Forensic without kites

Chapter 323

It was at this time that Du Heng saw her, at the gate of the National Library, it was cold at the end of the year.

She seemed to be preoccupied, walking on the sidewalk, surrounded by hustle and bustle.And she lowered her head and walked aimlessly. Behind her, the flute blared and streamed.

His steps forward suddenly stopped, and he stood there, frowning slightly, looking at her from a distance.

Oden has been missed, 117 has also been passed, and yogurt has not been bought.And Wuyuan still didn't know, and her heart was full of anger. Apart from walking silently, she didn't know that there was something else she could do.

"Hmm..." She was walking silently with her head down, when her forehead hit a wall of flesh.

Before she had time to raise her head, a slightly cool finger gently pressed against her painful brow, and rubbed it once and for all.

She raised her head in surprise, and bumped into a pair of deep, melancholy eyes that were shining with a dim light.

"Du... Du Heng?" She covered the painful spot with one hand and called out.

He gently took her finger away, and gently touched her with his slender index finger like jade again. He lowered his head, frowned slightly, and stared intently into her eyes for a moment.

"Does it hurt?" He murmured, Wuyuan could hardly hear it.

"No..." She shook her head, but her cheeks blushed involuntarily, feeling extremely amazed by his amazing beauty and inherent melancholy temperament.

She has always known that Du Heng is an extraordinary young man, but she seldom gets close to him like today—those black eyes with stars flowing like a galaxy, a little bright, a little melancholy, a little dark , It's amazing, and without warning, it hurts people's hearts.

This is destined to be a lonely boy.

The sense of sympathy made her a lot more natural, and she grinned: "Why are you here? It's not Saturday today, so don't you have to go to school?"

It's just that the smile on his face can't be maintained until the end.Because he just lowered his head slightly, with his index finger lowered between her brows, the white snow fell on the shoulders of the black suit, and he looked at her motionlessly——looking at her with melancholy and lost eyes.

"What...what's the matter...?" She was a little nervous when he looked at her.

"..." He was silent.

"Du Heng...?"

He just looked down at her with his melancholy deep eyes.

"Du Heng? Du Heng?" She called him several times and shook his shoulder with her hands. "Du..."

The words in her mouth stopped abruptly, and the cold wind mixed with the fragrance of chamomile blew into her nostrils. The tall and thin boy with a straight nose and thin lips suddenly bent down. Chu lightly pecked, and quickly evacuated.

"I'm sorry..." he murmured.

"...I...you...I...no...you..." A second ago, her heart fell into a huge silence, but now she jumped up with a "bang", which made her unable to speak clearly. Covering her heart and looking up at him, huge waves appeared in her eyes.

"Is Yuan going to the library?" He looked at her gently with eyebrows and eyes, his thin lips slightly drawn.

"Oh yes……"

"Then let's go." Before she could speak, he took her hand very naturally.

Wuyuan looked at the white fingertips wrapped around her hands, her eyes flickered, and she slowly raised her head to look at his tall and slender back, her heart turned back and forth.

"How old are you?" She gently pulled back her hand.

The softness in the palm of his hand was suddenly withdrawn, Du Heng looked down at the open white palm and was slightly stunned.

After a long time, he thought about it and said, "20."

"Where do you go to school?"

"BJ University." He said honestly.

"Which college? How old are you?" she forced herself to ask.

"...School of Biology... now is the second year of Ph.D...." His voice weakened, and his dark eyes were dimmed.

(End of this chapter)