Everyone may have many crushes in their life, and they may rotate within a certain period of time.

A secret love has nothing to do with others, the most important thing is that you feel secretly happy.

In one sentence, it is-

I'm the man you can't get.

Xia Yuan’s crush is actually changing. When I was in junior high school, I thought this girl looked good and was often bullied by herself, so I liked her.

Later, I didn't like it because I felt that two people who are good-looking but have poor academic performance would become particularly promising.

It is also possible that I like someone just because when she went on stage to wipe the blackboard, a large piece of red ink was stained with her school pants.

In short, there are millions of reasons to like someone.

There are millions of reasons to no longer like a person.

Ye Shumeng is such a girl, who combines good looks, good grades and red ink.

In high school, the seats were rotated. Ye Shumeng sat in the front row of Xia Yuan that time. Because she was on duty, she had to wipe the blackboard before the second class began. I don’t know why there was a large red stain behind her, so Xia Yuan took off her top and asked her to tie her around her waist.

It was a hot summer, and the cicadas outside were chirping happily.

There were two kittens playing on the windowsill.

The students playing football on the playground all wiped the hot sweat from their faces.

When the wind blows the curtains in the classroom, it is full of warm and hot air.

Because he only had one school uniform and T-shirt, in the second class, he only wore a small black vest and was called to the balcony and was punished by the teacher to stand.

The feelings at that time were innocent, so innocent that you must protect others no matter how much harm you suffer.

Xia Yuan had a crush on Ye Shumeng for a year and a half, and one day he suddenly stopped liking her.

Maybe it's because Ye Shumeng is not actually pretty, and she is not as beautiful as Fang Chang.

Maybe it’s because they are really people from two worlds, one has too good grades and the other has too bad grades.

Maybe it's because...

"Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan come here."

A voice woke him up from his thoughts.

Fang Chang cut her short hair neatly, wearing a short skirt and a white T-shirt, and she was as lively as a tomboy.

She booked a party hall with a separate room, which can play chess and cards, table football, or sing. There is a small freezer in the room, where drinks are taken and taken as you like. There is a large automatic mahjong table in the middle and a small golf track next to it.

Xia Yuan went to the appointment alone, but they didn't say they wanted to take care of their family members. I guess he would get married so early.

As soon as I opened the door, I glanced at it sporadically and found that there seemed to be more than a dozen people in the room.

But before he could see clearly, Fang Chang stood up and greeted him.

"Come on, come on."

At parties, girls always seem more lively and relaxed than boys, especially for people like Fang Chang who are interested in socializing. If you don’t have any requirements, she can help you arrange everything, just like your mother.

As Xia Yuan walked over, his eyes swept around.

There were two boys playing table football, and there were also a few who were watching behind them with drinks.

There is no one who plays golf and pretends.

No one has ever sang to moisten the scene. At the chess and card tables, men and women were sitting and playing board games, and a few people were playing mahjong on the other side.

Xia Yuan knows most people here, after all, they are high school classmates.

But there are some people who don’t remember the names very much, only a little impression.

Of course, they might not be able to remember Xia Yuan, but just looked at him with strange eyes, nodding and bowing to each other.

Xia Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart—

Being an actor is really a failure, and even his classmates don’t know him very much.

This is probably the experience of an 18th-tier actor. Do you think you have been struggling in the circle for a few years and have also filmed scenes with some big-name stars and used as a stand-in for xxx.

But in the eyes of your classmates, you are actually the idiot who sang in the boys' dormitory at night and accidentally fell soap from the balcony while washing clothes.

I thought I had been taking advantage of the popularity of Yui before, and there was a little space in the news. At least when I walked in, I should have returned home in glory. Everyone greeted me and worshiped me. No matter how bad the students were, they should have a look of envy, jealousy and hatred on their faces.

But none of this happened.

I can only say that this group is so young that they don’t know who Genyui is.

Moreover, the reputation of the Demon Hunter is not very good. Although Xia Yuan is a highlight of the lackluster, the acting skills of several leading actors are too awkward, and the director and screenwriter have already been outdated in the creative concept, the Demon Hunter finally only received a 5.4 score, which is a little better than a bad movie. It was quite popular when it was broadcast, but it was completely out of reach.

So it is understandable that these students don’t care much about Xia Yuan’s [becoming a star]. Perhaps they don’t know what Xia Yuan is doing now.

Fang Chang and several other people were sitting on the sofa playing board games. The sofa was in a concave shape, and Xia Yuan could see a row of heads in the direction he walked over.

