently." Qing He simply lied and didn't write drafts.

But now her face is a little red, it seems that the part covered by the mask has pimples.

"Then your—" The other party pointed to her eyes again, as if she had to ask the end.

The dark-haired girl had no choice but to reply, "I have acute hemorrhagic conjunctivitis—it's contagious, so I don't want you to see it."

God knows that this thing can't be contagious through staring at each other, but the rumor that "just staring at each other will be contagious" is indeed very credible, and the girl was stunned for a while.

The other party said dryly, "I wish you a speedy recovery", and then quickly turned around, no longer seeing He clearly.

Only then did Qinghe secretly heave a sigh of relief, but she could feel the gaze from Harry Osborn falling on her face all the time.

But she dared not look back.

After sitting on pins and needles for a while, I finally got to the point.

By the way, this weekend is the psychological class meeting, so the class cadres have prepared some snacks and drinks, and they will play games later.

Somehow, the girl sitting in front of Qinghe turned around again and said, "Aren't you hot like this? Take off the mask, we won't laugh at you."

The other girls chimed in.

How plastic is this friendship between classmates...

"No, no, no, I'm afraid to scare you, really, I'm ugly now!" Qing He quickly waved his hands and refused directly.

They are still relentless.

Just then, someone came over suddenly.The girls suddenly fell silent, Qinghe subconsciously looked at the person who came, but found that it was actually...

This face was very familiar to her.

It was Peter Parker.

I am.

Peter's eyes flicked across a group of people, and finally fell on Qinghe.

In fact, he was somewhat interested in the girl in his class who had the same name as his missing girlfriend.

But he was very kind and helped Qinghe out of the siege: "The event is about to start, I hope you stop talking for a while, and you will be fine soon."

The snacks prepared this time are Slado brand tiramisu, strawberry flavored, and a cup of toffee hazelnut latte.

One per person.

Peter distributed snacks and drinks one by one, put the toffee hazelnut latte on the table in front of Qinghe, and asked with concern: "The class has prepared drinks for everyone, are you sure it's convenient to wear like this?"

The boy was afraid that the Asian girl who was wearing a helmet in front of him could not see her face would be misunderstood, so he added like a cannonball: "Well, of course I don't mean that you have to take it off! I just think it might be boring, maybe— —Hmmm—not so good for your acne! And I actually have a few unused masks here, you can take..."

"No, no need!" Qinghe subconsciously refused, and after waiting for dozens of seconds, she realized that she seemed to have reacted too strongly just now, and she lowered her tone again: "Thank you Peter ...But I can do this, really, if you don’t believe me—”

She lifted the mask a little bit from below, plugged in the straw and drank like this.

The cream in it has melted.

"Oops!" Qinghe stopped smoking in pain, and put the cup of hazelnut latte back on the table.

OMG, hot drink!

The girl slowed down, and then gently swept the inside of her mouth with the tip of her tongue. She almost suspected that the high temperature would burn her mouth.

"Sorry! I forgot to tell you, this is a hot drink, so I can't quote it immediately." Peter quickly explained that he didn't seem to care why a strange classmate who met him "for the first time" would call him pete so affectionately.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine, you'd better go about your business, don't waste time because of me." Qing He said quickly.

When she said this, she also noticed one thing. It seemed that between her and Peter, one was always saying sorry, and the other was saying it didn't matter.

Although when I was transported to a new world, the memories of the previous world and the impressions of the "suiters" with different personalities would begin to be forgotten. Debatable.

but……

When facing Peter's brown dog eyes that seemed to be always wet through the gray-black frosted black sunglasses, Qinghe still felt an obvious shame entangled in her heart like a vine.

Feeling ashamed, Qinghe quietly turned her eyes away from the direction.But in order to prevent her from bumping into another cockroach in this classroom, in Harry Osborn's eyes, the girl lowered her eyes.

Sure enough, Peter walked away step by step, Qing He breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything is finally back on track...

As long as she passed the psychology class safely, Qinghe felt that other courses would be no problem.There are more than 100 people in the big class, and she is not afraid of being discovered if she sits casually, but in the small class... she only needs to use some unconventional means to get the sign-in code.

For nothing else, Qinghe felt that according to the current situation, if they saw through her disguise, she would definitely die a miserable death.

Peter might be better off, after all he's so innocent and kind, and Harry's just...

Harry Osborn would have killed her, no doubt about it.

