He is From Great Sea of Stars

Now that everyone has been discovered, they can no longer hide.

Sunflower stuck a head out of the bushes, scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly.

She is a girl who looks very energetic, with a round face, short ears and short hair, and a pair of eyes that are like deer eyes.

"Huo Xingchao, I just came out for a walk. I didn't expect it would be so coincidental that I could meet you like this."

......

The vitamin water in Jiang Wei's mouth next to him directly choked the air pipe, and the cough was heartbreaking.

Girl, are we really talking nonsense with our eyes open?

And we are all classmates, he is sitting here with a big living person, don't you really plan to greet him?

Huo Xingchao curled his lips, showing no emotion on his face, his tone was very calm,

"But it's very late now, you should go back to the camp early."

Seeing that he cared about her, the little girl nodded excitedly, her cheeks were dyed with a girly crimson, and her tone was very happy.

"Don't worry, I'll go back right away, and I've observed this road just now, it's very safe."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she just stretched out her foot when she slammed into the big rock in front of her.

"Ouch!"

The whole person's center of gravity was tilted, and with a scream, his feet twisted and fell to the ground in an instant.

It vividly interprets what is called joy and sorrow.

"Xiao Kui, are you alright?"

Han Yicheng frowned anxiously, crouched down, and wanted to check her ankle.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait."

After a while, the tragic cry of the little girl came,

"Don't touch there, it hurts..."

The young man threw a firewood into the fire and raised his eyebrows when he saw the dramatic situation.

"Do you need help?"

But he said that, but the man sat steadily, his tone was lazy, his posture was relaxed, and he had no intention of getting up.

Sunflower's eyes lit up and nodded.

But Han Yicheng glanced at Huo Xingchao before she spoke, and refused directly with a solemn face.

"Need not."

His tone was light, and the look in Huo Xingchao's eyes just now, and there was a slight mockery in his inspection, made him feel very uncomfortable.

"I'll take her back myself."

......

From beginning to end, he didn't realize that the faceless person was his girlfriend.

Fang Xiazi still had Huo Xingchao's clothes on his head, and along the gap in the hem, he could see the bushes, the boy crouched down, bent over and carefully carried the **** his back.

The mountain wind suddenly blew, bringing his cold, helpless voice,

"Be careful next time, why are you always so fussy."

The girl's tone was impatient with carelessness,

"I know, I know, you don't want to talk about me all day."

"I don't want to talk about you yet, Sunflower, if I'm not here next time, who will come to save you..."

......

Their voices gradually faded away, Fang Xiazi tightly clutched the dangling corner of the clothes on his head, and the zipper felt pain in his palm, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

Girls are probably born with a keen sense of smell for things like feelings.

Especially with the people you love.

When Han Yicheng confessed to her before, her first reaction was not surprise or excitement, but faint doubt and surprise.

She is standard science student thinking.

Since I was a child, I was not very good at observing other people's minds, and my behavior was not smooth at all.

But thirteen years of neighbors and ten years of alumni are enough for you to figure out a person you like.

When he looks at you, his eyes are light, when he says he likes it, his demeanor is casual, when he expresses his desire to be in a relationship, he lowers his eyes, and his tone is calm as if he were issuing a notice.

It's not like I'm confessing to someone, but it's like completing a task that must be completed.

But after Fang Xiazi reacted at that time, his heart was full of pure joy and girlish heart, and he subconsciously ignored this problem.

She was thinking that Han Yicheng was such a cold person, introverted, taciturn, and never good at expressing himself.

Maybe he wasn't reluctant at all, he was just shy.

So she bent her lips, smiled and agreed.

She remembered that, from beginning to end, the only thing he said to her that was emotional was,

"Fang Xiazi, although we are still young, since we are in a relationship, I hope that we can be loyal to each other, not to have relationships beyond friendship with other opposite sex, and not to misunderstand each other, okay?"

opposite sex?

Misunderstand?

She was stunned for a moment, then readily agreed.

