Looking at the word "goddess" displayed on the mobile phone screen, Ling Fan recalled something. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have written a love letter to his secret crush on one day, Yi Xiaohuan, but unfortunately Shi Chendahai did not receive a response later.

"Is history kidding me? Why are there different turning points?"

Ling Fan has never had any love experience, and the world of otaku is only a two-dimensional world.

Swipe right to answer.

"Hey?" Ling Fan didn't even notice that his voice was trembling.

"Is it Ling Fan?" A very nice female voice came from the receiver.

"I am Ling Fan, you are... Xiao Huan?"

Ling Fan fell in love with Yi Xiaohuan at a sophomore party. He went reluctantly under Wang Jun's stern move. It was that time that Yi Xiaohuan played a song "Jacqueline's Tears" with a cello. Ling Fan was stunned and obsessed with watching it. From then on, the beautiful figure was reflected in his heart.

"Ling Fan, I didn't expect you to be a pure otakus with athletic talent. I saw it all in the playground today, and you actually outperformed the telephone pole we tied."

Ling Fan immediately understood that Yi Xiaohuan was not interested in Yang Tai when he heard the other party call Yang Tai.

"That's not. I almost fell at the beginning and finally outperformed."

"I'm praising you and making a name for you. I said you're quite a bit too big. I just came to say hello when I saw me. I dared to write those love letters with local love words. Do you dare to speak when you meet? It's an era now, and chasing girls has long been circling around."

Yi Xiaohuan is a girl from the first class of Chinese. As a woman in the new era, although she is as beautiful as a jade, she is very open-minded. In her opinion, the era of reserve has long passed. Now it is popular with unrestrained love. If you like it, try it together. If you don’t fit, just say goodbye.

Ling Fan was embarrassed. He was not very good at all. He just couldn't remember this. He used to like Yi Xiaohuan very much, but there was no following. He also understood the gap between the two, so he gave up and continued to be obsessed with the game. Until soon after graduation, the earth changed and everything went in a mess. It can be said that the only girl he liked was Yi Xiaohuan.

"Sorry, the light was too dark at that time. I might not see it clearly. You misunderstood me."

After all, Ling Fan returned from time to time five years later. His experience in all aspects was no longer the same as he was before. He also experienced a truly life-and-death ordeal. His mind was very mature. After a few chats, he gradually took the initiative.

The two chatted for a while, and became more and more speculative. Ling Fan changed the subject and said, "Is there a main course tomorrow? If not, I will treat you to a meal, can I do it at noon?" He decided to take the initiative. Since there is a possibility of making up for the regret, he must seize it.

After saying that, his heart seemed to pause for a few seconds and the other party did not answer immediately, as if he was considering it.

After waiting for a few seconds, a sound finally came from the earpiece.

"Okay, come and choose a place. See you at the school gate at 11:00 a.m.."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Fan lay on the bed and smiled foolishly. He never dreamed that such a day would happen.

"I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm drunk, I'm drunk."

Just at this time, Wang Jun took off his headphones and heard Ling Fan humming, saying, "I think you are not beautiful and drunk, you are in a spring!"

Qi Xuelin turned over and said, "I hit the nail on the head. He answered a phone call just now. There was a beauty meeting. The scene of the two walking hand in hand in the sunset must be very beautiful!"

Wang Jun smiled evilly and said, "Oh my God, can't it be?" After saying that, he kept laughing.

Ling Fan did not continue to make trouble with Wang Jun. He gradually entered his dream while lying down.

The next morning, at 10 o'clock, Ling Fan was rummaging through the cabinets in the dormitory.

"Did my taste be so bad in the past? I don't even have a good-looking dress."

"System system, are there any clothes for dates?"

"Master, yes, you can see it by searching the redemption list."

Ling Fan began to search for "clothing" as he said.

"Anima custom suits, one recycling value. If you don't come to Oni custom clothing, one recycling value. If you don't have it, it's too expensive. System, can you redeem items again?"

"Master, you can recycle it, but only five percent of the exchange value."

"I..., OK, forget it."

