This time the ace tribe, An Nuo is simply the most eye-catching existence.

The acting skills are astonishing and smart, and this video, which transitions freely from the beginning to the end, was intercepted and put on the Internet, which aroused the amazement of many people.

Especially those black people who said that the newcomer actors could not perform well in "Wulin Qiankun" were speechless, turned off the flames and silenced.

Murong Qiao looked at An Nuo's outstanding performance and bent his eyes with a smile, and couldn't help sharing it with Huo Yichen happily.

【Have you had dinner yet? ] She sent a message.

Huo Yichen returned quickly, 【I will eat later. 】

He seemed so busy that he replied with only five words, as if he was taking time to get back to her.

Murong Qiao remembered that the Department of Finance had an exam recently, and Huo Yichen became busy because of it.

The financial department is very heavy, and Huo Yichen, who is heavy, has not attended the eighth class with her in the past two days.

【morning. 】

【Good night. 】

These two sentences appeared frequently in Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen's recent chat records, occupying a lot of space.

Knowing that Huo Yichen was preparing for the exam, Murong Qiao thoughtfully did not disturb him, and changed the meeting from the beginning to video.

She is having lunch in the dormitory right now, playing video with Huo Yichen.

"Don't just focus on reading, how can you study harder if you don't eat." She cared.

In the video with Huo Yichen in the past two days, Murong Qiao saw that his desktop was empty every time, and he never saw a trace of lunch.

Huo Yichen sighed, "I've eaten."

Huo Yichen didn't intend to say that he didn't eat according to the rules in the past two days without reading a lot of materials in his hand.

He wanted Murong Qiao to feel relieved, but his stomach let out a growl, which Murong Qiao just heard.

"Have you eaten?" Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows and repeated with a smile.

Seeing him like this, Murong Qiao understood everything, he must have been busy and forgot to eat.

The lie was exposed on the spot, but Murong Qiao didn't blame Huo Yichen for deceiving himself, but felt it was funny and at the same time felt that he was actually busier than he said.

I'm afraid it's not easy even finding time to video with myself.

Huo Yichen pretended to surrender and raised his hand to promise, "I'm really too busy..."

The helpless tone coupled with the black eyes, made Murong Qiao feel distressed even more.

She wanted to urge Huo Yichen to at least eat something to replenish his energy, but she heard him say goodbye in a hurry, saying that he was going to the library.

"Goodbye." Murong Qiao had no choice but to bid farewell and hung up the phone.

But the idea of ​​letting Huo Yichen eat didn't give up. If he didn't eat well, he would suffer from stomach problems. Seeing that he didn't have class in the afternoon, Murong Qiao made a lunch box from the small kitchen attached to the dormitory, stuffed it in his school bag and went out.

The last time she came to look for Huo Yichen, she happened to know the way, so she found the location of the library smoothly.

But she was not from the finance department, so she had to ask her classmates for directions. "Hello classmate, where is the self-study room?"

"Self-study room? It's on the far left on the fourth floor." The man replied.

After asking a classmate for directions, Murong Qiao walked along the road, almost standing by the back door and saw Huo Yichen who was sitting at the back and occupying a corner by the window at the first sight.

Huo Yichen has an aura of repelling people thousands of miles away. There is no one sitting at the tables around him. He sits alone in his seat and reads a book without saying a word. His eyes are so focused that he doesn't even notice Murong Joe's undisguised gaze.

There is a large stack of books in his hand, the height almost covers him.

Murong Qiao stood at the back door for nearly two minutes, but he didn't raise his head, which shows how serious he is.

Seeing Huo Yichen like this, and also hungry, Murong Qiao felt his heart was stung, and there was dense pain.

She raised her foot and walked in without making a sound, and she didn't want to disturb other people's study. She quietly walked around from the aisle at the end and sat down beside Huo Yichen.

Sensing the presence of someone else approaching, Huo Yichen immediately frowned and raised his head to look in the direction of the movement. He was still thinking about who was so ungrateful, and saw Murong Qiao's face intrude into his field of vision.

