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    The engagement ceremony was held solemnly in Germany, and by the way, I spent the Chinese New Year with Yan Zheng’s parents in Germany.

    They separated after a year. She returned to China to study, and Yan Zheng went to the United States to collaborate on a scientific research project with a professor there.

    Ruan Yihe rarely takes the initiative to call Yan Zheng. On the one hand, she is afraid of disturbing his work, and on the other hand, she is also very busy during her sophomore semester.

    We parted ways after the New Year, and I heard he would come back this winter.

    So she waited quietly, through the summer and autumn, and most of the winter.

    At the end of December, the temperature in City B was already very low.

    The trees on the street are ushering in a new cycle of prosperity and decline. In the cool breeze, they shake off pieces of yellow leaves. The yellow leaves cover the cement floor, giving it a unique sense of literature and art. Girls can often be seen taking pictures of the scenery or taking selfies on this street full of fallen leaves.

    Ruan Yihe carried his schoolbag and walked quickly on this road with fallen leaves. It was completely different from the leisurely and comfortable pace of passers-by beside him.

    She has to rush to the library to review.

    The library of University Q is famous as “other people’s library” and its environment is first-rate.

    Although there are many people in the library now, Ruan Yihe was lucky enough to find an empty table near the corner after going around several times – she doesn’t like to study at the same table with others.

    She took out English tutorials, civil law study question sets, and some miscellaneous homework from her schoolbag, and piled them as high as a hill on the table. These were all tasks she had to complete today.

    Which teacher once lied to those high school students, saying that it would be easier in college and it would not be as hard as high school.

    Ruan Yihe complained that college is obviously more difficult… In high school, I could do well in Chinese and English classes without listening to the lectures; in college, I listened attentively to the lectures in professional classes, but I still made a lot of mistakes when I was doing my homework. Even after reading the analysis, I didn’t understand where I was wrong…

    Suddenly I miss high school.

    I miss my young, arrogant and unrestrained self in high school.

    Ruan Yihe inexplicably felt that his personality had become better in college. Although he still occasionally swore, he at least did not cause trouble, and he was not invited to the office to “drink tea” by teachers or principals…

    The unruly nature in my heart has been polished over time and is slowly disappearing.

    This is probably what is called growth.

    After finishing the civil law study questions, I corrected them based on the reference answers, and sure enough I made several mistakes again.

    “Alas,” Ruan Yihe sighed in a low voice, “That’s so stupid.”

    Just as she was sighing, she saw someone approaching the empty seat at her table from the corner of her eye.

    Ruan Yihe looked up and saw…it was actually Yan Zheng…

    Did he return home early?!

    She was stunned for a moment, then she said, “…Hello, teacher.”

    Yan Zheng smiled and asked, “Can I sit here?”

    “Yeah.” Ruan Yihe nodded.

    The library was very quiet, and the two of them didn’t say anything more. They were both busy with what they were doing.

    Ruan Yihe was writing his homework as calmly as before, but his heartbeat was secretly speeding up unconsciously.

    …It’s so strange. In the last month of my senior year in high school, I could feel peaceful while sitting next to Yan Zheng every night while studying physics. Why is my heart beating so fast just by sitting at the same table with him…

    Yan Zheng’s slender fingers were typing quickly on the laptop keyboard, showing concentration and tranquility in silence.

    He was looking down at the screen, and Ruan Yihe couldn’t help but secretly take another look at him.

    Professor Yan’s charm has nowhere to go…

    Ruan Yihe secretly became infatuated and forgot about the mountain-high pile of homework on his desk…until…

    Yan Zheng suddenly raised his head, and their eyes met.

    Only then did Ruan Yihe realize that she had been staring at Yan Zheng for a long time. She quickly lowered her head in embarrassment, grabbed a pen and pretended to write on the paper…

    However, the temperature on his face quickly heated up, from his cheeks to his earlobes.