After returning home, he thought for a long time whether it was because he had frequent work contacts with many opposite sexes in the student department that made him jealous.

From then on, even talking to the subordinates in the department is concise and comprehensive, maintaining the character of a little princess in his own words.

But now, Fang Xiazi finally understood what his words meant.

there has never been.

She had never seen Han Yicheng who liked to talk so much.

In front of her, he was like a mobile phone intelligent machine, only passively responding to his own questions.

I have never heard such a gentle tone from him. Even when he forgot her birthday and said sorry, his tone was similar to that of adding an extra ham sausage to the aunt at the pancake stand by the door.

Even after school every night, she was waiting for him at the corner next to the school, and once she walked out of the school a little later because of something, he would not leave her one more minute.

In fact, she suffered a lot of grievances, but she always endured, always endured.

Until this evening, when I heard that he was so gentle and caring for another girl, the negative emotions in my heart suddenly couldn't be suppressed.

Like a tidal wave, it covered the whole person, bringing a sense of panic like suffocation.

And after the tide goes out, only a wet and cold self is left behind.

After a long, long time, it seemed that someone wanted to come over to replace the shift, but for some unknown reason, when he stepped away, Fang Xiazi heard the boy's soft, helpless voice beside his ear, which rang in his ear,

"Senior, there is no more paper."

......

She couldn't hold back her first tear just now.

In the gap of the clothes, I saw the person beside me hand over a tissue.

Then another one.

The third.

Many, many sheets.

......

The young man stretched out his empty hands, his tone was gentle, and there was a little bit of innocence.

"Senior, there is no more paper."

So stop crying.

Fang Xiazi was slightly startled.

Only then did I realize that there were two boys who were sitting vigil by the bonfire, and now there was only one left.

As long as she cried, he silently handed out a tissue and stayed with her for a long time.

.....Um.

A little humiliating.

So she bit her lip and held back her cry, her voice was slightly hoarse, but she raised her tone, trying to pretend to be a proud little princess.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm not so sad, I just cry casually."

The young man threw a piece of wood into the bonfire, sat lazily, and sighed slightly,

"But senpai, you're crying too casually. It's time for you now, don't you plan to save a few minutes for the day?"

...?

"what are you saying?"

The little princess frowned and was very unhappy, "Although I don't like Han Yicheng that much, he insisted on confessing to me before reluctantly agreeing to him. I don't really care about his affairs at all, but,"

She spoke for a long time, and finally sniffed, her head wrapped in a large sports suit drooped, from a circle to a depressed oval, her voice was soft.

"But I'm still a little bit...that or something, can you not make a joke about it?"

......

Quiet for a while.

There was only the sound of flames burning wood, and there was a crackling sound, and the bright little sparks seemed to jump into her heart, which was a bit scorching.

Then the boy laughed lightly.

Through the clothes, Fang Xiazi could not see his expression.

Only his sunny and charming voice could be heard clearly overhead, like the noon sun on a summer solstice, scorching hotter than a flame,

"Sister, did you know that I met Leonardo when I was on vacation in Hawaii last summer. When he chatted with me, he told me how he managed his time."

......

......

"What did he say?!!"

"He said, as for people, it's best to divide your own time degree."

The boy picked up a branch at random, hooked his lips, and drew a circle on the ground, a large circle with countless small circles inside.

A small heart is drawn in the smallest circle.

"For example, I study 20%, basketball 30%, games 20%, family 10%, friends 10%, love 10%. Love 10% Among them, one percent is sad and nine percent is happy.”

"So, minus the seven hours of sleep, let's say I meet someone who is hypocritical and doesn't know how to repent."

He paused, with a slight smile in his tone,

"I only cried for 10.2 minutes."

"Sister, you are so busy, pick a number that is auspicious and give him 4.44 seconds to spare."

......

Fang Xiazi opened his clothes expressionlessly, and stared straight at the handsome young man in front of him, his eyes gloomy.

"Leonardo really said that to you?"