The smile on the corner of the young man's mouth was extremely gentle. He was holding a box of chocolate bars in his hand and naturally sat next to the girl.

"Do you mind if I'm sitting here?" he asked softly.

An Yeran was still standing still, until the young man sat down, and then came to his senses!

Although I really want to complain that you have already sat down, for someone who has met for the first time, An Yeran thinks it’s better to forget it.

"You..." she said slightly, "Hello."

The young man said: "Hello."

The two were a little close, and An Yeran felt strange inexplicably, and she moved out unconsciously.

What is the experience of meeting someone who looks exactly the same as someone in the novel world in real life?

It should be like the paper piece of wild man you raised suddenly came out of his phone one day.

The young man naturally noticed his small behavior. A trace of darkness passed through his dark pupils, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Are you eating here alone?" asked the young man.

An Yeran nodded and sat with a person who looked like Xiao Mo, who was carved out of the same mold. It was really awkward. "I just finished eating and am ready to go back. Thank you for your tissue!" As she said that, she got up and brought the bowl, and was about to walk towards the plate.

When I turned around, I suddenly saw the cleaning lady behind me putting a "sliding carefully" sign there.

then.

An Yeran unfortunately slipped his feet.

The so-called Murphy's Law is that the more you are afraid of what happens, the easier it will happen.

When she was surrounded by the young man, An Yeran felt that this was the best bloody encounter plot of the year.

--Awkward.

Apart from embarrassment, it's still embarrassment.

*

The girl in her arms was petite and soft, and her ponytail was swung in the air, sweeping between the young man's neck, and it felt itchy.

Like a little kid.

No.

The young man's eyes were filled with a smile.

She has always been a child.

An Yeran reacted quickly and quickly broke free from the young man's arms, "Thank you!"

"Wait!" Shen Zhizhu called her.

An Yeran was slightly panicked, turned his head in confusion, and asked, "Well, is there anything else?"

Stammered.

Shen Zhizhu thought.

It means she is nervous.

Qing Young smiled and stuffed a box of chocolate bars in her hand into the pocket of her clothes. "This is for you, my colleague gave it to me just now, but I don't like it very much. Children of your age should like it more."

An Yeran blinked and stared at the chocolate bar in his bag.

"This..." She wanted to refuse, but the young man did not give her the chance to refuse.

"It's a waste for me to hold it, you can eat it." The young man stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her hair.

Just like a big brother next door.

It was estimated that this person was about 180, and An Yeran had to raise his head to see his face.

"Thank you, thank you." An Yeran said.

She placed the bowl on the dining plate processing table, turned around and found that the young man had not left yet.

He was slender and stood quietly at the door, and his pair of dark pupils seemed to have never left her.

An Yeran pursed her lips, a little confused about what this person means.

For the first time meeting, why should he be so kind to himself?

"Thank you just now," An Yeran said: "My name is An Yeran, what is your name?"

The young man pushed his glasses, lowered his head, and whispered: "My surname is Shen."

The surname is Shen.

The surname is Shen?!

An Yeran was suddenly stunned and looked at him incredibly!

With eyes facing each other, the young man's pupils were tenderness and gentleness that she couldn't understand.

"My name is Chen Zhizhu." In just five short words, they were spit out from his light-colored thin lips.

It's like a calming pill.

An Yeran breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that it is called this name.

The young man's eyes did not let go of any expression on the girl's face.

An Yeran never hides his emotions.

The silver border of the glasses reflected a cold light in the darkness, but at this time it was inexplicably stained with some temperature.

"Are you a new recruit?" Chen Zhizhu asked.

An Yeran nodded, "Yes, I just joined the army for more than a month."

"What do you like in your daily life?"

An Yeran said: "It's nothing, just play basketball, circles, etc."

From the canteen to the dormitory building, it was not far or near, and An Yeran was a little restrained along the way. After all, this person was exactly the same as Xiao Mo, and she couldn't help but think of Shen Mo.

Since my cousin can write her into the novel, she will definitely write others into it.

Maybe he is Xiao Mo's prototype.

Thinking of this, An Yeran was suddenly stunned.

If Xiao Mo has a prototype.

So, are there some minor repairs?

What would it look like?

The girl beside her fell silent for no reason, and the young man's eyes flashed and he asked softly: "What's wrong?"

An Yeran came back to his senses and said, "No, it's okay." She looked up at the sky, "It's getting late, I'm going back, goodbye!" As she said that, the girl waved at him.

Chen Zhizhu said: "Okay," his voice was extremely gentle, "Stay early."

Responded, the girl's figure quickly disappeared under the night.

*

The young man stood there.

The night wind rustled, blowing the dry leaves all over the ground.

The cold wind couldn't let him leave either.

The slender and fair hands gently caressed the heart.

He smiled.

Like a swimming fish back to the sea.

Found his home.

——It's her.

From the first glance of meeting.

He recognized it.

Living people.

Agile person.

He dared not ask for anything more or force anything.

He understands An Yeran's personality.

After all, I have lived together for so long in the fifth week.

He should have thought of it long ago.

Just see it.
To be continued...