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Mu Yunze ignored Ye Jingtai's threats and turned to leave. He didn't want to stay in this nauseating place for another moment; he just wanted to escape.
Class Flower watched Mu Yunze's retreating figure, her heart a mix of emotions. Once, she had treated Mu Yunze as a plaything, carelessly toying with his feelings. Now, he was so cold towards her, even dismissive. This stark contrast filled her with an overwhelming sense of loss and regret.
"Yao Yao, what are you looking at?" Ye Jingtai asked, wrapping an arm around Class Flower's shoulders, his tone tinged with jealousy. "Are you still thinking about that guy?"
Class Flower forced a smile and shook her head. "How could that be? I only have you now."
Satisfied, Ye Jingtai smiled back and led Class Flower through the school gates.
Once Mu Yunze reached the dormitory, his mind was restless. The downfall of Class Flower shocked and saddened him. The goddess he once admired had become someone so different; it made him reflect on the unpredictability of life.
"Mu Yunze, what's wrong? You look terrible," Li Haoyu asked with concern.
Mu Yunze sighed and recounted his encounter with Class Flower to Li Haoyu.
"I never expected Class Flower would turn out like this," Li Haoyu said, shaking his head in disbelief. "It seems some people are destined to go down the wrong path."
"Yeah," Mu Yunze nodded, hoping she would wake up to reality soon.
The campus felt like a machine that never stopped running, day after day. One day, a public lecture broke the usual monotony as students from several classes flooded into the large auditorium, creating a lively atmosphere. Mu Yunze habitually arrived early and chose a corner seat, quietly waiting for the class bell to ring.
Students trickled in, and the classroom gradually grew noisy. Mu Yunze flipped through his notes, trying to block out the surrounding chatter. Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils. He instinctively looked up and was met by Chu Mohan's serene and beautiful face.
"May I sit here?" Chu Mohan asked softly, a gentle smile gracing her lips.
Mu Yunze was momentarily taken aback, a hint of panic flashing through him. Ever since he resolved to live well with Han Jincheng, he had intentionally kept his distance from Chu Mohan to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.
"Of course," Mu Yunze managed to smile, though inside he felt a whirlwind of emotions.
Chu Mohan sat down beside him, leaving less than a book's width between them. Mu Yunze could distinctly feel the warmth radiating from her, which made him even more uneasy.
The content of the public lecture was dull and tedious, but Mu Yunze found it impossible to concentrate. He occasionally stole glances at Chu Mohan, noticing how diligently she took notes with focused attention. Her profile was soft and delicate; her long eyelashes fluttered slightly like a butterfly dancing in the air.
Mu Yunze's heart raced inexplicably as an unfamiliar sensation spread through him. He struggled to control his emotions and forced himself to focus on the lecture, but his thoughts were like wild horses galloping away uncontrollably.
Finally, the class bell rang, and Mu Yunze let out a sigh of relief. Just as he prepared to get up and leave, Chu Mohan called out to him.
"Mu Yunze, wait a moment." Her voice was sweet and gentle, flowing over him like a clear spring.
Mu Yunze paused and turned to her with curiosity. "What is it?"
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