Mo Huanhuan watched with excitement as the player executed the skillful "Flowing Clouds Flick" maneuver, noting the meticulous attention to detail in every movement.
[Team][Mo Huanhuan]: I didn't expect you to be such a pro! Are you leveling up an alt account? Your skills are amazing!
[Team][Flowing Clouds Flick]: Yeah, I was bored, so I leveled up a new account for fun.
[Team][Mo Huanhuan]: Wow, it really is! Master, please protect me!
[Team] [A Swift Stroke of Clouds]; ...
[Team] [Mo Huanhuan]: Master, shall we do a dungeon together again next time?
[With a flick of his wrist], he left the group.
"What? What's wrong with this person? He suddenly stopped talking and left the team...? Did I say something wrong?" Mo Huanhuan looked completely bewildered and read the conversation between the two again.
"Wait a minute, I didn't say anything offensive. I just invited him to run a dungeon together next time, why did he suddenly leave the party without saying anything? It's so inexplicable!"
Mo Huanhuan felt this person was really strange, but the dungeon was already finished. She was getting bored again, so she decided to log off to avoid encountering such a strange person again and getting angry. She'd rather wait for Di Ruhua to log on and play with her.
Meanwhile, Di Ruhua, also known as Jiang Hua, was fast asleep. She had just fallen asleep when she started dreaming about being invited to join a gang.
As soon as she joined the gang, someone started chatting with her.
[Private Chat] [Rising Star]: Why are you so late logging on today?
[Private Chat] [Di Ruhua]: Went to buy rabbit food with my roommate.
[Private Chat] [Rising Star]: A rabbit? That's so cute! Where does it usually live?
[Private Chat] [Di Ruhua]: My dorm.
In her dream, Jiang Hua, sitting in front of the computer, suddenly fell silent. The scene shifted to when she was still in high school.
Surrounded by desks and chairs from her high school days, Jiang Hua stroked her own desk, recalling the countless test papers she had worked on there. Her arduous yet fulfilling high school life had truly given her a great deal of experience.
Looking at the youthful faces of her high school classmates around her, Jiang Hua felt as if she had truly returned to her high school days.
A gentle spring breeze blew outside the window, and soft sunlight spilled onto the playground. Along the green belt beside the synthetic track, rows of holly trees stood in neat formation. Occasionally, a willow tree stood there, its bare branches sprouting tender green buds.
Jiang Hua felt as if she had returned to the spring of her seventeenth year. She looked at the class monitor on the podium shouting "Youth! Dreams! Hope!" and at her classmates chatting idly in groups of three or five.
Some students were still diligently working on their "Three Years of College Entrance Examination and Five Years of Simulation" practice books; some were copying other students' notes; some were huddled in the back row, hiding behind stacks of reference books, secretly reading comic books; some were whispering with their best friends, excitedly talking about what great equipment they had acquired the previous night after staying up all night.
He sat next to Jiang Hua, the boy named Gu Yiming. Gu Yiming was seventeen years old, with a slightly immature face, a clean and tidy school uniform, and reference books and test papers neatly arranged on the corner of his desk. Jiang Hua looked at Gu Yiming against the light, focusing on the profile of his face.
"So Gu Yiming was already this handsome back then. I didn't even realize it until now." Jiang Hua's lips curled up as she murmured to herself.
Jiang Hua propped her head up with one hand, tilting her head to look at Gu Yiming. Gu Yiming seemed to be diligently taking notes from the previous class. His focused profile was truly handsome, and Jiang Hua couldn't resist reaching out to touch his cheek. Before she could even touch him, she saw Gu Yiming turn his head, presenting the back of his head to Jiang Hua.
It was only then that Jiang Hua realized that someone was calling Gu Yiming.
"Gu Yiming." It was a girl with two ponytails, big, watery eyes, long, curled eyelashes, and a small, delicate nose that looked so pretty. Her bright red lips were coated with a glossy lipstick, probably strawberry-flavored; even through Gu Yiming, Jiang Hua could smell the strawberry lipstick.
"Gu Yiming," the girl called again. But Gu Yiming only looked up at her when he heard her voice, without saying a word.
"Gu Yiming, can you come out? I want to say a few words to you." The girl seemed excited, and the two rosy cheeks on her face looked so innocent and cute.
"Just say what you want to say, I'm still busy." Gu Yiming glanced at the girl, then lowered his head to take notes.
The girl was silent for a moment, then, as if she had mustered up a lot of courage, she leaned close to Gu Yiming's ear and nervously said, "Um... Gu Yiming! I... I like... I like you!"
The voice wasn't too loud or too soft; the other students in the class were all busy with their own things, and no one noticed what was happening. Jiang Hua, however, heard it clearly.
Hearing the girl say that, Gu Yiming turned to look at her. But the girl was leaning close to his ear, wanting to say something more. Just like that, the moment Gu Yiming turned his head, the girl leaned in, and their lips met.
Gu Yiming was shocked, the girl blushed, and Jiang Hua was incredulous.
Then the girl ran out with a blush on her face. Gu Yiming shook his head in annoyance and continued taking notes. Jiang Hua felt as if a thorn had been stuck in her heart.
The scene shifts again, and Jiang Hua, with her long, flowing black hair, stands by the edge of the playground, wearing a navy blue school uniform skirt, watching the sunset. A gentle breeze stirs her soft hair. Gu Yiming stares at Jiang Hua's back, mesmerized, and walks over to her side.
"Jiang Hua." Gu Yiming's pleasant voice rang out.
Jiang Hua didn't answer him, but simply turned to look at him. This man—she was moved by him, and she felt heartache for him. She gave Gu Yiming a radiant smile, a smile that seemed to melt even glaciers.
Gu Yiming, that icy iceberg, was truly melted by Jiang Hua's smile. Gu Yiming held a paper rose he had folded himself and handed it to Jiang Hua.
"Jiang Hua, I like you."
"Jiang Hua, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Jiang Hua, I will always protect you and love you."
"Jiang Hua, be with me."
Hearing Gu Yiming's heartfelt confessions, Jiang Hua was deeply moved. This iceberg would actually say such sweet words to me! Just as she was about to accept Gu Yiming's proposal, an image of Gu Yiming kissing that big-eyed girl suddenly flashed into her mind.
The girl said she liked Gu Yiming, and Gu Yiming even kissed her.
They kissed.
But Gu Yiming is still confessing his love to me now.
Jiang Hua suddenly felt nauseous and pointed at Gu Yiming, saying viciously, "You think you can pursue me with a face like that? You're dreaming! I'd rather fall in love with a pig than be with you!"
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