The summer is hot, the sun is hanging, and the fire is flying in August, and it is wanton and arrogant.

It was almost September and mid-August, and the sun was scorching, and the heat was scattered in the air.

Compared with the majority of students who are spending summer vacation, Jiaying Girls College has officially started classes twenty days earlier.

Under the scorching sun and beside the tree-lined avenue, girls wearing black and white school uniform skirts and legs and stockings could no longer be seen everywhere. Only the water in the fountain was splashed in the sun, emitting a crystal arc in the sun.

In the middle of the school, the retro clock stopped at 1:00 pm, and the world was silent with a "clang" sound.

At one half past one, the first class is half an hour before class time.

Gradually, students walked through the door and corridor one after another, gathering in groups of three or three.

While talking about the most popular hairstyles and dresses, we talked about gossip news collected from all over the place, such as a certain outfit I was interested in at the last fashion week, where to travel with my whole family during the summer vacation, or secretly sharing some small things and secrets.

There are never a shortage of people in this world who taste the forbidden fruit. Because people are curious, once they feel curious, they will run to that place regardless of their own curiosity until the puzzle is solved.

Perhaps, what is hidden behind the puzzle is tears, sadness, disappointment, or surprise, but that is all compulsory courses in life.

High school, senior high school, class A.

Half an hour before the first class, the students had already arrived in groups of three or three in class.

They are whispering to each other and sharing the stimulation and happiness they have experienced during the summer vacation.

Suddenly, the classroom door was pushed open by a tender white palm, and with a "bang" sound, the door crashed to one side.

In the classroom, many eyes were also looking towards the door-

Against the light, the girl in a black and white school skirt stood at the door of the classroom. She straddled a delicate and compact shoulder bag on her shoulder. Under the white and black short skirt were two slender and straight long legs, with a green onion-white skin color like lotus roots. Upwards, she was a pretty face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a delicate face of a mixed-race child, with a slightly raised chin, and a rebellious and arrogant attitude.

Seeing that it was her, the sight that fell on her became particularly hot, and some people below were already whispering, and the eyes fell on her.

Holding his chin, Feng Mi raised her eyes, and her smile-like eyes swept away one by one. The whispers below stopped, and even the faces of everyone became a little strange.

On the desk, a large bouquet of roses was placed there, with red roses as flames, red petals and green stems and leaves, symbolizing love and pursuit.

Below, a box of chocolates pressed under the roses.

The 99 roses are covered with champagne petals, and it seems that even the air is filled with the fragrance of red roses.

In a few steps, she had already walked to the desk.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the beautifully packaged roses on the desk. A trace of disgust flashed through his eyes that were clearly distinguished by black and white.

Reach out and take out the golden card from the bouquet of roses.

With her movement, everyone's breathing tightened in the classroom, and the gossipy eyes fell on the slender white palm.

In the front seat, the female classmate looked at her uneasyly, wanted to say something, and squirmed in the lower lip, and finally said nothing.

On the card, there is a line of extremely beautiful handwritten fonts, fluent and neat calligraphy and paintings, and a line of poems imprinted into the eyes, which are taken from Xu Zhimo's poems.

"I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projecting on your wave heart. You don't have to be surprised or happy-"

She whispered the words and couldn't help but laugh.

"Just as at this moment, I want to tell you, see you at 8 o'clock tonight."

"I'll pick you up before school. Sweetheart, wait for me!"

The signature below is the one that is familiar and unfamiliar, Qiao Siyan.

Pinching the card with her fingertips, she suddenly remembered that for some time before, he seemed to like to give her roses and chocolates, one serving a day, never absent.

Until later she heard that the first-year school beauty in the next university department also received Qiao Siyan's rose chocolate.

It was then that she began to realize that she was not unique, but that his methods of pursuing girls were exactly the same.

Every day, he would instruct his younger brother to go to the flower shop to buy a few bouquets of roses, and even chocolates were ordered in large quantities. He had become a regular customer of the flower shop, and the card was not written by him.

In the past, Feng Mi might have been sad, but now, when I see the name Qiao Siyan again, I seem to have no more trouble in my heart.

Just as the book says, when you like a person, even if he is a root grass, you will treat him as a treasure; and when you hate a person, even if he is a treasure, he is just a root grass in your eyes.

However, Feng Mi's eyes fell on the bright rose petals, and she couldn't help but sneer, what's this?

A week ago, Feng Mi officially came to Jiaying to go to school again. Because she had taken nearly a month off before, and then the summer vacation was on. Although she was in the last half of her senior year of high school, she had to make up for the courses she had missed before she could graduate from Jiaying smoothly.

