he is a transparent person

After the military training, Jiang Yao's college life officially began.

The freshman's class schedule is fully arranged, and the teaching buildings are distributed in different directions. Jiang Yao is not very familiar with the school environment. Fortunately, following his roommate will not get lost.

The teaching content and methods that are completely different from high school made Jiang Yao feel novel, and after two days of class, the school club orientation has also caught up with the progress. For freshmen who have just left the heavy and boring high school life, everything All so attractive.

Every time on the way from the dormitory to the teaching building, there will be seniors and sisters from various departments spare no effort to recruit new students. Jiang Yao was also stuffed with a lot of business cards and leaflets, and was coaxed to fill them out because he would not refuse people. There are many application forms, of course, he forgets after filling them out, and it is impossible for him to go for an interview.

Jiang Yao has only one goal - the external relations department of the student union.

He seems to be living in a world centered on Xie Zhijin. Every step he takes, he follows the trajectory of Xie Zhijin. Wherever there is Xie Zhijin, there is the direction he is chasing.

All departments will collectively set up booths in the square at night to promote, and the roommates went to join in the fun early. Jiang Yao wandered alone in the noisy square in a nervous mood. After a while, he found the signboard of the student union and saw Xie Zhijinzheng in black union uniform Holding a leaflet, he was introducing the freshmen around him.

He suddenly felt timid, hesitating and not daring to move forward.

Would Xie Zhijin want him to join the student union?

Jiang Yao took a deep breath and walked towards the booth. As soon as he approached, someone came up with a leaflet to talk to him, "Hello, junior, are you interested in joining the outreach department of our student union?"

He set his eyes on the face of the visitor, his pupils shrank slightly in the light, and the hand hanging by his side unconsciously clenched.

It was kissing with Xie Zhijin...

The young man seemed to have sensed Jiang Yao's emotional changes, and softly called his junior.

"Hey, why did you come here?"

The appearance of Li Wei made Jiang Yao breathe a sigh of relief. He was still looking at the young man. Li Wei noticed it and introduced him, "Deputy Department of the External Relations Department, Han Qing."

Han Qing smiled kindly at Jiang Yao, "You are, Jiang Yao?"

Jiang Yao looked at each other in surprise, and Han Qing explained, "I heard that Zhijin mentioned you, but I didn't expect to meet so soon. Are you also interested in our external relations department?"

Han Qing's attitude was generous, but Jiang Yao was very reserved, and it took a long time before he hummed.

The other party took a registration form and handed it to Jiang Yao, "Welcome to the interview," and said in a low voice, "I will let you know when the time comes."

One sentence divided Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao's throat was astringent, and he reluctantly said thank you.

Li Wei pretended to be unfair and said, "Your external relations department should not recruit more people. With you and Zhijin as two living signs, all freshmen go to your place. What about our secretarial department?"

The head of the secretarial department is a beautiful senior, who echoed, "Student, our department is also fun, let's have an interview together."

Jiang Yao was stuffed with two more registration forms, and he was dizzy. When he filled out his contact information, Xie Zhijin was already standing beside him.

He turned around and was startled, and subconsciously hid the registration form behind his back.

Xie Zhijin pretended not to notice his small movements, and asked, "Do you want to come to the External Relations Department?"

Jiang Yao subconsciously glanced at Han Qing, who was surrounded by freshmen not far away. The other party behaved chicly, and asked a few freshmen to fill out the registration form with a few words. He looked away, suppressed his timidity, and said firmly, "I want to."

He was afraid to hear Xie Zhijin saying that he was not suitable, or persuading him to go to other departments, but Xie Zhijin seemed to sense his thoughts, and just said indifferently, "Come if you want, the External Relations Department welcomes all freshmen."

It was not because Xie Zhijin wanted him to go, but because he was a freshman. Jiang Yao couldn't hide his depression, but he still insisted, "I will definitely go."

Xie Zhijin didn't say anything else, took a few sips of water and went to recruit new recruits with the flyer.

Jiang Yao stared at Xie Zhijin who had disappeared into the crowd, drooping his head like a deflated balloon, holding the registration form and walking back slowly.

Although Xie Zhijin didn't make it clear, Jiang Yao knew what Xie Zhijin was thinking.

In fact, there is no need to speculate on Xie Zhijin's thoughts, even he himself knows that his character is not suitable for the external relations department at all, and there is a high probability that he will just accompany him to the interview, but he just doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back.

