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Seeing the young man again, Han Hui felt panic and two red clouds rose on her fair face.

She nodded gently, lowered her long eyelashes, and hurried into the teaching building.

Why run so fast?

Chen Yan, with a cute face like a cartoon girl, panted exaggeratedly, trotted all the way, chasing her, pulling Han Hui's sleeve, Big sister, she just smiled at you...

Chen Yan approached Han Hui and said seriously: He looks good when he smiles, and his teeth are very white.

Han Hui's face turned redder, and she raised the textbook in her hand and slapped Chen Yan hard on her shoulder.

Ouch……

Chen Yan stroked her shoulders, her eyebrows were twisted, and she cried and said: Sister, you are so cruel.I was ordered to find out He Wei's background...

It turns out that his name is He Wei.

Han Hui thought to herself, but said: Who asked you to inquire about others...

Hearing Han Hui's already delicate voice, he was a little more shy now. Chen Yan held her heart with both hands, made a dizzy expression, and said gasping: Sister, don't talk to me in this tone, my little sister will think you want to seduce him...

As he said that, he avoided Han Hui's annoyed pink fist and ran to the rooftop with a smile.

Chen Yan, who had no way to escape, let Han Hui slap her gently, leaned her back against the short wall and looked at her with a smile.

His name is He Wei?

Although Han Hui felt a little embarrassed, she still couldn't help but feel curious.

After all, that young man had helped him to help him get rid of the siege, and he looked as quiet and clear as water.

He Wei, male, 21 years old, 1.75 meters tall...

Chen Yan took out a piece of paper from the bookcase seriously and started to recite it in a voice.

Before he finished reading, Han Hui was in his hand.

The white printing paper shook slightly between the slender fingers, and the fragrant spring breeze gently lifted the two girls' hair.

Under the rising sun, the quiet campus seemed to be wrapped in a piece of clear amber, everything was so clear and so illusory.

Time, place, and characters are soaked in the light green time, everything is over, everything has not happened yet.

This is either just a story, everything comes from the fiction of a boring person, and at the same time comes to imagination; or it is close to you and me, and the same thing is going on silently.