And a week ago, after she came to Jiaying to go to school, she could not touch a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates on her desk every day, all of which were from Qiao Siyan.

Gradually, everyone knew that she had a break-up relationship with Qiao Siyan from the university department, and Liu Xinyu had come to her for several times.

Feng Mi has always disdained to explain, just as everyone has one mouth, but you only have one.

He pinched the card, stuffed it back into the bouquet, picked up the bouquet, handed it to the female classmate in front of him with black-framed glasses, "I'll leave it to you the old rules!"

Put the roses and chocolate into the latter's arms, put down the bag, seal the honey and sit down.

This is the course she scans every day, and disposes the rose chocolate given by Qiao Siyan. Although Feng Mi really wants to throw it into the trash can directly.

Holding rose chocolate, the girl in the front seat had her eyes lit up under the black-framed glasses, "Don't worry, I will deal with these, I will sell them for a good price to support poor students."

Yes, the bouquets and chocolates for the week were eventually sold by girls.

The money sold was donated to charity. Charity refers to a poor child next door to the girl's home.

"Well, you can handle it!" Feng Mi opened the book, spread it on the table, and then continued to sleep with her big head.

"Okay, thank you." The girl blinked her black eyes and turned around obediently, as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm!" He snorted, Feng Mi closed her eyes and went to bed.

Outside, sunlight was burning, indoors, air conditioning was blowing, and she almost wanted to squint her eyes and fall asleep.

Staring out the window, Feng Mi's eyes gradually became a hint of sadness.

Weeks, week and three days passed, and since that day, she had never received a call from him and knew his message.

It seems that they all disappeared in their respective worlds.

Sighing in his heart, Feng Mi turned her head and continued to sleep with her side.

At night, 4:30.

The sunset is bright and the setting sun is bright. At the end of the sky, the sunset is bright, like the end of the evening.

With a cross-body shoulder bag, Feng Mi lowered her eyes and walked out of Jiaying.

I haven't officially started class yet, so I don't have to stay overnight. Feng Mi may have been happy before, but now, I'm not very happy.

Compared to the one person after going back, it is not as lively as everyone is together.

Girls passed by one after another, and then the whispers kept coming from one direction.

"Wow, look, it's so handsome!"

"Oh my God, who is he waiting for? He is holding such a big bouquet of roses!"

"I don't know which girl is so lucky. I'm so envious, I want it too!"

"You are stupid! You haven't forgotten how strict Jiaying's school rules are. If you are seen by the principal or teacher later, that girl will definitely be dead!"

Squinted slightly, Feng Mi suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Outside the school gate, a fiery red Ferrari was parked there.

In the convertible sports car, there is a bunch of bright and exciting red roses placed in the back seat, with red petals and green stems, which are particularly eye-catching in the sun.

In the driver's seat, a man wearing a floral shirt and black sunglasses placed one hand on the car door, screaming and admiring the girls passing by, but he curled his thin lips slightly and raised his charming curve.

Then, there was another sound of air pumping, which kept ringing in the air.

It is when school is over, everyone will pass by the main entrance.

The red Ferrari stopped at the school gate with such a big thorn, which attracted the security guard's eyes to follow.

As soon as Feng Mi walked to the school gate, she stopped and looked at the boy on the Ferrari coldly. Feng Mi pinched her forehead and was about to turn around.

"Sweetheart!" However, a eccentric voice sounded in the air.

"I can't hear or hear, it's not called me, it's not called me..." Feng Mi hypnotized herself and then continued to walk into the school.

"Feng Mi!" Another sound rang out, calling him his name.

Now, Feng Mi can’t pretend to be deaf.

He turned around helplessly and glanced at Qiao Siyan who had already jumped out of the driver's seat. Feng Mi smiled bitterly, "Mr. Qiao Er, what do you want to do!"

From giving gifts every day to blocking the school gate, there are also those inexplicable love poems. Feng Mi just wants to ask one question, Mr. Qiao, what do you want to do!

Just a few steps, Qiao Siyan had already walked to her. He held the bouquet of red roses in his hand and handed them to her, "Sweetheart, this is for you. Do you like it?"

A smell of men's perfume, with the fragrance of roses, spread to her nostrils.

Feng Mi resisted the urge to sneeze and glanced at the young and handsome man in front of her coldly, "Mr. Qiao Er, if it was because of the last incident, I can apologize to you. I just hope you don't do these things again in the future."

Without taking the roses, Feng Mi decided to make it clear to him.

If this continues every day, not only will her reputation be lost, but the principal will probably pass on her message again.
Chapter completed!