Chapter 11 Chapter 11 You are my lover in the previous life.

Fu Xize did not take the pot of succulents. He raised his eyelids and stared at Xin Ai without blinking.

Xin Ai is dressed in blue and white today, with a white base shirt, a light blue denim jacket, blue jeans, and blue and white Nike shoes. His facial features are bright, his skin is so white that it reflects light, and there is an obvious smile in his eyes. He is holding a pot of succulents, looking clean, fresh and summery.

Because he had just run downstairs, his breathing was a little disordered, and the sapphire earrings hidden under his long reddish-brown hair swayed slightly... Xin Ai was so beautiful that he looked like she had walked out of a campus comic, which was not very real.

Fu Xize's mind instantly flashed back to Xin Ai's smiling face, which he had seen countless times before. However, they were just ordinary classmates. It was only from last night that he was suddenly seen by the prince, and then he became involved.

Fu Xize vaguely realized that something would happen between him and Xin Ai, but when all this started to happen, when Xin Ai waited for him in front of the teaching building and brought him a pot of succulents as a "greeting gift", Fu Xize was still confused and puzzled: "Are you serious?"

Xin Ai looked him in the eyes calmly, without any dodging, and her tone was crisp and resounding: "What else? I never joke with people like this. When I said I wanted to pursue you, I meant to start pursuing you seriously."

After a pause, Xin Ai continued, "Fu Xize, from last night till now, I have been very sober, and I want to be with you."

Fu Xize was confused and bewildered by Xin Ai's repeated confessions. Fu Xize couldn't help but ask a very earthy question: "Why me?"

Xin Ai was also struck by the question, and he gave an even more earthy answer with a smile: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Fu Xize always spoke frugally: "The truth."

Xin Ai stared at this familiar face, his emotions suddenly began to fluctuate. Fate has always been strange and unpredictable. He and Fu Xize have been together for eight years, but now that everything has started over, they have become complete strangers. Xin Ai's voice became hoarse and tight: "You are my lover in my previous life."

Fu Xize's lips twitched fiercely: "This is even more false than a lie, you might as well say that you fell in love with me at first sight."

Xin Ai laughed: "...Lies are the reason why I fell in love with you at first sight."

Fu Xize's brows suddenly furrowed deeply. Tsk, this prince said he was pursuing him, but he was too lazy to even coax him. Fu Xize suddenly didn't want to pay attention to him. He walked past Xin Ai and went upstairs to the classroom for this class.

Xin Ai was helpless: "..."

He also knew that no one would believe in stories about lovers in previous lives, but this was indeed the truth. To say that it was love at first sight was a lie. Xin Ai disdained to lie, but rebirth was too absurd and bizarre for Xin Ai to explain.

Xin Ai sighed in his heart and trotted to catch up with Fu Xize.

The attack started off badly in the morning and should have been a failure, but it was actually not so bad. Xin Ai had a rough idea of ​​Fu Xize's character when he was young and was prepared for a protracted battle.

Moreover, he didn't know if it was his love filter, but he felt that Fu Xize had been very good to him. Fu Xize didn't even refuse firmly. Although he was still aloof and liked to pretend to be cool, he didn't ignore him. You know, Fu Xize always ignored his suitors as if they were air. This man has been a loner and selfish since he was a child, and he ignored everyone.

Xin Ai followed Fu Xize closely and began to mutter in a low voice, "Don't you like me? I think I'm pretty and suitable for a relationship."

Fu Xize: “…”

What kind of narcissistic statement is this?!

Also, do they have this kind of problem?

The problem between them is that he has been straight for eighteen years and has never thought about falling in love, let alone falling in love with a man. Suddenly, a man wants to have sex with him. He admired and had a good impression of this man for the first eighteen years, but the reason why this man wants to have sex with him is... he has been chasing his idol for three years but was rejected.

How embarrassing!

If Fu Xize really wanted to talk to someone, he would not only have to turn himself gay, but also convince himself to be a spare tire for the prince to play with.

As for feelings? I just met you yesterday and you're talking to me about feelings?!

Xin Ai thought again of the pot of succulent plants that he had carefully selected. He had his reasons for choosing succulent plants.

