Little Jiaojiao is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Young Marshal

It was the hot end of August, and outside the gate of University A, a large welcome spot was set up. Yao Zhi was dragging her suitcase. The weather in Beijing was still sweltering, and her plain white and delicate face was flushed from the sun.

The welcome point for physics is located outside. A group of physics seniors dressed like dogs were sweating profusely in the sun. As a result, all the rough guys who were rougher than them were waiting. All the beautiful girls ran away to other majors.

There was only one young man, he was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, the hem of his white shirt was tucked into his thin waist, his slender waistline was clearly defined and attractive.

Tall and tall, with a pair of cold and clear eyes under the slender eyelashes, half of the body is hidden in the shadow, and the other half of the body is soaked in the sun. The finger holding the registration form is long and slender, with well-defined bones, and his face is even more handsome.

In this hot summer, he seemed to have a cool air, and he had a somewhat distant air that could only be seen from a distance but not played with.

"There are so few girls this year."

"That's right, it's useless to bring Brother Xu here this year."

Shen Xu reached out for a bottle of water, raised his head, and his Adam's apple slid up and down clearly a few times, which was extremely attractive.

A group of elders next to them couldn't help swallowing their saliva—beauty is misleading.

"No one this year?" the boy asked lazily.

The others nodded frantically.

"Then can I go back?" Shen Xu asked with one hand on the back of the chair, raising his eyebrows.

"No way, Brother Xu, you are sitting here, there are girls from other departments who have nothing to do to get together, brother, maybe you can find a trick to talk about a girlfriend." The boy on the side begged bitterly.

Shen Xu didn't speak, just continued to lean on the chair, with his long legs draped casually, taking in the sunshine.

I don't know why, but his heart is always a little restless today, maybe it's because of the hot weather, his chest is uncomfortable, and he has a flustered sense of urgency.

—He is waiting for someone.

Who are you waiting for? Shen Xu didn't know.

...

When the sun came down, Yao Zhi was still waiting for someone. There are so many people here, and the welcome points are everywhere, she couldn't find where the Department of Chinese Language and Literature was.

She was dazzled by it, and finally decided to ask the orientation office of another department at random.

"Senior, hello." Yao Zhi stretched out her hand to brush away her wet temple hair, her face was soft and delicate, "Do you know where the welcome point of Chinese language and literature is?"

Yuan Cong, who was sitting at the front, raised his eyes, and he froze in place for an instant.

I...fuckfuckfuckfuck

This school girl is so fucking beautiful! It's so beautiful that it's outrageous!

He quickly reached out and pulled Du Zheng's clothes. Du Zheng subconsciously said, "I'll fuck your mother..." The moment he looked up and saw Yao Zhi, he swallowed all the swear words and stopped talking.

Du Zheng immediately put on a bright smile: "Sister, do you need help from senior?"

Yao Zhi showed a little smile, and Yue Yaer's eyes were clear: "Senior, I want to ask where is the Department of Chinese Language and Literature?"

Du Zheng was overwhelmed with excitement: "I..." He was about to speak, when suddenly, a hand with strong bones stretched out from the side, and directly grabbed Yao Zhi's suitcase, and the boy's voice was bright: "Sister, senior will take you go."

Yao Zhi looked up in a daze, and saw the young man's delicate and handsome chin and half of his cold face.

She made a foolish "ah", and then saw that there seemed to be a little smile in the eyes of this cold senior, and he said softly: "Sister, you always look at senior like this, senior will be shy."

Yao Zhi's face turned translucently red in an instant, and even her small earlobes were slightly flushed.

"Let's go." Shen Xu clasped the back of her head with a cool palm, and dragged Yao Zhi's suitcase with the other hand.

Yao Zhi covered her burning face, still a little unresponsive, her mind was buzzing, and she just followed Shen Xu's pace and walked forward.

The group of old men behind were dumbfounded.

"No, I'm not mistaken, Brother Xu flirting with a girl?" Du Zheng was heartbroken, "Such a beautiful girl!"

Yuan Cong on the side opened his mouth to attack: "Even if brother Xu doesn't make a move, that girl can't follow you."

Du Zheng still looked sad.

"But it's really strange." Yuan Cong hissed, "Brother Xu has been single for three years, how many beautiful girls have confessed to him in the past three years, and none of them agreed. If this really happens..."

Du Zheng also said: "If this really happens..."

The two looked at each other, inhaled together, and their faces were shocked.

At this time, Shen Xu had successfully sent Yao Zhi to the welcome point of Chinese language and literature. The little girl's porcelain-white face was still red, she said "thank you", and then stretched out her thin and soft fingers, thinking Take the suitcase.

