Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Haicheng Conservatory of Music has many children from rich families, maybe some rich second generation, Gu Hanye didn't think about it any more, turned his gaze back, and drove towards the company.

On Su Jiuyao's side, she hurried into the teaching building, just in time for the big class at 10:[-].

She came late, and when she entered the classroom, the classroom was almost full of people, but the teacher hadn't come yet.

Fortunately, the back row was empty, so Su Jiuyao found an empty seat and sat down.

After she was seated, she looked around, looking for her good friend Tang Xin, because she remembered that Tang Xin also took classical music appreciation as an elective.

But after looking around, he couldn't find Tang Xin, so he sent a message to Tang Xin, "I'm here for class, why didn't I see you?"

After a while, Tang Xin replied with an excited emoji, feeling that Jiuyao finally came to school, but she had something to do in the morning, so she didn't come to school.

The two made an appointment to attend the afternoon class together.

After the professor entered the classroom, Su Jiuyao also put away her mobile phone and began to concentrate on listening to the class.

At twelve noon, the professor ended the class.

Su Jiuyao went to the school cafeteria to have a simple meal, because there was no class until three in the afternoon, she had no dormitory to go back to, and she didn't want to go home, so she simply went to the library.

She came to the bookshelves related to history, stretched out her fingers, and slid gently across the spine of the books, trying to find a book she was interested in.

The surrounding was very quiet, she seemed to be the only one, she could clearly hear her footsteps, breathing, and even the slight rubbing of her fingers as they slid across the spine of the book.

But soon, she realized that she was not alone here.

Listen to the footsteps, like the sound of men's leather shoes.

He raised his head and looked at the corridor next door through the gap in the bookshelf. A black figure flashed and turned to the back of another row of shelves, and he couldn't see it anymore.

It is estimated that he is also a classmate who came to borrow books.

She turned her eyes back to the bookshelf again, without further distraction.

After bypassing this row of bookshelves, I browsed for a while, and finally selected a book that I was interested in.

The book was placed on the shelf above her line of sight, she stood on tiptoe, hooked her fingers, and took the book down.

At the same time, from the gap in the bookshelf, she saw a pair of melancholy and deep eyes staring at her.

Su Jiuyao exclaimed, and the book in her hand fell to the ground.

She wasn't sure if she saw it right, but those eyes were very familiar, as if they were the young master of the Xiao family, Xiao Jun, whom she saw in Hongshu Manor.

Regardless of whether it was Young Master Xiao or not, Su Jiuyao was frightened by this horrific scene.

She hurriedly picked up the book, put it on the empty shelf, turned and walked outside.

Finally came outside the library, in a sunny place, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the lake.

Opposite the library is an artificial lake with willow trees planted beside the lake and benches under the trees.

On the benches by the lake in the afternoon, there were students reading and couples on a date. Su Jiuyao randomly found an empty chair and sat down for a while.

In fact, Young Master Xiao didn't do anything to her, and even gave her a painting.

But thinking of those gloomy and impenetrable eyes, Su Jiuyao felt a chill down her back.

The phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

Su Jiuyao trembled all over, came back to her senses, took out her mobile phone and took a look, it was Gu Hanye calling, she breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly answered.

Gu Hanye asked her on the phone what she had for lunch and where she was now.

Listening to his steady voice, Su Jiuyao's restless mood gradually became more at ease.

Maybe it was just her hallucination just now, after all Xiao Shao suffers from autism and rarely goes out.

How could it appear in the library of the university thousands of miles away from his home?

However, not far behind her, a man in a black shirt came out from the main entrance of the library.

The man glanced at Su Jiuyao who was sitting by the lake, put the book she left under his nose, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath of the smell left on it.

The faint scent of freesia was the same as the smell on her hands that day.