At the beginning, everyone thought that he would not be admitted to University A, but he still came here. Now Xie Zhijin thought that he would not be able to enter the External Relations Department, so he decided to try.

Diligence can make up for weakness, but character is born. He has no way to change his submissive behavior and style for 19 years. Jiang Yao seemed firm, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He wobbled along the school road, wondering if it was his illusion, he always felt that someone was following him behind him, but when he turned around, there were students walking together behind him, nothing unusual.

Jiang Yao only thought that he was overwhelmed and paranoid, and came to the downstairs of the dormitory not long after.

The dormitory was locked, and all the roommates were still outside. Jiang Yao opened the door and just turned on the light when he heard a rush of footsteps coming towards him.

He subconsciously turned around, and a tall figure covered him at an extremely fast speed. This was so much like a scene in a horror movie, Jiang Yao was so frightened that he almost cried out, and stepped back several times. The exclamation was barely suppressed.

He looked at He Ming who suddenly appeared in his dormitory in a daze, his heart was beating non-stop because of fright, he opened his mouth and only uttered a single sound, "You..."

The other party swayed in front of him again and again, and now broke into his dormitory openly, it can no longer be explained by coincidence.

But He Ming even locked the door behind him. Looking at the other party's actions, many weird thoughts flashed in Jiang Yao's mind-whether he offended He Ming somewhere, or He Ming just didn't like him, so he deliberately took advantage of it. When he was alone, he was blocked in the dormitory and beaten up.....

He Ming's face was expressionless, his long and narrow eyes were half closed, and they fell on Jiang Yao who was panicking.

Jiang Yao reflexively wanted to run, but the dormitory was so big, he couldn't run anywhere, so he could only force himself to stand up straight, and stammered, "This is my dormitory, did you go the wrong way?" ?”

He Ming just looked at him without speaking, and the cold light hit him like a magnificent sculpture.

Jiang Yao's mood gradually returned to calm, and he asked in a low voice, "You're looking for me, what's the matter?"

After saying that, He Ming strode towards him. Jiang Yao retreated slowly but failed to avoid it. The wrist was grabbed by the other party, and he fell onto the chair in a blink of an eye.

He Ming raised his hand up, and he closed his eyes instinctively, but the expected pain did not come down, He Ming just put his palm on his cheek, and said in a low voice, "Don't close your eyes."

Jiang Yao opened his eyes tremblingly, looking up at He Ming who was above him.

He Ming turned his back to the light, half of his face was shrouded in darkness, he looked straight at Jiang Yao, and asked, "Do I look good?"

Jiang Yao held his breath and waited for such an inexplicable question. He paused and looked carefully at He Ming's impeccable facial features.

Except for Xie Zhijin, he had never been so close to anyone before. Jiang Yao shrugged and replied truthfully, "It looks good."

Could it be that He Ming blocked him in the dormitory just to ask him this?

Jiang Yao was extremely confused, his wrist was held by He Ming, and his cheek was also in the other's palm. Jiang Yao couldn't help but struggled a little because of the too intimate posture, but He Ming used some force to make his back Standing on the edge of the table, he mumbled, and just about to speak, He Ming murmured softly, "Since I look good, why didn't you recognize me?"

Jiang Yao was stunned by the aggrieved tone, and what surprised him even more was He Ming's words. He couldn't help but look at the other person's face carefully again, but in his impression, he didn't know Yun Rongyue like this good-looking people.

He Ming smiled wryly, "You still can't remember?"

Jiang Yao suddenly felt guilty, and ignored the close distance with the other party, hesitatingly said, "I'm sorry, where have we met before?"

"It turns out that I'm the only one who remembers it. To you, I'm not important at all..."

He Ming's bewildered expression made Jiang Yao feel helpless. He tried his best to recall, but when he was about to find some clues from the depths of his memory, He Ming suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly.

Jiang Yao smelled the faint fragrance from He Ming's body, maybe it was perfume or aromatherapy, the light apricot fragrance mixed with the smell of hyacinth, sweet but not greasy, gently embraced Jiang Yao.

Amidst the lingering fragrance, he heard He Ming say, "When you were young, you said that I was beautiful and wanted to marry me as your wife. Do you keep your word?"

Three ways

Xiaohe to Xiaoxie: If I have IQ but no EQ, it’s good that my wife can’t recognize me. Doesn’t this give me a chance to act like a baby~ My wife is fragrant and soft, so comfortable to hug.