It doesn’t matter if my confession is rejected, I still have three more days left.

Chapter 185 Little rich woman, why are you so happy today?

The delicate and agile Xia Muke was immersed in endless waiting, pouring all her expectations and longings into the familiar corridor outside the classroom.

She was lying on the slightly mottled wooden desk, her eyes like a bird waiting to return to its nest, looking through the window frame at the hope in the distance.

The sunlight shines through the glass on her profile, reflecting a touch of expectation and desire.

Time seemed to become slow and long at this moment, until the familiar figure finally appeared at the end of the corridor.

At that moment, Xia Muke's eyes were instantly lit up, like shooting stars streaking across the starry sky in the dark night, shining with surprise and enthusiasm.

Her heartbeat accelerated instantly, and the long-awaited joy quietly bloomed in her heart like morning dew nourishing flowers.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Muke quickly stood up from his seat, with a smile on his face and unconcealable excitement, waving his arms lightly, and greeted the figure who had been thinking about him so much - Jiang Li warmly: "Senior, you are here!"

At this moment, the whole world seemed to become brighter and more vivid due to his arrival.

Jiang Li's bright eyes caught Xia Muke's figure. His face was originally filled with a smile like sunshine. At this moment, it was like the lake surface blown by the spring breeze. The smile spread like ripples and became more and more dazzling.

His heartfelt joy seemed to tell the world that seeing this picturesque school beauty every morning was one of the great joys in life.

I would like to ask, in this youthful campus, who can always maintain inner peace when in contact with many school beauties every day, not be infected by this unspeakable joy, and ensure that he will not be in a certain situation? A moment when you were so filled with happiness that you couldn't help but laugh out loud?

"Oh, little rich woman, why are you so happy to see me today?"

As Jiang Li spoke, he walked briskly towards his seat.

After putting down the schoolbag carrying the burden of knowledge, he turned sideways and faced Xia Muke with a playful smile on his face, and his words were filled with relaxation and joy.

Xia Muke, at that moment, seemed to be gently touched by these words. Her eyes were like crystal autumn water, containing deep emotions and tenderness.

Between her bright eyes and white teeth, a smile blossomed like a spring flower, sweeter and more intoxicating than ever before. It was a sense of joy and closeness flowing from the bottom of her heart.

She opened her red lips lightly, and her voice was like a mountain stream, clear and sweet.

"Senior, you may not know that I am not only looking forward to a new day, but also looking forward to every encounter with you in this day."

The arc outlined at the corner of her mouth was like a crescent moon hanging on its tip, shy yet touching, and then she let out a string of laughter like silver bells. That kind of laughter was like wind chimes swaying in the wind, crisp and cheerful.

"I feel very happy every time I see seniors."

In this warm morning when the sun penetrates the morning fog and fills the window lattice, there is silent joy and tacit understanding between the two people's eyebrows. They express their love and appreciation for each other in a tacit way.

A smile as warm as the sun appeared at the corner of Jiang Li's mouth, and his eyes shone with as much affection as the stars and the sea.

Xia Muke's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were moving, as if she was born in spring, and she was full of joy in her shyness.

Although their words were soft, they were like the harmonious sound of harps and harps, full of deep affection and sweetness.

Liu Qianqian on the side, who is always as quiet as water on weekdays, is like a sensitive kitten at this moment. Her ears instantly caught the subtle emotional fluctuations. Under her black and beautiful hair, a pair of ears stood up almost uncontrollably. , as if you can hear the tiniest heartbeat of everything in the world.

She listened intently to this sweet exchange, holding her breakfast in hand, immersed in this harmonious and beautiful atmosphere. The breakfast in her hand is a freshly baked French croissant, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, wrapped in fresh strawberry jam, and tastes as sweet as first love.

Liu Qianqian took a bite, and the sweetness bloomed on her tongue. She couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction:

"Well, it really should be sweeter to go with the meal."

Regarding Liu Qianqian's love for candy, the two of them, Jiang Li and Xia Muke, had changed from initial surprise to indifferent acceptance.

As long as it doesn't disturb the two of them, feel free to knock on each other.

Time moved forward silently, and soon, the familiar school bell rippled in the air, indicating that a new day of learning was about to begin.

The first class today is Lin Xiafei's class.

However, Jiang Li felt a little uneasy in his heart. Although Lin Xiafei's name was clearly marked on the course schedule, he never waited for Teacher Lin's reply.

Ever since he asked Lin Xiafei some questions yesterday, Lin Xiafei's phone seemed to have sunk to the bottom of a silent lake, without any response.

This made Jiang Li doubt whether Lin Xiafei could appear on the podium as scheduled today. After all, Teacher Lin is usually rigorous and responsible in teaching and has never been absent.

The unusual silence this time undoubtedly cast a faint layer of worry in Jiang Li's heart.

As the melodious school bell echoed in the campus, like an overture announcing the opening of the palace of knowledge, Lin Xiafei walked into the classroom gracefully, stepping on a pair of exquisite high heels.

Every step she takes seems to be tapping a unique rhythm, crisp and powerful, forming a subtle contrast with the familiar image of Teacher Lin in daily life.

Jiang Li sat in his seat and seemed to be frozen by this sudden change for a moment. His eyes widened and there was a ripple of surprise in his heart.

In the depth of his memory, Lin Xiafei was always the woman with a bare face, flat shoes, and steady steps. Today's pair of shining high heels undoubtedly added an indescribable feminine charm to her, which was what he had before. Unseen.

When Jiang Li couldn't help but focus on Lin Xiafei's eye-catching pair of high heels, his actions did not seem to escape Lin Xiafei's keen perception.

She turned her head slightly, and her eyes paused on Jiang Li for a moment, a glance as clear as morning dew, brief but profound.

There was both surprise and a hint of imperceptible shyness in his eyes, and then he quickly withdrew his gaze and turned his face towards the podium again.

From that moment until the end of the course, Lin Xiafei remained focused on teaching and did not look at Jiang Li again.

This caused an inexplicable confusion to surge up in Jiang Li's heart, and his originally calm lake-like state of mind was now rippled.

He repeatedly recalled his recent words and deeds, trying to find out from those trivial details which link touched her sensitive nerves and caused her sudden coldness and alienation.

The subtle changes in her expression every time her eyes met, and the hidden ups and downs of her tone in every conversation, made Jiang Li painstakingly try to figure out and interpret them.

"Teacher Lin, I'm not very good at this question."

(End of this chapter)