About the name, or seven years ago, the memories ... ...

That evening study hall when the sparse classroom venues tend to sit a few people. Jiang smile to bed the two girls sitting in front. They learn boring, the discussion from the class of the male, then back to listen to her opinions.

"Smile you that if you boys in the class, choose a boyfriend, would you choose?" Girls to look back and smile quietly asked on the ginger.

"Oh, I see those twisted melon split Zan class dates, ah, what a smile is also not inspiring." Glanced at the other girls next to people look, but did so Jiang Yang Zhaolian smile answered.

Jiang Zhong fleeting smile, take a look at the window, he was already motionless, a night school. Ears plugged in headphones, it seems totally immersed in another world.

"I ... ..." Jiang smile paused, hesitated a moment, or out of the index finger to, pointed to the boys, "I vote for him."

Two girls looked down to her fingertips, see Zhong Liu Nian, the further back of the head Zhang a mouth: "He ... ... is a handsome about it, but heard that he is an orphan ... ... even the school fees are hey get the grants. falling in love with this would be boring to. "

"Right ah right ah," echoed another girl whispered, "such a beautiful smile you grow, the family has super-rich, should find a handsome addition of gold 才行."

Smile did not answer, is still migraine, wistfully watching Zhong Liu Nian.

He had just transferred to the time line, a full-house girls have raged. For a time, on the news of Chung fleeting sky flying. Later, when they discovered that the prince, not the more money the rich and powerful idol drama, but when a poor commoner. They chase his passion, it has gradually devolved into a cold crowd.

After all, this is the era of reality, but useless things, people too lazy to have.

If careful attention noticed a smile, Zhong Liu Nian looked up from the books, being on that Road, gorgeous eyes. Jiang smile cheeks felt red-hot, dry land pulled out a smile, not a natural twist with both hands.

Boys clean brow slightly stirring, and finally did not make any facial expressions, then lowered his head ... ...

Inside they recovered from the memory ... ...

Jiang smile almost certainly they will be washed off. Not to mention the two interviewers, a sarcastic a helpless expression; said her running for the door out of the hasty retreat of the outstanding performances it, people also will not want to see her.

Brain can not help it emerge out of the past many years Zhong Liu Nian. He than college, seemed to open some long, thin arms, then lean, show a mature man now robust. Face more than a few corners, from the eyes to the bridge of the nose are outlined with the arc just right.

Or so good-looking. Fleeting.

Has not changed is his attitude of walking: lower jaw slightly lower, they seem to always be in meditation; arm swing are small, significant steps but will go far.

He was always quiet and low key, but they reveal the full self-confidence.

Heart, pulling slightly, as when he was in the eyes of hatred and pain.

He still care she gave him injured? Or her in his heart, in addition to those vicious words, the rest have gone better?