Students passing by all looked sideways, stopped, stretched their necks to look at the beautiful figure standing by the fountain, and communicated with their companions.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"
"Is the school having any activities today? The fountain that hasn't been turned on for a thousand years has opened."
"It's so beautiful, those strings of lights, it feels like I'm in the Milky Way."
"It's not an event, it looks like someone is confessing their love."
"The person standing there waiting for someone is a girl. Do girls confess their love?"
"What's wrong with girls confessing their love? Confessions aren't just for boys. If you like someone, just confess. There's no gender distinction."
"Wait a minute, let me take another look. Why does that girl look so much like Xia...Xia Xi from the Architecture Department?"
"Oh my god, it's really Xia Xi!"
"That's Xia Xi, so the person she wants to confess to is..."
There is no need to say that name, everyone knows it.
Xia Xi has been pursuing Xu Yanfeng for a long time, starting from the beginning of this semester and it has been two months now. Everyone in the school knows about it, and even people from several surrounding schools have heard of it. They come to Nanjing University from time to time to ask: Has Xia Xi from your school succeeded in pursuing Xu Yanfeng?
Today is Xu Yanfeng's birthday, which is no secret. Xia Xi chose today to confess her love, which is quite thoughtful, but I don't know if she can get what she wants.
Everyone had a cell phone, and the news spread like the wind, quickly sweeping across the campus. Everyone knew that Xia Xi was waiting in the South Square tonight to confess her love to Xu Yanfeng.
Hearing the news, more and more people came to watch the fun, surrounding the place in three layers, but the male protagonist still did not appear.
"I have to say, Xia Xi is stunning tonight!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.
Next to Xia Xi was a fountain. The water droplets flying into the air sparkled with tiny spots of light under the refraction of the light. She wore a bright raspberry red off-shoulder sweater, a dark gray wool skirt in the style of old money, black short boots, and her slightly curly long hair was scattered behind her. Stars of light fell on her, dyeing the fur edge of her dress with a hazy golden light. She looked like a glowing furry little fox.
A little fox with divine power.
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