    For the next few hours, Ruan Yihe stayed in his seat like a sculpture, burying his head in study and not daring to look up at the man sitting directly opposite him.

    This seat is at the wind outlet, remote and cold.Coupled with the fact that he was wearing very few clothes, Ruan Yihe was shivering from the cold and his teeth were chattering slightly.

    Finally, the cold became unbearable, and she quickly walked to the window to close it.

    But the window seemed to be against her, and she couldn’t pull it open. It was stuck there, letting the cold wind blow into Ruan Yihe’s collar and cuffs.

    She was so cold that she sneezed twice in a row, and the hand she used to close the window turned red from the cold.

    Just as she was pulling the window shut, the person behind her helped her close the window easily.

    …Oh, there is a fixed bolt on the window. You have to loosen the bolt before the window can be closed…

    Ruan Yihe seriously suspected that he was stunned by the cold wind today and his IQ dropped throughout the whole process.

    The person who helped her close the window was of course…Professor Yan.

    The current posture of the two of them, one behind the other, is a bit ambiguous, at least Ruan Yihe thinks so.

    Yan Zheng was standing behind her now. When he reached out to open the window bolt, he accidentally touched her hair.

    People at other tables saw this scene from a distance, and even had the illusion that Yan Zheng was hugging Ruan Yihe from behind.

    Ruan Yihe’s face was red, and he was so close to Yan Zheng that he couldn’t help but suspect that he could hear his heartbeat.

    Just when she was about to return to her seat, Yan Zheng grabbed her and put his light gray suit jacket on her.

    His body temperature still remained on the suit jacket, allowing Ruan Yi and his trembling body to keep warm.

    “Wear more clothes.”

    Yan Zheng’s voice was low and sweet, making Ruan Yi and his whole body feel numb.

    no!How could she be such a nymphomaniac…keep your wits about you!

    So Ruan Yihe wore Yan Zheng’s clothes and returned to his seat to do his homework.

    His coat seemed a bit too big, so Ruan Yihe quietly rolled up the sleeves of his coat several times before exposing his hands for writing.

    I don’t know if it was a coincidence or not, but the two of them completed the task at hand at the same time. When Yan Zheng shut down the computer, Ruan Yihe happened to be cleaning his schoolbag.

    Walking out of the library, the silent atmosphere just now was finally gone.

    “Why did you come back early?” Ruan Yihe put her arm around his waist and hugged him tightly.

    “Happy birthday,” Yan Zheng said with a smile, “my silly girl has finally grown up.”

    In order to celebrate her birthday, he had worked day and night recently, and finally successfully completed the scientific research project and returned to China early.

    The young and promising Professor Yan has published another latest academic paper, causing a frenzy of research in this area in the physics community.It’s a pity that the stupid girl in Professor Yan’s family knows nothing about physics. Reading that paper was like reading a book from heaven, and she didn’t understand the significance of that paper’s impact on the academic world.The only thing she could understand clearly was the name on the paper – “Yan Zheng”.The one she loves.

    “Why are you crying? Huh?” Yan Zheng asked softly, “Who made baby Ruan Ruan cry?”

    “Woooooo…” Ruan Yihe burst into tears: “Who, who asked you to come back suddenly to celebrate my birthday…”

    Not only is she a silly girl, she is also a little crybaby.

    Yan Zheng smiled helplessly and hugged his little wife deeply in the cold winter evening breeze.

    This scene at the entrance of the library has tortured and killed many singles, and broken the hearts of many people who admired Yan Zheng or had a crush on Ruan Yihe…

    Someone secretly photographed this scene and posted it on the campus forum, and it immediately became the hottest topic in Q University.

    Some people say that Ruan Yihe is a winner in life because he was able to take away the male Professor Shenyan at a young age.

    Some people also say that if you want to chase a male idol, you must first have Ruan Yihe’s looks and figure.

    But no matter what, everyone is blessing this teacher-student relationship.

    Because he and she are so perfect together.

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