Ch.10 Fainting

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After hesitating for a moment, Meng Xiang finally knocked on the door next door. Soon the door was opened, as if someone had been waiting for a long time.

  "You're here?" Ye Puzhou had a faint smile on his face. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers today. He looked elegant and cool, as if he was out of touch with the world.

  But when she looked at this face and heard his voice, Meng Xiang couldn't help but think of the words he whispered in her ear when the sea breeze was blowing, "Then it's my turn to play next." She took a deep breath, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she clenched her fingers, and stiffened her neck as if she had done something immoral. Her face suddenly turned red to her ears, and she coughed lightly and nodded.

  Watching Meng Xiang walk past him and into the house, Ye Puzhou had a feeling that something was wrong and frowned, but after thinking about it, he couldn't guess why, so he simply suppressed the feeling and followed her in.

  "When did you buy the fan?" Meng Xiang saw the new item in the living room at a glance. His eyes lit up and he turned around suddenly to look at Ye Puzhou in surprise.

  "It's too hot this morning." Seeing her smile, Ye Puzhou also curled his lips.

  Meng Xiang threw her schoolbag on the coffee table, half-knelt on the ground, and turned on the fan. The cold wind brushed across her cheeks, bringing coolness. She closed her eyes comfortably, grabbed the wrist of Ye Puzhou who had just walked to her side, and pulled him down. The two of them squatted side by side in front of the fan and enjoyed the breeze together.

  The bright summer sunshine shone through the glass window and fell on her face, making her cheeks slightly red. She blocked the glaring light with her hands, turned her head and smiled at him. The wind blew a strand of her hair and brushed it against the back of his hand. Ye Puzhou was stunned, a blush passed across his face, but he said nothing, just looked away with his eyes curved.

  *

  The weekend time is always short but beautiful. After Ye Puzhou's special tutoring, Meng Xiang can understand everything in the advanced mathematics class. Although it is not long before the end of the semester and the teacher mostly focuses on marking key points and explaining questions, being able to keep up with the progress is already a big thing for her to be happy about.

  Just after class that day, Meng Xiang was about to go to the cafeteria to eat with Huang Sijing when they were stopped by an uninvited guest.

  "Excuse me, Comrade Zhao, what can I do for you?"

  Meng Xiang smiled politely at Zhao Xingzhi, with undisguised confusion on her face, because she really couldn't imagine what this man could want from her. Although they were in the same class, they didn't communicate much in their daily lives. The number of words they had spoken to each other in three years of college could be counted on one hand.

  If the original owner had not joined the choir this semester and was seduced by his masculinity and charm and thus fell in love with him, the two of them would probably still be ordinary classmates who were strangers to each other. However, just as the flame of love had just been ignited, she came.

  Logically speaking, the two should still have little in common.

  Huang Sijing on the side was obviously more excited than her, and the expression on her face was like a color palette.

  Meng Xiang couldn't help but hold his forehead and blame her for forgetting to tell Huang Sijing that he had disliked him a long time ago. It was hard for her to still remember it and remind him of it every time with her actions in front of Zhao Xingzhi.

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