Thinking so endlessly, Qinghe subconsciously turned his head to look at Harry who was sitting in the corner of the last row of the classroom, and found that he was alone at the moment.

Harry Osborn seemed to be the same, he didn't look any different from the previous world, he was still the same handsome - brown hair, blue eyes, high nose, his eyelids were slightly lowered His long, straight eyelashes concealed some of the emotion in his eyes.

When Harry wasn’t smiling, he looked as cold as ice. When he came to school, he was wearing casual clothes, a jacket and a baseball uniform, and a baseball cap turned backwards. This attire added a touch of sunshine to him, probably because of many College students dress like this.

In the previous world, Qinghe seldom saw him dressed like this—Master Osborne was dressed in a suit and leather shoes most of the time, exuding an elite style that no one should enter.

It would have been fine, at least less out of control - he shouldn't have used that spider venom.

Qinghe didn't quite know what was going on with Harry now, she clearly remembered that Spider-Man had locked him in Ravenclough, the mental hospital used to detain dangerous elements - a lifelong prison.

She didn't know if Harry had used the spider poison to become the Goblin now, or even if he remembered himself.

If only time could turn back...

Qinghe couldn't help thinking this way, she didn't notice for a moment that her gaze was fixed on Harry's face and didn't move away for a second, until Harry also turned his head.

!

"That's impossible." Harry met her overly obvious gaze, and he finally spoke, without any major ups and downs in his tone.

Qinghe was petrified. To be honest, at first she didn't understand why Harry spoke suddenly, and looking at him, it seemed that he was talking to her!

The whole person was stunned for dozens of seconds before she realized that she seemed to have said what was in her heart unintentionally.

The heat on her face suddenly rose - damn it, she originally felt very stuffy because of the mask that fit her face tightly!Now more...

no no no—

Qing He hastily voted down the unrealistic association in her mind just now, even if she was suffocated here today, she would never take off her mask!

The road you choose, you have to walk to the end.

She quickly turned around and sat down, not answering Harry's words.

"Miss Chen."

Caught off guard, Harry said this sentence suddenly.

Hearing his indifferent address, Qinghe's whole body trembled.She found her vocal cords with great difficulty: "Huh?"

After a while, without hearing Harry's next words, Qinghe felt that his reply just now was a bit too thoughtless, and it was no wonder that he suddenly didn't reply, so the girl added: "What can I do, Mr. Osborne. "

She spoke quickly, and the honorific "Mr. Osborne" came out of her mouth without hesitation.Qinghe didn't realize at all how abnormal it was for a freshman to know the names of his classmates so well.

But how can you take back what you say?

She heard Harry chuckle sullenly, "You know my name is Harry Osborn?"

Qinghe wanted to bite her own tongue, she searched her brains and finally found a set of excellent excuses for herself, "Everyone knows it! It's always on TV."

This time she didn't dare to say anything more, she obviously didn't want to have anything to do with them, it was all because of her dishonesty!

Harry's smile faded, it was so thin on his handsome face, it always came and went quickly.

Then Qinghe heard the sound of the seat shifting, the sound was very short and disappeared almost instantly.

Wait, wait... isn't he—?Did he come over? !

Qinghe was so guilty that he lowered his head subconsciously even though he was wearing a mask.

If Harry found out, she would really be doomed!

Even in that world, it was true that she was forcibly teleported away in the end, but... she would never be able to guess Harry's heart.

Those who betrayed him would end badly.

The footsteps stopped in front of her.

Qinghe was dripping with cold sweat, and she felt that Harry was going to arrange her execution in the next second.

But the death sentence she imagined never happened, but something was thrown on the desk.

She raised her head cautiously, only to find that the strawberry-flavored tiramisu and the cup of hot drink were placed in front of her for the whole class.

This is……?

"Here." Harry's next sentence answered the girl's doubts, "I just thought you would like—"

Even Harry himself found it strange to say this, and the next second, in order to cover up something, he continued, "I don't need it anyway."

Qing He stared at the double portions of tiramisu in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

She really likes the strawberry flavor better.

She felt that it would not be good if she didn't say anything now. In order to behave like a normal person, Qing He responded: "Thank you."

Qing He's mood had just calmed down, but Harry, who was standing in front of him, said in a desperate voice: "Your voice is very similar to my girlfriend, it can be said to be exactly the same."

