TFboys Midsummer Fleeing Years

She indifferently shook off Su Yinuan's hand and walked to her desk alone.

"Don't pay attention to her, she is like this." Liu Yuxuan pulled Su Yinuan, she still likes this girl quite a lot.

"I know, after all, I've heard about my sister before." She smiled, she still knew Nuo Qianyi's character, and even deliberately imitated her because of her face.

"She is so famous? Tell me what kind of person she was before?" Liu Yuxuan asked.

"Senior Qianyi used to be indifferent. Basically, she only talked to Senior Duan at school." Even unimportant people can be ignored directly.

"Really?"

The two talked a lot about Nuo Qianyi's words at school, and at the same time they got to know each other well.

"Okay, stop talking, let's go to the opening ceremony." Yang Ziyin straightened her clothes, stood at the door and looked at the few people talking inside.

"En." Nuo Qianyi responded slowly, and Su Yinuan jumped in fright. She didn't expect that this cold senior would pay attention to this person, and she seemed quite familiar with her.

"Xiaoyin, Xiaoyin, here we come." Liu Yuxuan pulled Su Yinuan out, with a smile on her face, I don't know if it's true or not.

"Hi everyone, welcome to the opening ceremony of Peking University..." On the stage, the principal was talking alone, as if he didn't know what dry mouth was, and he talked for an hour.

"Xiao Yin, how can this principal talk so well? My legs are numb." Liu Yuxuan complained with her mouth pouted, and even Nuo Qianyi showed an impatient expression on her face.

Yang Ziyin looked at her watch, "There are still 10 minutes left, and I can leave right away, hold on for a while."

"Okay, next I invite student council president Yi Yang Qianxi to speak." The principal handed the microphone to Qianxi.

Su Yinuan looked at the people on the stage with bright eyes, her dream was right in front of her eyes.

"Hi everyone, I am the student council president, Yi Yang Qianxi..." The people on the stage talked for 10 minutes before slowly walking off the stage, while the familiar figure in the crowd was still looking at the stage, Little did he know that the man had left.

On campus, Yang Ziyin dragged her luggage and was about to leave. Because of her work, she couldn't stay on campus for a long time, and would only return to campus for special and important times.

"Xiao Yin." A voice sounded behind her, and she knew who it was without thinking about it, with an apologetic arc on her lips.

"Qianxi." She turned around and looked at the boy in front of her. It turned out to be like this, "I'm sorry."

Seeing her apologetic eyes, he patted her head, without a trace of blame in his tone, "What are you talking about, are you going to leave after finally coming back without getting together? Anyway, we have known each other for so many years."