Chapter 221 Still Leaving People's Falling Flowers

He has seen that there must be another person in Ziyi's heart, and he also understands that Ziyi's previous madness must also be for another man.

However, no matter how much he understands or how painful his heart is, his eyes can no longer move away from Ziyi's side. Looking at such Ziyi and himself, there was also a trace of pain and despair in Haoyu's heart.

And others were silent when they saw their expressions.

They don't know how to deal with such a thing or how to face such a thing.

Although many of them have fallen in love and have admired people, it is the first time they have encountered such feelings. They have never thought of or hoped that they will also encounter such feelings. Only when they really met, they realized how superficial they had been before. .

It's just that whether it's superficial or not, some things can never be changed.

A person who pursues fame can still give up love for fame, strive for a great future, and will not stop his progress because of love.

So although everyone sighed in their hearts, they sighed that if they really let them do it themselves, I'm afraid no one will want to do it.

Thinking about this, everyone's eyes couldn't help but become complicated again.

And Ziyi sat in her seat, but she didn't pay so much attention at all.

After a month, she has calmed down. Although she will still be painful and sad, the past has passed away. From then on, her Ziyi is no longer the same Ziyi she used to be. Thinking of this, Ziyi really put it down.

Since she came to this world, although she has also had a sense of belonging and warmth, there will still be a blank in her heart, but now the blank is filled. Although the process is painful and more uncomfortable than scratching, her heart is still full after all.

Thinking about this, Ziyi's eyes calmed down again.

And Peng Ziqing felt Ziyi at this time, but his heart waved again.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong not to chase him out at the beginning, but looking at Haoyu, who was staring at Ziyi, Peng Ziqing could not do anything to compete with his friends for women.

So Peng Ziqing just sighed deeply in his heart and never looked at Ziyi again.

But Haoyu has already walked to Ziyi's side at this time.

"Ziyi." Haoyu shouted with some difficulty and put his hand on Ziyi's shoulder, but somehow stayed in the air...

When Ziyi heard the sound, she slowly looked up and looked at Haoyu's eyes. She smiled, slowly stretched out her hand and held Haoyu's hand, "Thank you."

Ziyi said this, but Haoyu was stunned. He said excitedly, "Are you... how are you?"

"I'm fine." Ziyi said affirmatively, and a surprise flashed in Haoyu's eyes, but suddenly held Ziyi's hand, "So...you..."

Haoyu stopped halfway through his words. In fact, he didn't want to say it, but he didn't know where to start.

And Ziyi looked at him, but only smiled, and then whispered, "I'm fine. Don't worry. Although it's a little difficult these days, it also made me understand that I was too impulsive that day, so I told you that. Words, but I won't say that again from now on.

Ziyi said this, with a lot of affirmation in her eyes.

Haoyu listened, but his heart was slightly shocked, "So... will you still be willing to believe in love in the future?"

"Yes."

Ziyi's affirmative reply slowly penetrated into Haoyu's heart, and suddenly made him feel that spring was warm and blooming.

He didn't know where the courage came from and hugged Ziyi into his arms, and others were stunned on the spot when they saw his action.

The pain in Peng Ziqing's heart slowly melted away, but Qingling directly forgot what he should do.

Looking at Ziyi and Haoyu's movements, all of them seemed to have lost their words and breath, knowing that Ziyi gently broke away from Haoyu's arms...

"Haoyu..." Ziyi shouted softly.

Haoyu realized his abruptness just now and couldn't help but be inexplicably nervous. He rubbed his hand vigorously, and then blushed and dared not look into Ziyi's eyes and said, "I...I...sorry." Haoyu said this and quickly returned to his seat.

And Ziyi looked at Haoyu's figure turning away, but she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

In fact, she didn't blame him just now, just because Haoyu's action came too suddenly and she hasn't reacted yet.

Only now, seeing that Haoyu had "escaped", Ziyi couldn't help touching her nose and sat down innocently.

And others were a little confused when they saw her move.

They were not sure whether Ziyi was angry or happy. They just looked at her sitting in her position inexplicably, and they also became inexplicable.

And the whole classroom quieted down in such an inexplicable way.