If this sentence was said by some other irrelevant stranger, Qinghe would definitely give him a blank stare without hesitation, and think that this is some old-fashioned strike-up sentence!

However, that wasn't the case from Harry's mouth.

He was stating a fact slowly.

Qinghe's mind is a little confused now. If this new world is a huge boundless sea, then the ship she is steering is about to get lost in this sea.

She thinks she has to act like the other girls gossip.

She took a deep breath and asked, "Did she green you?"

Injure one thousand enemies, and self-inflict eight hundred.

Qinghe didn't dare to look at Harry's face anymore, she can guarantee that his face must be dark now!

"No, we didn't break up." From Harry's answer, he couldn't tell whether he was in a good or bad mood, which was too bad for Qinghe!

Didn't break up...?

What does it mean?

Isn't Harry Osborn's girlfriend herself? !

No matter what, this relationship is considered a breakup!

Or, in this world, he has nothing to do with her?

So it is understandable that the girlfriend is not her...

Qinghe let out an embarrassing ah, she wanted to scratch her head, stretched her hand in mid-air and thought of something else, suddenly she didn't want to do it, so she had to put her hand down resentfully.

"I'm sorry..." There is no other way to say it now.

"But it's true that I haven't seen her for a long time." Harry added immediately.

Qinghe suddenly felt that her throat was dying of thirst, but she didn't dare to act rashly now.

"Coincidentally—" Harry said this, and he smiled softly, and there seemed to be some teasing emotion in it.

"Huh?" Qinghe responded.

"She has the same name and surname as you." Harry said word by word, "It's about the same race, but about the same height and body shape. Besides, how do you know it's your ex-girlfriend? I haven't said anything yet."

Qinghe's heart turned cold.

Could it be that I will be seen through on the first day I come to the class meeting?no? !

Qinghe laughed twice, "Hehe, that's really a coincidence..."

"I sincerely hope that you can find her as soon as possible." Qing He said this falsely.

Harry: "How can I make her realize that I am the person who loves her the most in this world? After I get it back, if she is not obedient, she can only..."

His words stopped here, and the sentences always ended in the most imaginative place.

Qinghe's heart was terribly cold, and she felt that Harry's words were dark for no reason.

There was no other way, the thirst in his throat was unbearable, Qinghe picked up the toffee hazelnut latte and drank it in one gulp.

Yet she was choked.

Qinghe coughed dryly, but Harry said, "Take off the mask, it's good for your health."

Qinghe shook his head almost like a rattle.

"Just so I want to see your face, your acne—is it really too ugly to be seen?" He added coldly.

It turned out that he was also listening to these small talk.

"No, no need..." Qinghe refused, but it was obvious that Harry was not as easy to talk to as Peter.First of all he was arrogant, the kind of upper-class arrogance.

"Hey, take it off, I move or you move." Harry's tone was gentle, but very strong.

Hearing this deja vu tone, Qing He really felt that something had happened to her.

You must know that she couldn't stand Harry's tone the most, and she would lose every time.

But to reiterate, she will never take off the mask!

"Can... next time?" Qing He cautiously suggested, this is the legendary next time, "I will show you when my acne is cured, this time it really won't work..."

Harry said nothing.

After thinking about it, she decided to go all out for her own tomorrow, so let's have some green tea!

"Brother, please, I can't be your ex-girlfriend, right? I'm not good at English, and I don't speak fluently." Qinghe Wei is not what she used to be, and now she wants to retreat.

"I can communicate in basic Chinese."

Qinghe vomits blood, does she mean that? !

"Well, brother, I'll take it as your agreement. I'm too ugly to be seen by others. I'll show you next time when I'm well." Qing He said this at the same time as the class meeting was over, and she ran away , "That's it, see you later!" Then the girl rushed out of the classroom without looking back.

To be honest, at the moment when he rushed out of the classroom without looking back, Qinghe felt an unprecedented sense of relief even though he was still wearing the airtight mask on his face.

She just felt that the classroom with her two "suitors" was like an endless hell, and it would swallow her alive in the next second.

Qinghe suddenly felt that it was not safe to just wear a mask, he should wear that kind of helmet!

Just do it.She went straight into the alley opposite the school, bought a bright yellow helmet in the store, and walked out wearing it.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

Qinghe ignored the unspeakable gazes of passers-by, and walked a long way alone.

Now at last she seemed to be safe.

Qinghe let out a breath, just as he was about to take off his helmet, he bumped into someone.