"This Chinese student is so amazing. The professor has publicly praised him many times and has always wanted to keep him, but it seems a bit difficult."

"If you have a foundation at home, it's impossible to stay."

"These people are so powerful, one in the construction department, one in the economic department, and one in the economic department, Professor Steve said that their brains are even better than computers."

"Huo Tzu is pretty good and easy to get along with, but Song Fuxing is a little cold and has a very quiet personality. I seem to have never seen him laugh."

"They are geniuses, and geniuses are definitely different from ordinary people. Not loving to laugh may be just because of their personality."

As the two blond and blue-eyed students spoke, they entered the large classroom and saw Song Fuxing sitting inside at a glance.

This is how some people are. No matter where they sit, they are the center of their sight. Even if they don’t speak, they still cannot ignore their presence.

The students in the classroom had various skin colors, but they looked at the international student from China from time to time.

Black hair and dark eyes, clean and neat outlines, like Chinese ink paintings. Even if you don’t say anything, the aura in your bones can be revealed, making people unable to escape from your sight.

If he hadn't acted too coldly, there would have been more female students chasing him than he is now.

A year has passed, and the teenager has grown up.

He looked more and more calm, as if he was not sad or happy, and nothing would affect his emotions.

Before class started, he reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone, but the lanyard on the cell phone was gone, only an empty line.

His movements were instantly paused, and his slender and white hands immediately reached into his pocket, but there was nothing.

He felt tight and he stood up suddenly.

The classmates in the classroom were shocked by his sudden actions and looked at him, wondering what happened to him?

Before the person next to him asked, he had already walked out of the classroom quickly, as if he had lost something important and was in chaos.

Song Fuxing searched carefully, and even went back to the dormitory to rummage the cabinets, but still couldn't find it.

If you lose such a small thing, you will lose it and it is impossible to find it again.

Since it is lost, it means there is no meaning of existence. Why should he force it?

Song Fu paused and sat on the bed for a long time. He didn't look for it anymore, but returned to the classroom calmly.

Before the class began, Song Fuxing sat back in his seat in everyone's sight.

Seeing him leaving in a hurry and coming back, Li Xi stepped forward and said with concern: "Run, what's wrong with you?"

Song Fuxing pressed his temple and quickly pulled out of this little accident, "It's nothing, I lost something."

Li Feng was a little confused, but he didn't ask much.

But during class, she still noticed that Song Fu was walking intently.

She was very puzzled about what important thing he had lost, so that he could not even listen to the class?

After all, with his strength, what can I buy?

After class, Song Fuxing left the study area and was about to reach out to touch the cigarette, but found that he did not bring the cigarette out.

He narrowed his eyebrows and felt a little impatient.

Li Feng came out with him with Shu in his arms, paused for a while, then caught up with him and spoke as if nothing had happened, "Would you like to have dinner together to cook our own food? I even asked Huo Zhuo and others to come. We all eat together during the Chinese New Year, so it can be lively."

Song Fuxing obviously had no intention, "You eat, I still have something to do."

Song Fuxing went down the stairs and walked away alone.

Li Feng watched him walk away slowly, with yellow maple leaves spiraling in the air and slowly falling down, covering the entire street.

As spring passes and autumn comes, he still has no one else in his eyes.

Song Fuxing is very busy here. He has to learn a lot and doesn’t have much time to think about other things.

But he ignored the impact of the loss of things on himself.

Originally, he thought that some things had been gradually forgotten, but he was inevitably absent-minded all day.

He didn't even know what he said in class today.

After class, he went back to the dormitory alone and took out his cell phone again. A small hairpin with a Beetle was originally tied to the lanyard. He took it with him for a long time, which was completely inconsistent with his cold appearance.

He looked at the lanyard that looked very old because he rubbed too much, and his mood was in a mess.

Until today, he realized that he sometimes looked at the habit of hairpin from time to time, so he couldn't adapt to it if he lost it.

A year has passed, and he rarely remembered the time in high school.

But today he lost the hairpin and realized that he had forgotten nothing.

