When Will You Deign to Appear? (2)

It was also such a quiet night at that time. There was a gentle-looking girl sleeping on the bed. Her black hair covered half of her face. Her breathing was shallow. She looked dazed when she was woken up by the kitten. She saw him standing by the door and looking reserved.

Everything was vivid in his mind, as if it was just yesterday.

However, when he thought about it carefully, he felt that a long time had passed. It seemed to be something from his past life.

Seven years.

It was too long ago. It was so long ago that he would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night and be dazed for a long time. He asked himself, Is there really such a person?

She suddenly entered his world with a gentle kiss. When she left, it was as ethereal as that kiss, leaving nothing behind.

The last time in his memory was when she was lying weakly on the bed in the infirmary. The spring breeze blew up the white curtains and messed up a few strands of black hair on her forehead.

He could not help but lift it up for her, then caressed her clear face uncontrollably.

He thought that was just the beginning. They would have a long future ahead.

His breathing was labored. Xi Mo let out a deep breath and entered the room.

He clicked on the cartoonish little-girl profile picture and typed in the chat box.

[ I'm back in Lucheng City. I drove past No. 1 High School at night and thought of you again. ]

[ I'm sitting in the room you used to live in. It was so cute when I thought of the day you were hungry for the whole afternoon. ]

[ Will I be lucky enough to see you on the school anniversary the day after tomorrow?]

[ Fu Ming said that our fate is not over yet. When will you deign to appear?]

[ What should I do with you, Wen Hua?]

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Lucheng No. 1 High School's school anniversary was very lively.

In the afternoon, the back hall of the school auditorium was filled with all the outstanding students. At the Alumni Party, the old students in luxurious clothes exchanged pleasantries with each other and were in high spirits.

Just as the crowd was in high spirits, the conversation in the crowd suddenly stalled for a moment, as if a noisy class had fallen silent at the same time.

Whether intentionally or not, everyone's gaze followed the man who had just entered the door. He was wearing a luxurious black suit that was neatly pressed on his body. His temperament was cold and noble, and he looked straight through the crowd.

Someone whispered to the person next to him, "That's Senior Xi Mo, right?"

"Yes, that's him. He still looks like that even after so many years. I thought he had put on weight after working like most of the male students."

The lady in the bright yellow satin gown heard their conversation, and her eyes followed the slender figure with interest. "Xi Mo? Which year is he from?"

"Class of '11. He's three years younger than you. It's normal that you don't know him."

The lady curled her lips into a smile. "Really? I thought he was a few years older than me based on his temperament."

When Xi Mo arrived in front of them, the Lu sisters were chatting with Rong Qiu when they suddenly saw the man in the suit. They paused.

"Xi Mo?"

Speaking of which, they had not seen this person for six years. After graduating from high school, they heard that he had gone abroad.

Xi Mo nodded slightly at them and asked in a very gentlemanly manner, "Just the three of you?"

Rong Qiu nodded. "Are you here to ask about Huahua?"

Lu Yu looked at the dark expression on the man's face and thought for a few seconds before saying, "It's still the same. She hasn't contacted us. She probably doesn't know about the Alumni Party this time."

After Wen Hua left, her number, Wechat, and QQ were all useless. Her profile picture was always grey, and no one could contact her.

But every six months, Xi Mo would ask the three of them about it to avoid missing any news about Wen Hua.

Unfortunately, she really had no contact with anyone.

Even her roommates who used to get along with her day and night were no exception.

"So many years have passed, and she probably won't think of us even more. Maybe she really intends to stop interacting with us for the rest of her life." Lu Lin shook her head slightly.

Xi Mo's eyes were filled with emotions. He was about to say something when the phone in his pocket vibrated.

"If you have any news about her in the future, please let me know, no matter when."

The three of them paused for a moment before nodding politely. "We will."

"Thank you." He nodded in greeting. "Then, I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

"Okay, goodbye."

Watching his tall and noble figure leave, the three of them sighed after a long while.

"He has changed a lot."

"Yes." Lu Yu nodded. "He has lost his arrogance from high school and is more reserved. He is also more polite than before."

"But," Rong Qiu pursed her lips and said, "He is also colder than before."

"He has been waiting for Huahua's news for so many years. He has fallen deeply in love with her. Who would have thought that a person who was so arrogant and proud in the past would have such a deep side? How many people who liked Huahua in the past still remember her now?"

Hearing what Lu Lin said, Rong Qiu, who was once the biggest fan of the couple, felt very upset.

"I always feel that they shouldn't be like this. What a good match. This kind of result is too sad. Oh no, my nose is getting sore..." She fanned her eyes to prevent tears from falling. She had spent an hour putting on makeup meticulously.

"Sigh, I hope they can meet soon. I hope Huahua isn't married yet."

After the first day of the Alumni Party, there were lectures in the school auditorium for the next week. When the alumni went to give lectures, they prepared all kinds of exquisite snacks and fruits for the entire school. They were all rich and powerful elites. The students of No. 1 High School had a very comfortable week.

It was evening when Xi Mo gave his lecture. The students were quiet and well-behaved throughout the lecture. They did not seem as lively as the other lectures.

The principal was initially puzzled. It was only when the lecture reached the end and the question-and-answer session started that the students suddenly became enthusiastic. Only then did he realize that this group of little brats had been holding back.

A well-behaved and quiet-looking female student in the front row stood up and looked at the elegant and noble man on the stage. While holding back her excitement and nervousness, she asked timidly, "S-senior, will that beautiful senior from your class come to the school to meet us? We really want to meet her. We've been looking forward to meeting you guys ever since we entered the school. We're really excited to meet you today! When can we see her?"

The man's wrist on the table was cold and white, which made the watch on his wrist look elegant and luxurious. He paused for a moment and said, "You mean..."