Xue Yang looked up and saw Chen Ying walking toward him with a group of people.
It was nearly time for class, and this hallway was the mandatory path to their classroom. Even in the freezing weather, Chen Ying looked stunningly beautiful today. If anything, the frost and snow along the way had given her a crisp, cool air, like a flower that could be admired from afar but never touched.
Chen Ying was also taken aback when she caught sight of Xue Yang. Dressed in a fitting windbreaker, he looked tall and slender, his mature appearance holding a lethal, magnetic charm. Xue Yang had always been handsome—back in the day, he was a campus heartthrob at Huicheng No. 1 High School. It was only in his pursuit of her that he had spent those three years looking like a disheveled wreck, like a homeless drifter, causing many girls to steer clear of him.
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