after accidentally becoming first lady

On a sunny summer day, in a small garden with flourishing flowers and plants in a corner of a high school campus in Shuilanxing country Z, a young man with a handsome face and a clean temperament stood beside a quiet path running through it. The bright red roses, beautiful but lifeless, are incompatible with the vibrant and blooming flowers in the small garden behind him.

The boy looked nervous, and from time to time he looked at the side where the path connected to the playground, as if he was waiting for someone.

Suddenly there was a loud voice at the end of the quiet and deserted path, and several boys in sports vests and shorts walked towards the small garden while wiping their sweat, talking and laughing.

The boy standing by the path became more nervous when he heard the sound. He pressed his sweaty palms on the ironed navy blue suit pants and rubbed them vigorously. He took several deep breaths before he could barely control his desire to turn around. The urge to flee.

Just as he was hesitating and trying to control himself, those joking and laughing teenagers had gradually approached him.

"Zhuo Qingyu..." The young man subconsciously shouted when he saw the approaching crowd.

Walking in the middle of the crowd and talking to the people around him, the tallest and most handsome boy heard someone calling his name, subconsciously stopped, and turned to look at the boy standing by the path.

The sunlight swayed down from the gaps in the tall trees and hit him. The backlit face made it difficult to see clearly. After a while, Zhuo Qingyu tentatively called out: "Qi Leran?"

The teenagers talking and laughing beside Zhuo Qingyu also stopped at this time, and looked at Qi Leran who was blocking their way by the side of the road with a little surprise.

No wonder they were surprised, because Qi Leran's dress was really weird. In such a hot weather, he was dressed formally, which was out of place with the campus environment. The navy blue trousers with straight trousers were paired with white trousers without a trace of wrinkle. He wore a half-sleeved shirt with a dark pattern, and a black slender tie was tied around his neck. He was holding a large handful of beautifully wrapped bright red roses in his hand. If he stopped a beautiful woman at this time, it would definitely be A gesture of confession!

Wait, confess!

Several boys looked at each other, and looked at Qi Leran, who was a little cautious and blocked their way with uncertain expressions, and a strange thought could not help but arise in their hearts at the same time.

However, before they could express their doubts in their hearts, Qi Leran who was standing in front of them suddenly spoke first, "Zhuo Qingyu, I... like you!" After a long time, he looked directly at Zhuo Qingyu who was opposite, with a nervous but calm expression.

The young man's handsome face shone with tiny rays of light in the evening sun, and his focused eyes were clear and holy. Even though he was speaking outrageous words in the eyes of ordinary people at this time, people couldn't feel disgusted.

It never occurred to him that he would just say such words in front of such a large group of people. Although he would be confessed almost every day, but it was the first time that Zhuo Qingyu received a confession from a boy, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Then he asked in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Are you serious?"

Seeing that Zhuo Qingyu's face did not show disgust as he expected, Qi Leran was secretly relieved and at the same time nodded heavily, looking hopefully at the suspicious Zhuo Qingyu in front of him, and returned to the room in a loud voice. : "Of course I'm serious, all relationships that don't presuppose marriage are hooligans!"

As soon as Qi Leran's words fell, Zhuo Qingyu's handsome face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, seemed to suddenly crack a gap. He took a step with his long legs, and stepped in front of Qi Leran with a serious face, almost sticking to his face He stared down at him condescendingly, and said in a deep voice with an unhappy expression: "Qi Leran, look clearly, I'm a man!"

Qi Leran, who was almost surrounded by the tall Zhuo Qingyu in his arms, gulped down a mouthful of saliva, raised his head tremblingly to meet his gaze, and whispered intermittently: "Of course I know you are a man! "

"When can men in our country..." Seeing the docile young man in his arms like a bunny with a pitiful expression looking up at him pitifully, Zhuo Qingyu couldn't explain what he said, "Married... "His tail sound was almost so light that it was hard to hear.

But the boy in his arms seemed to be awakened by his words, and hurriedly explained anxiously: "I...I didn't mean that!"

"Then you are playing hooligan?" Zhuo Qingyu looked at the anxious young man who was blushing and at a loss, suddenly felt that his mood had improved a bit, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly interrupted the anxious young man explain.

The boy was startled, he didn't expect him to say this, and he didn't know how to refute for a while.

The boys who had been by Zhuo Qingyu's side finally reacted from the shock at this time, and they all booed one after another. For a while, the sound of whistles, shouts, and teasing filled the entire small garden, breaking the original atmosphere in the small garden. the silence.

When Zhuo Qingyu heard the sound behind him, his handsome brows frowned slightly. He didn't know why he suddenly became irritable. He suddenly said roughly to the bewildered young man in front of him: " Go back!" Then he turned around and wanted to leave.

"You mean you don't like me by saying that?" The young man's clear but disappointed voice came from behind Zhuo Qingyu.

Zhuo Qingyu involuntarily turned his head and looked at him. The young man's dark eyes, which seemed to be filled with starlight just now, are gradually dimming, like a bright starry sky covered by dark clouds, which inexplicably makes people's hearts surge. A pang of regretful emptiness.

However, Zhuo Qingyu, who couldn't understand at all, let alone respond to his inexplicable and sudden confession, could only ignore the strange feeling in his heart, turned around and walked to the other side of the path without hesitation.

The jostling boys walked past the stunned Qi Leran, shoving and winking, and the teasing voices gradually disappeared until they disappeared completely.

The silence just now returned in the small garden. Qi Leran, who was stunned for a while, wanted to raise his hand to wipe the sweat off his face expressionlessly, but when he raised his hand, he realized that he was still holding the A bright red rose that he had completely forgotten.

Qi Leran raised the wilting rose to his eyes and looked at it carefully for a moment. After a self-deprecating laugh, he suddenly threw it into a flower-shaped trash can two meters away from him in a standard shooting posture, and turned to face her. Walk slowly outside the small garden.

The path ahead seemed endless as if it would never end. The various flowers beside the path under the afterglow of the setting sun gradually turned into bright red roses unknowingly, squeezing towards Qi Leran on the path little by little, as if surrounded by The flow of blood is like suffocating.

"Ah!" The young man who sat up suddenly on the big silver-gray bed panted heavily. After a while, he slowly calmed down. The boyfriend wiped his face with his hand, and muttered in a low voice with self-deprecation: "Isn't it too much to sleep next to my current boyfriend and still dream about the failed confession..."