Shen Xu's hand holding the suitcase shrank back, and Yao Zhi immediately jumped into the air. Coincidentally, he threw himself into Shen Xu's arms.

A smile floated on Shen Xu's face, and he put his arms around her waist. He bent down, his waist line slightly curved, his handsome eyebrows drooped, making Yao Zhi's face even redder.

But Shen Xu still didn't let go, and the young man's ambiguous breath rushed to her ear: "Junior girl, I'm all in my arms, should you consider leaving a contact information for the senior, huh?"

As soon as he finished his notes, Yao Zhi felt his whole ear go numb.

She was so ashamed that she was almost speechless, but Shen Xu laughed.

In the end, Shen Xu took a pen and wrote down his phone number on a piece of paper, and stuffed it into Yao Zhi's hand. Before the little girl could react, he walked away.

Yao Zhi was dumbfounded, and spread out the white paper in her palm, a series of numbers were very clear on the white paper, she was confused, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder, and Yao Zhi was taken aback.

As soon as she turned her head, she bumped into a senior who was wearing a welcome uniform. The other person's face was full of gossiping excitement, and her eyes were shining: "Sister..."

She paused, and slightly restrained the exaggerated expression on her face: "You and Senior Shen Xu, you..."

Shen Xu? That senior is called Shen Xu?

At the same time, Yao Zhi could see that she had misunderstood something, she waved her hands again and again: "Senior just brought me here, I don't know him."

"That's it..." The senior seemed a little disappointed, and saw the notice in Yao Zhi's hand again, and asked, "Sister, which department are you from?"

"Chinese language and literature." Yao Zhi answered obediently.

The senior sister said "ah": "That's just right, I'm a welcome student."

The senior sister dragged Yao Zhi to the registration point with great enthusiasm, took her all the way to take care of everything comprehensively, and then sent her to the dormitory.

Yao Zhi is very grateful to her, it would be even better if she didn't show gossip all the time.

After the busy day was finally over, Yao Zhi and her roommate got to know each other pretty much. Everyone is very friendly. Since Yao Zhi is the youngest, only seventeen years old, and she is delicate and cute, everyone likes her very much.

After Shen Xu went back, he was absent-minded all the time, staring at the hand that hugged the little girl just now in a daze, and the corners of his mouth were still raised.

I always feel that I have seen her somewhere, and I always feel that I... seem to like her very much.

The indistinct gloom in the morning has long since disappeared. Shen Xu only knows that when he saw her for the first time, saw her beautiful and delicate face, and her crooked crescent eyes, Shen Xu felt that these Everything should be his.

"Brother Xu, Brother Xu." Yuan Cong came over and patted him on the shoulder, "What do you think of that school girl just now?"

Shen Xu didn't disappoint him, he gave a "tsk" and said directly, "I'm chasing."

Then he raised his eyebrows again, and said in a low voice, "Tell Du Zheng to be more honest. Let him do the homework for this semester's experiment by himself."

Yuan Cong looked like this.

He tried his best to suppress the boiling mood in his heart, sat back to his original place, and conveyed Shen Xu's words to Du Zheng.

Du Zheng swears directly, and said in disbelief: "What about our brotherhood? So fragile?!"

Didn't he just send a call to the beautiful sister!

one semester! One semester!

Yuan Cong smiled.

Brother Xu and Zhizhi will remember the events of the previous life in this life, and the cutie who can't accept the ending of the abuse can regard this episode as the finale.

Yesterday someone said that porridge was being abused by force. What I want to say is that this is completely unnecessary. First of all, most readers now actually prefer Xiaotianwen. Writing abuse is actually not good for myself and the performance of this book. Not only that, but also being scolded, so I really have no reason to force abuse .

Secondly, this ending is like this in my outline. Whether it was the wedding that was originally planned to be held with Chen Qianzong or the new house that Brother Xu had started preparing early on, there were many things, including Brother Xu's illness, which were foreshadowing.

In Congee’s heart, I just want to share such a story with you, maybe you think it’s not good because Congee’s writing skills are not enough. But Brother Xu’s life, I think it’s actually a happy life. No one defines that the rebirth text and the redemption text need to be he. What’s more, in Brother Xu’s heart, Zhizhi and him have never been separated, no matter whether his little girl is still there or not. She is the whole meaning of Brother Xu's tenderness and love for the world.

This is a not-so-perfect but certainly great love. Maybe some cuties don’t feel that way because of the lack of writing power of Porridge Porridge, but thank you for being with this story until now.

In the next life, we still meet and I still love you.

Congee congee loves you, kiss one by one.