Best to have met you

Chapter 12.4-The Most Pale Memories

She had forgotten about him, simply because she did not remember and did not care.
he felt angry and unhappy.

However he like her. In this world, there is always one person who can fully fill up a place in your heart and seduce the tender and innocent emotion within your body bit by bit.

"That girl who came just now is the top student in the Science class?"

"Speaking of which, her mother teaches literature and language in our school, so why didn't she study in Arts class? There is high probability that she will be in the same class as us. Such a pity!"

"Oh, in that case we'll have one more strong competitor."

Xu Mo Ting had already turned around and went out. The female student who initially came over to gossip, all of a sudden lost her interest, "Aiya, study la. Why are you talking about other people?" She waved her hand and walked back to her seat. Then she turned around to glance at that figure once more. That kind of understated brilliance always makes people to instinctively pursue vigorously.

Xu Mo Ting obtained top marks for both studies and for behavior, as well as being extremely bright. Not only the object of admiration for the girls, but also a figure of worship for the boys. Zhang Li Qing still can remember the first time she saw him at the podium during the welcome speech in the first year of high school. He was wearing a beige sportswear. Among the boys with dyed and permed hair, his soft and supple black hair seemed especially clean and refreshing. His fingers that were holding the draft speech were fair and slender. He was articulate, but also incorporated some irreconcilable strong resolution.

He was the focal point of the girls' chat. Many girls will always betray themselves and blush when discussing about him.

Sometimes a little more longing is not a good thing as Xu Mo Ting can be unrealistic in his longing. His preeminence made people who admire him, did not dare to approach him. Moreover he was also cold and always kept people at arm's length.

According to hearsay, he is the son of a diplomat. His father often appears in newspapers and television, whereas his mother is a leader in the Department of Education. Since young, he has been getting national-level awards and the principal regarded him as his protegé. He was the main force in the school basketball club. Also, he will always get an award in whatever competition that he had participated in ...... This kind of person will always be out of one's reach. At this age, one already knew what is a right match. Thus one only dared to observe him secretly from afar, and occasionally say a few words, and can be considered perfectly satisfied.

The last lesson in the afternoon was physical education. Xu Mo Ting played basketball with his schoolmates. After giving vent to his frustration, his mood was a lot calmer.

Mo Ting walked off the court to go under a sweet-smelling camphor tree to pick up his drink and sip a few mouthful. Lin Wen Xin came over to protest: "Leader, you didn't show any mercy today ah!"

Xu Mo Ting just smiled and did not say anything. At this moment, there was a girl shouting excitedly, "Xu Mo Ting, I love you!" This made classmate Lin choke out the water he was drinking, "Going to die!" Turning around, he also did not know who shouted that as everyone was pushing against one another.

Xu Mo Ting was already accustomed to this. He was not a narcissistic person, but he lacked enthusiasm for some of the things in life. His enthusiasm ...... only reflected in one person. He did not even know how to suppress it. Half a year ago, this proud and arrogant youngster experienced for the first time, dreaming at night what he has been thinking about during the day. When he woke up the next morning and discovered the wetness between his legs, his ears and face turned red.