The disgust and disgust on his face instantly turned into astonishment, as if he didn't expect Murong Qiao to appear here.

"Why, you don't want to see me?" Murong Qiao asked him in a low voice.

Huo Yichen's expression changes from the beginning to the end all fell into her eyes. Murong Qiao deliberately said such words to tease him, with a sad expression on his face.

How could Huo Yichen hate her, he quickly shook his head and denied, "No."

It's too late to like her, how could he not want to see her.

The past two days have been busy with his studies, and now seeing Murong Qiao appearing in front of him, Huo Yichen was happy and at the same time felt guilty, he couldn't help but secretly blamed himself for not taking time to accompany her.

"I'm glad you can come." He looked warm.

Huo Yichen ran under the table with one free hand to hold Murong Qiao's hand, the wide and dry palm just wrapped Murong Qiao's warm and cool hand in it, transmitting heat.

Only then did Murong Qiao put away his sad expression, looked at him with a smile, and at the same time secretly scratched his palm with the held hand.

The library needs a quiet atmosphere. The two of them had a tacit understanding and kept silent, but the hands under the table were tightly clasped, expressing their silent thoughts.

Murong Qiao carefully took the bento he made out of his schoolbag, "I remember you didn't eat."

She didn't forget her purpose of coming here in the first place.

Since it's not polite to eat something smelly in the study room, Murong Qiao just made some meat floss rice balls to fill his stomach, and waited until dinner time to eat the main meal.

The rice balls are made in a more convenient size, and a little meat floss is sandwiched inside as the theme of the taste. The balls are neatly lying in the box, which is simply a gospel for obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Taste my heart?" Murong Qiao said half-jokingly.

She picked up a rice ball and handed it to Huo Yichen's mouth. Anyway, there was no one around, and she didn't try to hide her movements.

Huo Yichen opened his mouth to eat, the rice with distinct grains had a sweet taste, the meat floss inside was revealed after being bitten open by his lips and teeth, and the aroma spread on the tip of his tongue, teasing the awakened taste buds.

His hungry stomach was also clamoring. In fact, he hadn't eaten anything since this morning.

Huo Yichen ate very seriously, savoring the taste and heart in it carefully. "delicious."

His eyes shifted from the text to the lunch box, and finally Murong Qiao's face, and the way she focused on feeding herself.

The person he likes is by his side, so he doesn't have the time to read a book right now.

"Don't eat." Murong Qiao suddenly took the initiative to stop feeding.

Sensing Huo Yichen's eyes following the bento, Murong Qiao knew that he must not have eaten enough, but the portion of the rice balls was very large, and the few rice balls just now would definitely not make him hungry anymore.

She put away the bento again, "If you have been hungry for so long, you will feel uncomfortable if you eat more."

The bento was stuffed back into the bag, and a book was taken out instead, Tagore's Asuka Collection.

Huo Yichen glanced at the title of the book, and remembered that he still had to review, with a wry smile on his face.

"Concentrate on studying—" Murong Qiao shook the book in his hand to remind him.

Murong Qiao didn't want to disturb Huo Yichen's study because of her arrival, but after staying together for one time, she couldn't bear to leave, so she simply brought a book and wanted to accompany him.

Seeing this, Huo Yichen had no choice but to focus on the books again. Fortunately, his stomach was not as empty as it was when he came here. Now that he had food at the bottom, he felt much better and allowed him to concentrate more.

It's just that he hadn't read it for a while before a note was thrust over him.

"Here." Murong Qiao whispered to him.

Perhaps it was because the temperature of the air conditioner in the study room was a bit high, which made Murong Qiao's cheeks turn a cherry color. She stuffed the note into Huo Yichen's hand, and then quickly withdrew her hand.

Huo Yichen didn't feel disturbed, but there was an indulgent smile on his face.

He opened the note and peeked at its contents.

Dark clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light.

When the black cloud is kissed by the light, it becomes a cloud in the sky.

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