When Yuwen Haoyang came in, he saw such a scene. At first, he didn't understand what was going on with these students today, but when he saw Ziyi, there was a touch of surprise in his eyes, and at the same time, he took a touch of clear.

"Ziyi, you are here." Yuwen Haoyang said so, and a trace of shame appeared on Ziyi's face, "Mr. Yuwen, I'm really sorry." Ziyi said this and respectfully made a big salute to Yuwen Haoyang.

Yuwen Haoyang saw it and quickly stretched out his hand and said, "You don't have to be so polite. Get up quickly!" Yuwen Haoyang said so, and Ziyi also sat down following his words.

When they officially went to class, Ziyi was a little depressed to find that Yuwen Haoyang was still talking about poetry today.

For this matter, Ziyi asked Qi Shan strangely, "Why is Mr. Yuwen still talking about poetry?" Hasn't it been said a month ago? Ziyi asked puzzledly.

Qi Shan gave her a wry smile, "Mr. Yuwen usually takes three or two months to explain something. A month is just a small thing, and you will get used to it in the future." Qi Shan answered in a low voice.

Ziyi listened, but her face turned bitter.

Haoyu, who knew the cause and effect, sat in front of him and heard their conversation, but a smile appeared on his face.

It's great that Ziyi can recover!

Haoyu thought so, and he felt better.

And Peng Ziqing just looked at this side indifferently, and finally turned his face and looked out of the window.

He remembered that when he was addicted to it for the first time, he saw Ziyi's side face, and at that time, the scenery outside the window was so beautiful today, but from then on, he was afraid that he would never enjoy such beautiful scenery again! Thinking of this, a touch of loneliness appeared in Peng Ziqing's eyes...

However, Yuwen Haoyang did not have so much time to care about their thoughts. After explaining part of the content, he began to assign homework, but this homework was not done after class, but in class, asking everyone to write a poem with scenery.

The students are not used to Yuwen Haoyang's requirements. Anyway, their poetry is like a small examination for future students, which is already a common thing.

It's just the first time for Ziyi.

She has asked Deng Zhongyuan to write the last homework, this time...

"Hey!" Ziyi sighed, "It seems that this disaster can't escape!" Thinking of this, Ziyi's face became bitter. But she also accepted her fate, but did she just write a poem? Hey, after learning so many songs in my previous life, I have to wrong my predecessors in a few days. Let's borrow them for the time being!

Thinking about this, Ziyi's expression became relaxed.

However, Yuwen Haoyang, who was looking at Ziyi, was slightly strange. Originally, the little girl Ziyi, her face collapsed as soon as she heard that she was going to write a poem, but now she became indifferent. I don't know why? However, no matter what the reason is, Yuwen Haoyang can't ask now, so he can only put his doubts in his heart and no longer show them...

Time passed in the silence of everyone.

After an hour had passed, Yuwen Haoyang also urged again.

"Well, it's almost time. Let's bring up all your works!" Yuwen Haoyang said so, and suddenly everyone sighed again.

After all, not everyone has the talent to write poetry. For those who don't like poetry, it's more painful for them to write a poem than killing them.

So many people have a headache about this homework.

And Ziyi saw their appearance and felt a little sorry, but she also stood up and handed in the poem with everyone...

Ziyi wrote a poem she learned in her previous life. Although in Ziyi's opinion, that poem may not be extremely good, it should not be bad to deal with Yuwen Haoyang! Thinking of this, Ziyi became more indifferent.

When Yuwen Haoyang sorted out all the poems and began to look at it, Ziyi felt bored.

Yuwen Haoyang's books in class are not very thick. Ziyi has already finished reading them. Now sitting there, Ziyi has nothing to do for a while.

And Haoyu saw a smile in her eyes and secretly stuffed a book.

Ziyi picked it up curiously and looked at it, but it was a novel.

Looking at this book, curiosity flashed in Ziyi's eyes, "How can you have this book?"

"I asked someone to buy it secretly." Haoyu said this, and a trace of clear flashed in Ziyi's eyes.

However, Peng Ziqing's hand next to him stayed on a book on his desk and never moved away.

Originally, he wanted to show his book to Ziyi, but looking at the current situation, he knew that he didn't need it anymore.