In his previous life, Fu Xize had raised a pot of succulent plants for many years. Xin Ai had seen Fu Xize watering and fertilizing the plants and changing the soil regularly to prevent the soil from becoming compacted more than once.

If he were to start over again in this life, Xin Ai would seize the opportunity to let Fu Xize grow the succulents he gave him. Humph, he is so unreasonable. I won’t accept it, but I will keep it to myself.

Besides, sending succulents does not have as strong an ambiguous connotation as sending flowers, and is not easily rejected. The prince is still a bit fragile.

Thinking like this, Xin Ai handed the pot of plump succulents to Fu Xize: "Don't you want a gift? I thought you would like it. It looks cute and is easy to grow. Just water it and change the soil once every one or two years. It's very suitable for lazy people."

Fu Xize: “…”

I know I'm lazy and only worthy of growing succulents, you don't need to tell me.

Seeing that Fu Xize was still indifferent, Xin Ai simply moved his face closer to Fu Xize and said pitifully, "And I am as beautiful and easy to support as my gift."

Fu Xize: “…”

Fu Xize glanced at the handsome and noble prince and thought, what a misunderstanding you have about yourself, you are the most difficult person to raise.

Seeing that Fu Xize always ignored him, Xin Ai was a little sulky. He started to talk nonsense and tried to provoke him: "Why don't you say anything, Fu Xize, are you trying to hook me? That's right, it's a rare opportunity, you should really enjoy my pursuit."

Fu Xize choked: "..."

How shameless does one have to be to think that his pursuit can be enjoyed by others.

Fu Xize didn't enjoy it at all, just the chaos of his peaceful and calm life being broken.

Fu Xize finally stopped and looked at Xin Ai.

I have reached the floor where the class is held. The early morning light is pouring in. This is a top-notch university in the country with strong financial support. The teaching building is bright and tidy with clean windows.

Xin Ai stood in the warm golden light of autumn, which only made his skin look white, translucent and beautiful.

When Fu Xize saw this face, he suddenly forgot why he was angry. He held it in for a long time and finally said, "I'm going to class."

After saying this, Fu Xize strode to the classroom.

Xin Ai followed as a matter of course.

Fu Xize sensed the little tail behind him, and inexplicably had a feeling that "he runs away, he chases, he can't escape even if he has wings."

This thought was quite bizarre. Fu Xize quickly shook off these distracting thoughts and pushed open the classroom door.

In the first year of college, there are not many professional courses, but many general education courses. Modern universities seem to be committed to cultivating all-round talents. Advanced mathematics, English, physical education... No matter whether you need them or not, they will just give them to you all at once. Fu Xize's class this morning is "Linear Algebra".

In the first class of a new semester, the professor will usually briefly talk about the basic situation of the class, give some reference books, leave contact information, and then call on students by name.

The class of Linear Algebra happened to be at the roll call stage. Fu Xize's last name had the first letter at the front, and his student ID number was also at the front, so the professor quickly called him: "Fu Xize."

No one answered.

The professor pointed again: "Fu Xize."

The classroom door happened to be pushed open, and Fu Xize stood at the door and answered loudly: "Here we are."

The professor had not expected this to happen, and immediately said with a smile: "It's better to be lucky than to be early, right?"

The whole class burst into laughter.

The professor still gave Fu Xize a √, and then smiled at this handsome guy who was late for half a class but managed to get to class on time, and said, "Come in!"

Fu Xize was used to being late, so this situation was nothing to him. He didn't seem embarrassed at all and just strode to the back row of the classroom.

Xin Ai had been following Fu Xize. Now, she followed him in and closed the door quietly.

The professor took a quick glance and exclaimed, "There's another one."

Xin Ai was teased by the professor but she took it lightly. As an art student who would skip classes to sketch and was rebellious at heart, she once stood under the national flag and made a self-criticism in front of all the teachers and students in the school. She was just late, and it wasn't even her class. It was very common for Xin Ai.

The professor then called the roll.

Fu Xize considers himself a poor student and does not like studying. He is tall and has always sat in the last row since kindergarten. Even when he went to college, he chose to sit in the last row for class. He does not like socializing and chose a seat when no one else was sitting in the entire row.

Xin Ai sat next to him naturally.