In the end, Ling Fan had to give up and took out a plaid shirt from his suitcase. His lower body was still jeans and shoes because there was nothing else.

After cleaning up, Ling Fan walked to the school gate, looked at his phone and found it was still early, so he found a conspicuous place to stand and watch people come and go.

"I miss our youth." Humming a song while waiting.

At this moment, a beautiful voice sounded from behind him.

"You're very punctual."

Yi Xiaohuan is twenty years old like Ling Fan, nearly 1.7 meters tall, and has a very good figure. She has a melon-shaped face, a pointed chin, a bit round, with big and vivid eyes, and her long black hair was casually scattered behind her back. She was wearing a solid-color sleeveless dress, a pair of mid-heeled sandals under her feet, and a single-shoulder bag slung over her shoulders.

Ling Fan looked at the beauty in front of him and was a little nervous. He adjusted his mentality secretly, touched his nose, and said, "It's only been one or two minutes ago, let's go."

"Okay, where to eat?"

“There is a Sichuan restaurant in the city. I have been to it once before and the environment is good.”

The two walked side by side to the bus stop. Qiangren University is in the suburbs of the city, more than ten kilometers away from the city center. However, several buses pass by outside the school, and the transportation is very convenient.

At the entrance of the school gate is a straight tree-lined avenue leading to the main road, three or four hundred meters long, and one person hugged the sycamore trees on both sides of the road.

The two of them had a very speculative chat on the phone, but after meeting, they had nothing to talk about, and there was an awkward atmosphere.

Boom, boom.

A series of engines roared from the school gate, which immediately caused a lot of complaints or envy.

A dark silver sports car rushed to Ling Fan and Yi Xiaohuan with a cannon, and then a harsh brake sound rang out, and the car parked a few meters in front of the two of them.

A man with colorful sunglasses got out of the car and walked up to the two of them.

"Oh, it turns out that I rejected my invitation and went out with him. There are millions of sports cars that don't take, so I go to take the bus. Xiaohuan, you said why are you doing?"

The man spoke very flamboyantly, but he was not aggressive.

Seeing this, Ling Fan frowned and said, "Brother, don't block the way, okay, although your sports car is good, you can't drive it for a few years."

The man in sunglasses was confused and didn't understand what it meant.

"Xiong Zhenxuan, it doesn't seem that I need your consent if I choose to be with." As he said that, Yi Xiaohuan pulled Ling Fan's clothes and signaled him to go together and ignore this person.

The man in sunglasses did not pursue him and asked in a gentle tone: "Classmate, what's your name?"

"Ling Fan." "Don't..."

Before Yi Xiaohuan could stop him, Ling Fan blurted out.

The man in sunglasses raised his right hand very casually, put his index fingers together and saluted Ling Fan, then got in the car and knocked the accelerator and left.

Ling Fan looked at the taillights of the sports car and asked in confusion: "Why can't you tell him what I'm called? Are you?"

Yi Xiaohuan had a high emotional intelligence, so she naturally understood that Ling Fan had a misunderstanding and said, "It's not what you thought. Xiong Zhenxuan looks gentle and kind, but in fact he is very domineering at heart. He knows that your name is nothing more than asking you for trouble. His dad... Forget it, let's not talk about it, anyway, be careful."

Ling Fan spread his hands indifferently and said, "It's not his school that he can cover the sky."

After being disturbed by Xiong Zhenxuan, Ling Fan seemed to have started talking, and the two of them started chatting enthusiastically.

Ling Fan changed some of his experiences and stories in the next few years and told Yi Xiaohuan like a story, which made her very focused and amazed from time to time.

Ling Fan led Yi Xiaohuan to a Sichuan restaurant called "Beautiful Lan".

The two of them picked a corner without anyone. After sitting down, Ling Fan smiled heartily and said, "If you want to eat, just order whatever you want, follow the order of 500 yuan."

Yi Xiaohuan, who was looking at the menu, raised her long eyelashes and looked at Ling Fan in confusion and said, "What's the point?"

"Because there are only five hundred left on me." Ling Fan looked at Yi Xiaohuan's eyes and said sincerely.
Chapter completed!