First item on the list.

After entering the dormitory with the allocated key, I found that it was a four-person room with a separate bathroom and a washbasin. The beds were the type with a desk and wardrobe underneath and a bed on top, which was quite convenient.

He is the wind on the mountain mist, the raindrop on the May cherry blossoms, the rainbow after the summer thunderstorm, the red maple on the mountains in deep autumn, and the white snow after the freeze.

So, what do I really like about him?

He spoke incessantly, completely ignoring the fact that I stood there like a wooden statue.

Hello, why did you put this here? Be careful, you might trip and fall!

Whenever such moments occur, buried beneath the books is the pounding of my heart: "Thump! Thump! Thump!"

He quickly stored his name and number in my phone, and then gently put the phone back in front of my chest.

All the beautiful words I can think of can be used to describe him, but at the same time, those beauties that belong to him are something I can never grasp no matter how hard I try.

At least for now, I can still pretend to look at the scenery outside the classroom and secretly watch him in the scenery.

Hello.As long as I'm not facing Song Yan, I can still handle basic social interactions.

His gaze swept over me for a moment and then he noticed the phone hanging around my neck. Without much thought, he reached out and grabbed the phone from my chest. His slender fingers swiped across the screen and pressed a series of numbers, then his own phone rang.

Hmm? He seemed a bit surprised, as if he had discovered a new continent. "So this is what your voice sounds like when you speak. It's quite pleasant. With such a nice voice, why don't you speak more? Speaking more is good for your physical and mental health."

Who is Song Yan?

Um, is he praising me?

After speaking, Chen Xingyu took Song Yan and walked away from the shade of the trees. I stood there, took a long time to take a deep breath. When the fresh air filled my chest, I felt like I was back in this world again.

Probably liking the way he smiles as if carrying the sunshine in his bright and shiny eyes, where who knows how many stars are hidden... Or perhaps it's the gallant bearing when he holds a basketball, sweating profusely as he takes three steps to the basket among a group of boys, or perhaps it's...

I swallowed back the words I originally wanted to say. With his words, I had no idea how to respond.

A surge of joy welled up in my heart, but this joy made me feel an urge to cry.

So passionate, so surging!