Chapter 916 Childhood Sweetheart Refuses to Let Childhood Sweetheart Have a Bad Ending Script (50)
Shen Mingda was a little curious, but seeing that Brother Feng didn't seem to know why he was irritable, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Brother Feng, the college entrance exam is coming up soon, which university are you planning to go to?"
Xie Yingfeng casually found a place to sit down, her slightly damp bangs covering half of her peach blossom eyes, her voice lazy, "It doesn't matter, I'll go wherever Tian Tian goes."
Shen Mingda couldn't help but say, "Brother Feng, don't you think it'll be hard to find a girlfriend if you're always with Tian Tian around?"
Xie Yingfeng frowned. "How old are you? You want to be in a relationship already?"
Shen Mingda blushed slightly. "To be honest, Brother Feng, I just talked to our class's academic representative a couple of days ago. But it was a secret, and I'm only telling you."
"The feeling of being in love is wonderful. I get nervous when I see her, my heart races, and I want to fly around her like a little bee."
Shen Mingda seemed like a completely different person when he mentioned these things.
Xie Yingfeng found it extremely cheesy.
Then, he suddenly remembered the love letter that Sweetie had received.
Sweetie is still young, she absolutely cannot be in a relationship too early.
After much thought, I decided I should have a serious talk with the younger students.
So, apart from that love letter, Song Jinhuan never received a second one in his wooden box.
Xie Yingfeng became increasingly focused on her studies, and aside from attending classes, he was almost always by her side.
Students at Nanfeng High School jokingly say that if you want to find Xie Xueba, you can't just look for Xie Xueba; you also need to find out where Lin Xueba is.
Wherever Lin is, Xie, the academic star, is there too.
Shen Mingda is busy studying and busy dating.
The college entrance examination was fast approaching.
Song Jinhuan didn't want to go too far from home, and Xie Yingfeng didn't have any grand ambitions.
So the two of them applied to North Wind University, which was the closest university to their home.
It only takes half an hour by high-speed rail.
Their grades were more than enough to get them into Beifeng University.
In their first year of university, Song Jinhuan was 15 years old and Xie Yingfeng was 18 years old.
Xie Yingfeng has a roommate named Tang Yubai, the president of the badminton club, who falls in love with Song Jinhuan at first sight.
"Yingfeng, what kind of boy does your sweetie like?" Tang Yubai asked somewhat awkwardly.
Xie Yingfeng had just won a game and was in a pretty good mood.
Upon hearing Tang Yubai's question, a hint of scrutiny in his eyes swept over her from head to toe, before he replied without hesitation, "Tian Tian doesn't like someone like you, so give up."
Tang Yubai was indignant upon hearing this, "I've been handsome since I was a child! My academic performance, physical fitness, and character are all pretty good, so what exactly does Tian Tian not like about me?"
"I'll change it, okay?"
The dark-haired boy's thin lips were tightly pursed; what did he dislike about him?
He couldn't explain it.
In short, he didn't like it.
Sweetie definitely wouldn't like it either.
"The game has started, don't bother me."
Xie Yingfeng spoke calmly, his slender fingers flying across the keyboard. In the blink of an eye, the game character he was controlling on the screen had already slaughtered a whole area around him.
And they acted in a way that made no distinction between friend and foe.
The ferocity in his attacks was unprecedented.
Tang Yubai touched his nose, thinking that when it comes to love, he had to rely on himself.
Xie Yingfeng felt increasingly suffocated halfway through the game, so he finished the dungeon as quickly as possible, then took his phone and left the dormitory.
When Song Jinhuan received Xie Yingfeng's call, she was fleeing a confession scene, which was practically a disaster.
It's terrifying to think about so many people holding megaphones and shouting "So-and-so, I like you."
At the entrance of the milk tea shop, a black-haired boy stood indifferently under a parasol.
The moment I saw the girl running towards me with small, quick steps, her eyes and brows softened noticeably.
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