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I woke up suddenly and quickly lowered my voice, saying in a rough and hoarse tone, "Ahem... Ahem! It's okay, just let it break!"

In the slightly tipsy breeze, the emerald green tree shadows swayed gently, creating a tranquil and beautiful dreamy backdrop. An Xue stood under the beautiful trees, lowered his head and said to me.

Upon hearing him say this, I suddenly felt a cool sensation on my face. I reached out and touched it, and sure enough, there was a bright light emanating from my palm...

The mottled light and shadow danced on his elegant and handsome face, making it hard to believe that such cruel words could come out of Senior An's mouth...

His nostalgic soft voice sounded: "Classmate, your paper bag is torn..."

Oh, My God! I rubbed my eyes, and it was indeed not an illusion. An Xuechang was wearing the neat and elegant navy blue uniform of Chengye Academy, striding towards me. The warm glow of the setting sun sprinkled on his ink-like short hair, making me involuntarily recall the dream from yesterday.

No...!...Do you have to test me so soon? I am currently with my books and I am not mentally prepared to face him at all!

The classroom in front of me is empty, and I don't know when school was over. However, I, who was sitting in the back row, fell asleep... I didn't even know when everyone had left.

Don't think about it anymore, Chacha!" I shook my head hard, driving the handsome face of my senior out of my mind.

As I brushed past him, I instinctively hugged the steamed bun in my arms and covered my face with a paper bag.

Senior An fell silent. In the next moment, his slender and beautiful hand suddenly reached out and struggled to open my paper bag.

I'm dizzy...

Coming to the city for just a week, both Liangwu and I have become familiar with the cooking classroom as if it were our own kitchen. I don't know if he has gained weight, but I can guarantee that my waist has grown by a circle!

I immediately turned my head and looked around, only to find that it was an empty space with nothing to obstruct my view.

And all the soup spilled out! Mingchacha, you fool!

Mr. An!

No! I suddenly opened my eyes, drenched in cold sweat.

I don't know why, Liangwu has never liked An Xuechang. Every time he is mentioned, he gets angry. Hahaha, it must be because An Xuechang is too short. Just imagine An Xuechang's tall figure standing next to Liangwu's slender body. Hahaha...

Liángwú zhè jiāhuǒ, yǒu wǒ zhèyàng de sǐdǎng zhēnshi tài xìngyùnle. Wǒ yībiān zǒuzhe, yībiān xiǎngxiàngzhe hé Liángwú yīqǐ chī bāozi de huàmiàn.

Tomorrow happens to be a day off. Liangwu has been having a tough time lately. I think I'll make some of his favorite snacks to reward him!

Oh?

He's getting closer! He's getting closer and he's only a few meters away from me!

Wait a moment!

However, although those scenes just now were all dreams, the scene where An Xue recognized me has been lingering in my mind. When I saw Ayano Yu kissing me, the shocked expression on his face made me feel a little uneasy.

"What ... ..." I suddenly widened my eyes.

Wow... it smells so good... I intoxicatedly sniffed the buns I put in the paper bag myself.

Classmate, are you okay? Through the gaps between fingers, I saw An Xuechang scrutinizing me attentively. I don't know why, but I always feel like I've seen you somewhere before...

Far away, under the tall and lush birch trees of the college, that familiar tall figure...! Isn't it him!

Early the next day, I walked out of the cooking classroom in the countryside.

Tea Tea, I'm sorry, although you are also very good, but I prefer a girl like your cousin, elegant and beautiful!

Ah! I suddenly covered my face.

However, the heavens did not hear my inner cry, and An Xuezhang unexpectedly stopped his footsteps beside me!

However," I looked at him sadly, "but Ming Meixiang is not my cousin."

Until this moment, I only started to resent his long legs. Oh, oh, oh... An Xuechang, please ignore me quickly...

Senior, please just forget about me...

I couldn't help but feel a little stunned, my heart swelling with a tinge of melancholy. It was as if I had returned to those days when I could only silently watch him from afar. I am always like this, like a flower facing the sun, hiding all my thoughts in his radiance.

Senior An furrowed his brows and pondered carefully. He stared at me for five minutes, then suddenly exclaimed with joy, "I remember now, you are Yuzuru Ayano's girlfriend!"

Yes, apart from the day when my confession was rejected, the senior never paid attention to me, an ordinary person. However, finally, he glanced at me, but it happened in a humorous situation.

Don't underestimate this basket of white, round buns. This is my famous technique, mastered by Ming Chacha. The outer skin breaks with a touch, and the delicious soup inside can make people swallow their tongues.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel sad.

Scared to death, it turns out it was just a dream... Muttering to myself, I grabbed my backpack and walked out of the classroom.

The baozi and the paper bag were both torn apart by you. "An Xuezhang pushed his glasses and said calmly.

Woo woo woo...! ... Senior, it's me! I'm Ming Chacha! For you, I grew my hair long just like Ming Meixiang's, but it's only been a year, and you've completely forgotten about me!

I really want to cry, but I dare not admit my identity. In the year after An Xue became a senior, I always regarded him as the only sunshine in my heart, the lighthouse guiding the direction in the sea. But in his heart, I may always be just the junior school sister who confessed with a thick face and a forgettable appearance...

At this moment, Ayano Yuna's detestable face suddenly appeared and she abruptly approached me, saying, "Mei Chacha, you are my girlfriend!"

"Classmate," he looked at my face, his handsome face showing an extremely complex expression, "Don't you feel the dampness on your face?"

Hey hey hey, I have to say that there are advantages to a more advanced school. For example, the culinary classroom here is open to students all day, and it is fully stocked with all kinds of ingredients. As long as I don't suddenly go crazy and want to eat a tropical rainforest golden python, I can come and cook whenever I want.

"Classmate... Classmate?" He raised his voice when he saw that I didn't respond for a while.