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Chapter 2 Light Year Midsummer
Sheng Xia stared fixedly at the figure at the door, and clenched his hands involuntarily.

"Wow! The handsome boy is back."

"I didn't expect to see my male god in my lifetime!"

"Wow, he is even more attractive than he was six years ago, no, I'm going to faint."

"It's really a year of time!"

Year of time!
The name she thought she had forgotten was remembered in her dreams every night.

The girls in the whole room were boiling, while those boys were drinking wine silently, no one said a word, originally came to attend the class reunion today, these boys have all dressed up, they thought they were handsome, but they didn't Thinking that Guang Nian actually appeared, as long as his exquisite face is moved there, they will be instantly reduced to scum.

When Ye Huan saw Guang Nian appearing, his heart tightened involuntarily, and he subconsciously looked at Sheng Xia beside him. She held Sheng Xia's shoulders, as if giving her courage.

Guang Nian looked around at all the people in the room, even when his eyes fell on Sheng Xia, he just glanced past them, and nodded to these people, which was regarded as a greeting.Then he sat on the sofa opposite Midsummer.

The girls beside him were all extremely excited, and they all went to greet him and make friends.

However, Guang Nian was still as cold as before, and he didn't pay attention to these people at all, and those girls didn't make fun of themselves, and sat obediently by his side and watched him secretly.

He sat there with his legs crossed, and his black body added a sense of mystery to him. His exquisite and profound facial features seemed to be the exquisite works of God, which was breathtaking and heart-stirring.The razor-like lips were slightly pursed, revealing a coolness, and the whole body exuded an aura that strangers should not get close to.

This distance is not too close, Sheng Xia and him are only separated by a table, but she is embarrassed, obviously she was the one hurt by him six years ago.

Thinking about it, Sheng Xia raised her head, she should eat and drink, deliberately ignoring time and years.

Ye Huan has been observing Shengxia, because she knows best how much the appearance of Time Year has dealt a blow to Shengxia.

As the saying goes, you are not afraid of bad things, but you are afraid of bad people. A boy who was more talkative in high school and not afraid of big troubles took two sips of wine and said to Shi Guangnian: "Guangnian, don't keep talking. You don't want to talk to us, you can chat with Midsummer!" At this point, he seemed to think of something, patted his head, and suddenly said, "You don't remember Midsummer, do you?"

After one sentence fell, the entire private room was completely silent, as if a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Those girls who hated Midsummer all stared at Guang Nian's face closely, for fear of missing his expression.

Because Midsummer was chasing Time Year back then, and Time Year was special to Midsummer, they were already terribly jealous.

Sheng Xia instinctively clenched the corner of her clothes, looked up at Guang Nian, the eyes of the two just met, Sheng Xia's heartbeat suddenly missed, and she avoided it in a panic.

Midsummer's avoidance is a guilty conscience in the eyes of Shi Guangnian.

The girl lowered her head, her eyelids drooped, her long eyelashes cast a shadow in the eye sockets, she bit her red lips with her teeth, her hands were tightly clenched, and her hands turned white.

Ah!
Shi Guangnian sneered, his thin lips curled up, his eyes were indifferent, "I don't remember people who are generally insignificant."

"Wow!"

Everyone took a deep breath!

Sheng Xia's face turned pale immediately, his nails were firmly digging at his palms, his mind was buzzing, and the words he just said kept echoing.

Faced with those people's sarcastic remarks, Sheng Xia didn't care at all!
How ridiculous!

The man she had kept in her heart for six years, the man she had hated for six years, had long since forgotten her!

All the things that happened back then were just ridiculous contributions by her alone.

(End of this chapter)