Fu Xize thought for a second, then took out the textbooks and arranged them, then stuffed his schoolbag into the desk pocket. Then, Fu Xize seemed to feel uncomfortable sleeping with books on the desk, so he pushed the "Introduction to Linear Algebra" towards Xin Ai, and then he lay down on the desk to sleep.

Xin Ai was used to this. He recalled how Xu You mentioned Fu Xize in high school. "Fu Xize, that's a god in our high school, the god of sleep."

The sleepyhead from the Affiliated High School always sleeps openly regardless of the occasion. He never hides the fact that he sleeps in class. He just sleeps on his stomach without a book on the desk. When it was cold but there was no heating, Fu Xize would even bring a blanket to school and sleep wrapped in it.

Don’t ask, the answer is “I stayed up late studying last night.”

The Sleepyhead has good grades and is top-notch in math, physics and chemistry. Before the subject division, his Chinese, history and politics lagged behind, and his school ranking was very bad. After the subject division, only Chinese lagged behind, and he instantly became an excellent student.

In addition, he did well in the college entrance examination, majored in computer science, and started his own business from undergraduate school. Ten years later, he was already one of the best among his classmates.

Xin Ai thought about these trivial matters and shook his head with a smile. He took out the lunch bag and put it in the desk pocket, then put the pencil case and notebook on the table. Then he borrowed Fu Xize's teaching materials and began to attend the class seriously.

The professors at the university are more than capable of teaching him, and by listening carefully to a class he can gain some knowledge and experience.

If he were to start over again, Xin Ai would not want to repeat his past path of pursuing art, a path filled with pain and frustration. It was obvious that there was only painting left in his life, but his painting was still not as good as others. That feeling was heartbreaking.

Xin Ai still paints, but he can only do it as a hobby. As for his main career, he plans to study economics. He is still young and his future is full of infinite possibilities, so it is not a problem for him to change careers now.

"Linear Algebra" is a very basic subject in advanced mathematics. Xin Ai did not feel any pressure in learning it. Occasionally, he would get distracted and draw a few random strokes on the blank space in the notebook.

The class passed quickly, and during the five-minute break, Fu Xize... woke up on time.

Xin Ai was amazed at this skill, and then he thought of something else and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Fu Xize had just woken up and was in a daze, but his stomach began to move and made slight sounds. He got up late and had no time to buy breakfast.

Xin Ai took out the lunch bag and said, "I brought a lunch from home. Just eat something to fill your stomach."

As he said that, he opened the lunch bag, took out the box of shrimps, picked up some with chopsticks and fed them to Fu Xize.

Fu Xize looked at Xin Ai's lunch bag and immediately remembered all the interesting things about the Xin family's lunch boxes.

Xin Ai is a good kid. He has brought his own lunch box every day since kindergarten. At first, they all thought that this rich young master's family food was too delicious and he was not used to eating out. But after getting to know each other, they were all surprised by the young master's lunch box.

Xu You was also surprised when he mentioned it. "His steak is not fried, but baked in the oven. After it is baked, they don't even sprinkle pepper on it. The shrimp is always boiled and never seasoned. The carbohydrates are always corn, sweet potato, pumpkin, whole wheat bread, brown rice, etc. The fruits are always pitaya and cherry tomatoes. I have eaten Xin Ai's bento, and it has no taste at all. But Xin Ai has been eating this thing since he was a child. I really sympathize with him. The prince of our Beijing circle lives like that."

The lunch boxes at Xin Ai's house are definitely not bad, but Xin Ai's friends are either rich or noble, a bunch of spoiled young men. How could they look down on such lunch boxes? Since junior high school, they have been ordering meals from high-end restaurants that do not do take-out and have the drivers deliver them to school at noon. A casual lunch costs four figures, and they don't even blink an eye to spend five figures when eating out.

Fu Xize had also eaten this kind of bento.

Maybe it’s because of hunger. When you are extremely hungry, you instinctively feel that the first bite of food you eat is delicious.

So much so that even after many years, Fu Xize still missed the lunch boxes at Xin Ai's house, but he never had the chance to eat them. He and Xin Ai were not in the same circle, so naturally he would not deliberately try to make friends with her.

While thinking, Xin Ai picked up a piece of shrimp with chopsticks and put it to his mouth.

Fu Xize was lost in his memories, and when he came to his senses, he had already eaten it in one gulp.