Time cannot fade away everything. Once some things are engraved into the heart, there is no way to erase them.

He opened the album of his mobile phone, and there was only one photo inside.

The little girl inside was wearing a light blue dress and smiled so well, like a little fairy.

Sometimes he really hopes that what she says is true, and as long as he wants, she will fulfill it for him.

Unfortunately, it was an acting after all. He was the one who was involved in the play, and he was also the one who got involved in the play.

She is someone else's fairy godmother, not his.

Song Fuxing lowered his eyes and opened the WeChat class group. He had just entered the class group for a few months. The class monitor contacted him and pulled him in.

He slid down and found Xia Mu's avatar, which was a very small orange.

He looked at her avatar for a long time and clicked into her circle of friends.

Her circle of friends did not block strangers, and she would have the opportunity to let him take a look, even if she never updated.

But this time she clicked in, but she updated it. A photo I just updated a few days ago looked much thinner. The sun shone on her face, and her skin showed transparency, and the glass was brittle and fragile.

It says [Long-lost sunshine.]

Song Fuxing kept watching, not even realizing that it was dark outside.

A knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door. After three brief knocks, a sound of scammer came, "Road, are you there?"

Song Fuxing turned off the screen of his phone, "I'm here."

Huo Zi pushed the door and saw him sitting alone in the darkness. He reached out and turned on the light next to him. He didn't ask anything about curiosity, but just asked, "Why don't you have the New Year's Eve dinner together?"

"No." Song Fuxing answered absent-mindedly and stood up to take care of the messy wardrobe that was today.

Huo Tsai sat down in the position and smiled and said, "Li Feng asked me to come."

Song Fuxing didn't pause when he heard this. While tidying up his clothes, he spoke calmly, "Tell me and thank her for your kindness."

Smart people don’t need to say much, they can know their own meaning in just one sentence.

Huo Tsai smiled slightly, shook his head, reached out to grab the book beside him and read it casually, with a gentle smile on his face, "Do you like the girl in high school?"

Song Fuxing paused and said nothing.

Not talking is a default.

Huo Tzu flipped a page casually, as if he mentioned it casually, "It's too gentleman in love, and the chance of losing is 100%.

"She likes others."

"So what if you like others? Let her talk. It should be almost gone when you return home." Huo trash said something.

Song Fuxing said nothing when he heard this.

"I'm leaving, I will explain to Li Feng." Huo Tzu smiled and put down the book, got up and prepared to leave. When he pulled the door, his eyes covered by the golden silk-framed glasses were smiled lightly, "It's still a long time, as long as people don't die, there will always be a chance."

The door was taken up, and Song Fuxing stood in the house for a long time before he took his phone again. As soon as the screen was unlocked, the photo was gone.

Did she delete it?

Song Fuxing regained his eyebrows and refreshed them several times before he confirmed that she had indeed deleted it.

It felt very uncomfortable to throw things twice within a day, especially when I finally saw it, I disappeared.

He started to check her Moments frequently, and soon grasped the frequency of her Moments.

Most of them will be released frequently during festivals, such as New Year, Christmas, and Dragon Boat Festival.

She has the bad habit of deleting in seconds, and she often deletes it shortly after posting it, and it is too late to even take a look.

He subconsciously guards every time he sees it, and saves it first so that she can delete it. Even he himself doesn't know why he is like this.

It's like being hit by a Gu.

After a few years, he never wondered whether she and Chen Wei were together.

Because once he thinks of this possibility, he can't control his heart.

He tasted the taste of jealousy for the first time in his life, but he didn't expect that it would take several years to taste it.

On the eve of his return to China, Chen Wei sent a WeChat message, inviting him to attend the class reunion.

Song Fuxing had no answer, nor had any plans to go.

He didn't go, but he didn't deliberately avoid it. The contract happened to be negotiated in Mobiya, and he could only choose one of the class reunions and business.

He chose the business and went to Mobiya without distraction, but lost his mind in the middle. He was no longer a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was still as uneasy as he was at that time.
To be continued...