When he saw the people sitting with his back to him, his eyes suddenly stopped.

He was so familiar with one of the girls with a ponytail and a round head. Xia Yuan had been in high school for three years and sat behind Ye Shumeng for at least half of the time. He often looked at the round head in front of him, and from time to time he wanted to touch the shoulder straps that were faintly visible in the school uniform with his fingers.

When everyone heard Fang Chang's name called Xia Yuan, they turned their heads.

This made him see the familiar face again.

After 4 years, it is normal to say that there is a big change. Compared to Ye Shumeng in high school, she can dress up more now.

Ye Shumeng was wearing a red and white plaid shirt, a small decorative tie on the neckline, and a small white skirt on the lower body, and her whole body exuded a British style.

Her appearance is not very beautiful, but her head is full and her facial features are pure and three-dimensional, and a bookish atmosphere is revealed from her bones.

At this time, Xia Yuan suddenly remembered that after graduating from high school, he seemed to have heard that Ye Shumeng went to study in the UK.

Ye Shumeng smiled with a pursed lips, then turned around and continued to play the board game.

Speaking of which, such a party is indeed quite simple, and it is not for Xia Yuan alone, so there is no problem with the protagonist today. Everyone greeted him lightly and had a classmate.

Xia Yuan’s arrival was actually just a resting talisman in the middle of this reunion symphony. When he sat down, the melody rang again.

Oops...

When he could look directly at Ye Shumeng, Xia Yuan felt that everything had passed, but for some reason he felt a little sad.

What makes me heartbroken is—

It seems that I really don't have much fame.

...

Everyone is 21 or 22 years old, basically they graduate from college or graduate school. Only a few people start their own businesses early, but the reunion of classmates at this age is relatively simple.

On the one hand, I am very student-centered, after all, I have not completely escaped from the campus environment.

On the other hand, they don’t have much social resources in their hands, so they don’t get together to compete and don’t pay much attention to each other’s social resources. At this time, students don’t have any concept of money in their minds.

Not to mention material and power.

What made Xia Yuan feel a little relaxed was that this party was just a contact between classmates and simply chatting. No one forced arguing with others, and no one would come to the door to humiliate Xia Yuan like other vulgar words to be slapped in the face.

But the small group feeling is quite obvious.

People with good relationships will naturally be closer to those with good relationships. For example, the atmosphere of playing mahjong groups and board games is different.

What was shouting there was, "Are you planning? I'll beat you soon. I'll pinch the evil spirit and don't give it to Hu, right? I'm going to eat your chicken!"

"Get out, your 20,000 or 50,000 yuan is a bad brand. Can you be a jerk?"

The board game group here is playing the high IQ of the werewolf killing. Everyone looks serious and reasons seriously, not missing a trace of details, but the language is very cautious and elegant.

Xia Yuan came late and couldn't join for a while. Fang Chang was just thrown to death. She was bored sitting alone on the sofa, so she quickly pulled him down.

Sitting on the upper right side of the concave font, you can see Ye Shumeng as soon as you look up.

Please close your eyes when it's dark next time. When the judge asked the werewolf to open his eyes, Xia Yuan was drinking a drink when he saw Ye Shumeng raising his head. The two of them looked at each other, but the girl turned her eyes away first.

Xia Yuan thought to himself, Damn, I am not even worried about anyone I have a crush on, you are so panicked.

...

After playing two games of werewolf killing, Xia Yuan quickly integrated into this circle.

After a while, the snacks came up and the singing time came. Everyone sat together, but didn't play much games, so they started chatting.

When it gets a little warmer, the feeling I felt in high school will come back.

Many people praised Ye Shumeng for dressing very elegantly. She was a top student in her class. She studied abroad for four years in college, but she didn't see her much. Now, when she came back, a group of people felt very friendly.

"By the way, what major are you studying in which school?"

Ye Shumeng was gentle and gently drank a small sip of orange juice through a straw. After swallowing it completely, she said, "Birmingham University, studying hotel management."

"Ah?" One of the boys looked at her with regret and a little luck, "Will you go to work as a hotel waiter after graduation?"

"This..." Ye Shumeng tsk her lips, not knowing how to answer him.

"Li Shujian, are you stupid?"

Zhao Gang patted Li Shujian's head with his hand, "Don't he talk about it anymore? Hotel management, I will be a lobby manager after graduation. Can you arrange the shift for others?"

"Well... it's right," Ye Shumeng smiled, "Anyway, they are all serving the people."
To be continued...