On both side of the classroom, a man looked at the situation here and was a little surprised.

He knows Haoyu and Peng Ziqing, but who is the little girl sitting next to them?

Huang Purui thought curiously and asked his classmates around him. And the classmate was not surprised to hear Huang Purui's question.

Huang Pu Rui is like Peng Ziqing and others, Tianzhijiaozi of the college, but unlike Peng Ziqing, Huangpu Rui does not come to class much, so it is not surprising that he doesn't know Ziyi. However, since Huangpu Rui asked, the classmate also explained patiently.

And when Huangpu Rui heard all kinds of "legends" related to Ziyi, his eyes lit up.

He has never seen such an interesting girl! Thinking of this, Huang Purui was a little more curious about Ziyi.

And Ziyi doesn't know Huang Po Rui's mind at all. Now her mind is sinking into that novel and she doesn't care about anything else.

And when she read the same novel, Yuwen Haoyang's poem was also finished.

He divided the poem into two parts. One of them are the poems of most people, which are piled together, which is really spectacular, while on the other side there are only a few pieces of paper. Seeing this situation, people who have taken Yuwen Haoyang's class know that Mr. Yuwen is going to start commenting again.

Thinking about this, everyone's spirit was cheered up. After all, it would be a great honor for them to be appreciated by Mr. Yuwen, so looking at those small pieces of paper, everyone's eyes became warm...

And Ziyi sat there without moving.

How to comment on Mr. Yuwen is his business, as for his own poems...

Ziyi didn't expect this to go up at all. Who told her to plagiarize others! Hey! People who plagiarize will feel uneasy... This is very obvious in Ziyi, so although she is very confident in the predecessor, looking at the folded paper, Ziyi's heart is still a little uneasy.

She not only hoped that her poems would not be selected, but also hoped that her poems would be selected, and the contradiction was extreme for a while.

And Yuwen Haoyang looked at her, but only gave her a smile.

"Well, now I'm going to comment on your homework this time." Yuwen Haoyang said so, so he picked up the smallest stack of paper, waved it to everyone, and then said, "This time, I found a few masterpieces from your homework. You might as well listen to it."

Yuwen Haoyang said here, and everyone said hello!

And Yuwen Haoyang also read it... (These poems can be found, because a certain clothes are really incompetent to write poems, so everyone will just take a look~)

The first song is Peng Ziqing's:

Zhuwu has no dust and water threshold, and lovesickness is separated from the heavy city. Autumn does not disperse the frost and fly late, leaving the withered lotus to listen to the sound of rain.

Yuwen Haoyang slowly read out Peng Ziqing's poem, but Ziyi was a little stunned. She has always known that Peng Ziqing's studies are very good, but she only stays at this level. Now it really sounds, but it makes her a little moved.

It is said that seeing poetry is like seeing people. This poem is not only quiet, but also elegant. Listening to this poem, Ziyi seems to see Peng Ziqing's cold figure standing in front of the pavilion, looking at the withered lotus of the lake and missing figure from afar.

Thinking about this, Ziyi couldn't help looking at Peng Ziqing.

But the two's eyes just collided...

Suddenly, both of them couldn't help trembling. Peng Ziqing quickly withdrew his eyes, but Ziyi was a little confused.

She didn't know how it felt, and she didn't know what it was for just now. She just looked at it, but Ziyi seemed to see Peng Ziqing's loneliness and loneliness in her heart.

And Peng Ziqing's heart was also thunging at this time.

Zi's eyes have always been as quiet as water. Just now, this was the same look, but it also had the opportunity to make him feel that he had traveled for centuries. Looking at it like this, he had forgotten himself and everything about Zhou Weida...

However, Haoyu saw all this in his eyes, and his heart suddenly hurt.

However, Yuwen Haoyang did not notice them. After briefly analyzing the poem, Yuwen Haoyang directly said three good words. And others also had a burning heat in their eyes when they looked at Peng Ziqing.

When Yuwen Haoyang picked up the second piece of paper, everyone calmed down again. Yuwen Haoyang spread out the paper and looked at the words on the paper. His face became calm.

"This is Haoyu's poem." