At the beginning, Gu Jia and Jiang Nansun were intercepted, and Qiao Yingzi pursued them

Looking at Huang Yimei's sweet smile, Guan Zhizhi hesitated for a moment, but finally picked up the spoon and started eating the dessert.

Huang Yimei couldn't help but smile and ate the dessert with her.

……

Not long after, Guan Zhizhi and Huang Yimei walked out of the coffee shop together and were about to separate at the intersection.

Just then, Qin Fan walked over from the opposite side of Guan Zhizhi.

Seeing Guan Zhizhi and Huang Yime together, he quickly hid behind a clump of green belt nearby.

After Guan Zhizhi and Huang Yimei separated, she walked towards Qin Fan, while Huang Yimei walked in the opposite direction.

Here, seeing Qin Fan hiding behind the green belt, Guan Zhizhi obviously misunderstood.

She opened her eyes slightly wide in surprise and asked, "You, why are you here? Are you following me?"

"No, who followed you?"

As he spoke, Qin Fan covered his left chest with his right hand, pretending to be in great pain, and said painfully:

"My chest hurts. Please help me up. I can't get up."

"Oh."

Guan Zhizhi had no doubts. She quickly walked to Qin Fan, helped him up, looked at him worriedly and asked:

"Are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No, I'm fine. I'll be fine in a moment."

Qin Fan leaned on Guan Zhizhi.

After saying that, he glanced at Guan Zhizhi and saw that her eyes were a little red, as if she had just cried.

Then he said softly, "Are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine."

Guan Zhizhi looked away. "Do you feel better now? How about I take you to the hospital, okay?"

"No, this is an old problem. It's the sequelae of a previous illness, and now it happens frequently."

Looking at Guan Zhizhi who was supporting him, Qin Fan smiled and said:

"Sometimes I think to myself, I must have died of heartache in my previous life, otherwise why would I be in so much pain in this life?"

Hearing this, Guan Zhizhi couldn't help but say, "You can still be so funny. It seems like you really don't need to go to the hospital."

Looking at her profile, Qin Fan smiled and said, "You are very beautiful today, as beautiful as a flower."

"Stop talking, it sounds so fake to me."

Guan Zhizhi couldn't help but turn around and give Qin Fan a cold look.

Looking into her eyes, Qin Fan pretended to hesitate and said, "Last night I..."

Before Qin Fan could finish his words, Guan Zhizhi interrupted him, "Nothing happened last night."

Hearing this, Qin Fan deliberately acted a little embarrassed, "Yes, nothing happened between us last night, I was drunk."

"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Qin Fan, I'm 185cm tall, and I'm still single. I don't have a girlfriend yet. My biggest advantage is my good looks. I could make a living relying on my looks, but I choose to work hard and challenge myself. My biggest disadvantage is my heart isn't very good. I can't be sad because it hurts."

Seeing Qin Fan's poor mouth, Guan Zhizhi couldn't help but push him away. She looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You're not pretending to be sick, are you?"

"Of course not." Qin Fan changed the subject and said, "It's almost noon. I'll treat you to a meal."

"No thanks."

"Then you treat me to a meal."

"No, why should I treat you to a meal?"

"Because I didn't bring any money."

Hearing this, Guan Zhizhi couldn't help but give Qin Fan a cold look.

.......

975: Since ancient times, confession has always been about... the rose's heart~~

The next morning, at Zhou Shihui's house.

Standing in front of a floor-length mirror, Zhou Shihui carefully tidied himself.

He applied powder to his face, trying to cover up the wounds that Guan Zhizhi and her two best friends scratched with their fingernails at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau yesterday morning.

After putting on powder, he picked out a yellow patterned tie and put it on himself.

After tying his tie and looking at himself in the floor-length mirror, Zhou Shihui felt particularly handsome.

He picked up a large bunch of yellow roses placed next to the floor-length mirror, put them under his nose and smelled them, his face immediately filled with intoxication.

Rose, Huang Yimei, yellow rose.

Zhou Shihui had been itching to do so for a long time, and he couldn't wait to confess his love to Huang Yimei.

Smelling the fragrance of the yellow rose in his hand was like smelling the fragrance of Huang Yime, which made Zhou Shihui intoxicated.

He even began to fantasize, the expression on his face became more intoxicated, and he even couldn't help but moan.

"what--"

After groaning, Zhou Shihui slowly opened his eyes.

He adjusted his tie and suit again in front of the mirror, then turned and left home.

He was going to the Institute of Architecture to confess his love to Huang Yimei. He always believed that Huang Yimei also liked him.

……

Zhou Shihui walked into the architectural courtyard holding a large bunch of yellow roses.

Seeing that he was wearing a suit and tie, holding a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand, with a smile on his face, he walked straight to Huang Yimei's workstation.

Everyone couldn't help but look sideways and talk in low voices.

When I walked to Huang Yimei's workstation, I saw that the desk was empty.

Zhou Shihui was stunned, looked around, and finally looked at Yuan Zheng who was standing not far away and murmured, "Where is she?"

Yuan Zheng didn't say anything, just shrugged slightly.

At this time, Huang Zhenhua walked over angrily, stopped in front of Zhou Shihui, glared at him and said:

"You're not done yet, are you? Why are you dressed like that? Acting?"

"What about her?"

Zhou Shihui looked at Huang Zhenhua and murmured.

"gone."

"You forced her to leave?"

Zhou Shihui's eyes suddenly widened.

He began to fantasize again, imagining that Huang Yimei liked him, but her brother Huang Zhenhua was the leader of the Institute of Architecture and did not approve of their love, so he used his position to force Huang Yimei to leave the Institute of Architecture.

Huang Zhenhua was almost speechless. He dragged Zhou Shihui into the data room and said in a dissatisfied tone:

"You have no shame, but others still have some respect. Can you please pay attention to the impact?"

"I've noticed. I haven't influenced anyone else. Beautiful ladies, gentlemen seeking each other, infatuated men and resentful women, and vows of eternal love have always been moving stories since ancient times. I, Zhou Shihui, fell in love with Huang Yimei at first sight!"

Looking at Huang Zhenhua's sullen face, Zhou Shihui straightened his neck and said firmly, "For her, I am willing to give up everything, leaving no worries. Zhenhua, I thought you could understand."

"I don't understand!"

Staring at Zhou Shihui, Huang Zhenhua said angrily:

"I've never seen anyone like you, who is so confident in cheating. Guan Zhizhi has been with you for seven years. In terms of education and looks, you can't even reach her even if you stand on stilts. But you just throw her away with a single word of letting go. You do such a thing, and you are not ashamed of it, but proud of it."

"I'm not proud, but I want the whole world to know that I love Huang Yimei!"

Looking at Zhou Shihui who refused to repent, Huang Zhenhua pointed at him angrily:

"If you want to be Chen Shimei, go ahead and be one yourself. My sister will never go along with you. Zhou Shihui, I'm telling you, if you ruin her reputation, I'll kill you."

"You, you, you, please, kill me. If you kill me, there will never be another man in this world who is as devoted and loyal to her as I am."

"You're so disgusting. Why don't you understand? My sister doesn't like you at all, understand?"

"You're not Huang Yimei, how do you know she doesn't like me?"

After saying that, Zhou Shihui rushed out from Huang Zhenhua holding Huang Meigui.

Huang Zhenhua chased him for two steps, looked at his back and shouted loudly: "Zhou Shihui, where are you going?!"

……

Zhou Shihui ran out of the Architecture Institute holding Huang Yimei in his arms. He took the subway to the Academy of Fine Arts where Huang Yimei was studying.

Walking on the campus of the Academy of Fine Arts with a bouquet of yellow roses in his arms, asking people along the way, Zhou Shihui finally found Huang Yime.

At this time, Huang Yimei was walking down the stairs of the teaching building, chatting and laughing with a few good female classmates.

Zhou Shihui was holding a bouquet of yellow roses at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at her with a smile on his face. He shouted:

"Yimei."

Hearing the voice, Huang Yimei saw Zhou Shihui holding a bouquet of yellow roses.

The smile on her face froze instantly. She hadn't expected that even after she resigned from the Institute of Architecture, he would still follow her to her school.

The students who were finishing their classes were all looking at Huang Yimei and Zhou Shihui.

Huang Yimei is a famous beautiful student in the school. Boys often confess their love to her in public, and everyone is used to it.

However, there has never been a man like Zhou Shihui who looks like he is in his thirties.

Huang Yimei is only twenty-two years old, at least ten years younger than him, and he doesn’t look that good either. How dare you come to school and confess your love to Huang Yimei?

The students around him secretly wondered if he had some other advantages, such as being rich?

Surrounded by everyone, Huang Yimei felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Looking at her, Zhou Shihui spoke first: "Yimei, why didn't you tell me you resigned?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Huang Yimei stood on the steps and asked back.

"I, have something to tell you."

"Are you going to confess?"

A female classmate next to Huang Yimei laughed and said:

"Then you have to hurry up, we're going to the cafeteria soon."

Looking at the young students watching around him, Zhou Shihui couldn't help swallowing.

He originally wanted to confess his feelings to Huang Yimei but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"You come with me."

After Huang Yimei finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the studio upstairs.

Zhou Shihui quickly followed her, holding the yellow rose.

The other students dispersed, and the three girls who were originally following Huang Yimei quietly followed.

Huang Yimei brought Zhou Shihui into the studio, and the three of them crouched down and hid at the staircase entrance to eavesdrop.

In the studio.

Huang Yimei leaned against the wall, her arms folded across her chest as she looked at Zhou Shihui in front of her and said straight to the point:

"Sister Guan went to the Institute of Architecture yesterday."

"She came to see you? She didn't give you any trouble, did she?"

Zhou Shihui asked worriedly.

"Why is she making things difficult for me? It's not like I'm sorry for her."