She is the moonlight in the dark night

The hot summer wind blows the windows, and the metal windows collide with each other, making an inescapable sound.

Ji Yingying, who was wearing a pure white nightdress, rolled twice in the quilt, struggled to get up, closed the window, and lay back on the big bed.

The windows are very thin, and birdsong can be faintly heard outside the window.

The summer sun was hot and bright, shining warmly on the girl lying on the big bed.

The sun shone on her open skirt, her calves were as smooth as jade, glowing with luster, as if they were whiter than the nightdress she was wearing.

After being woken up, it is difficult to return to the dream.

Ji Yingying was distracted by the sunlight, she fumbled for some water, but the water glass on the bedside was empty, she raised the water glass, the light passed through the glass to form ripples like water waves, and flashed into her light brown eyes.

She had no choice but to take the water glass and go downstairs to pour water, and walked downstairs slowly. Ji Yingying, who had just woken up and was half asleep, came to the kitchen barefoot.

When she passed by the window, she was attracted by the scenery outside.

Looking at it from this angle, you can just see the white rose bushes in the back garden. There is only this bush of white roses in Ji's garden, mixed with a small amount of pale pink roses, and the pink and white are intertwined, which is very dreamy.

At first, Ji Yingying thought she had misread it, but after she regained her composure, she saw clearly the man in the white shirt sitting in the middle of the rose bushes.

Is a man, or a teenager.

For a moment, Ji Yingying couldn't tell. He looked down at the book, his broken hair was blown up and down by the wind, and his delicate silhouette looked like a beautiful boy in mythology.

Clutching the water glass in a daze, Ji Yingying walked out of the kitchen as if bewitched, and walked all the way to the white rose bush.

She stepped on the soil barefoot without making a sound. When she came close, her voice was very soft as if she didn't want to disturb the tranquility and beauty, "Who are you?"

The "boy" raised her head, and the moment she met his gaze, Ji Yingying could confirm that he must be older than her, and boys of her age did not have his eyes.

"My name is Huo Zheng, hello."

"My name is Ji Yingying."

Ji Yingying's voice became weaker and weaker, and the wind blowing her skirt seemed to be louder than her voice.

Huo Zheng didn't hear her name clearly, and thought she was Ji's little maid.

His eyes fell on the clear water in the glass water glass in Ji Yingying's hand, and he smiled as brightly as the sun, and took her water glass.

"Thank you."

He took a sip and put it aside.

He thought Ji Yingying came to bring him water after seeing him sitting outside for a long time.

Ji Yingying saw his thin lips lightly passing over the rim of her cup, and blushed instantly, "That's my water"

She stepped forward in a panic to get the water glass back, but she touched the thorns on the rose next to her with her stepping foot, subconsciously pulled her leg back, but fell down unsteadily.

"Be careful."

Huo Zheng embraced her with one hand, and easily helped her up the next moment.

The two of them had only touched each other for a moment, but Ji Yingying smelled the scorching sun on him at that moment.

霍峥
Ji Yingying suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. There was no light in the room, and it was completely dark.

She rubbed her hair a little annoyed, not knowing why she dreamed of the scene when the two met for the first time.

Ji Yingying belatedly felt a coolness on her face, she touched her face and then the pillow, it was all moist.

She was stunned, got out of bed and went to the bathroom, turned on the light, took out two pieces of paper and wiped away her tears in front of the mirror.

Looking at the red corners of her eyes in the mirror, Ji Yingying covered her face, her shoulders drooped weakly, helpless and sad.

Helplessly, she found that she still loves Huo Zheng.

Sadly, the one she still loves is the former Huo Zheng.

A look in the car reminded her of how gentle and beautiful Huo Zheng used to be.

She would never see that Huo Zheng again, never again.

The man who was as warm as the scorching sun was buried deep under the ice and snow.

The man she liked and loved deeply has been taken away by ruthless time, leaving her only a complete stranger and a familiar face.

Lopsided.
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Two days later, it was the opening ceremony of Haidu University of Science and Technology.

It is not only the ballet club that is in charge of performances, but also various talent clubs and programs organized by students themselves.

"Swan Lake" has been regarded as the finale and placed in the last program.

When Ji Yingying was preparing for makeup in the backstage, Xiao Lan, who was not participating in the performance, and Shang Tianyue, who rushed over specially, ran to the back to cheer her on.

She was still watching the usual rehearsal video, so she didn't have time to say a word to the two of them.

Both of them expressed their understanding and left the backstage to watch the performance.

Shang Tianyue didn't belong to this school, the ticket was given by Ji Yingying, and he didn't know anyone in the school.

Xiao Lan is a student of this school and has recognized many people.

Sitting in the auditorium, she looked at the headmaster who was smiling like a flower in the first row, and couldn't help complaining to the students around her.

"Principal Li, what's going on today, his face is wrinkled with a smile, I feel like I could kill a fly."

"Can you be unhappy? Look at the one on the left, Mr. Huo from the Huaiyuan Group. I heard that he invested a lot of money in our school. The one on the right, regardless of his young age, I heard from a friend in the chemistry department. , He seems to be very powerful, he is a scientist, I don’t know what his specific research is, I heard that he is being trained for the Nobel Prize.”

Xiao Lan followed her classmates' fingers, looked at Huo Zheng on the left, and then at Yin Shaoheng on the right.

She doesn't know anything, but she is very famous just by hearing about it.

"Wow, they are so strong! They are all young, and they are all young and promising masters who can sit with our principal!"

"No."

While they were chatting, another young man also came to the first row. The man was wearing a black suit. When he walked past, he looked like a supermodel, and most people's eyes were attracted by him.

What happened today.

Hot guys are wholesale, one by one.

The school auditorium has a stepped design, and the seats get higher as you go to the back. Xiao Lan looked at the three outstanding and handsome men in the front row. Forget it, it’s not that scientist anymore.

Just looking at the two men in black suits, Xiao Lan was already very satisfied.

"Sitting on it like this, I inexplicably felt the joy of the emperor choosing a concubine."

She smiled and discussed with the friend next to her.

"which one do you like more?"

"Well, if I had to choose, I would prefer the cooler one on the left."

"Ah, I like the warm and jade-like one on the right better, we two like it differently."

"It's okay, it's okay, one for each person."

Just when Xiao Lan and her friends were sharing men like watermelons.

In the first row, Huo Zheng stared at the men behind him with a cold voice.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Chu Muyao."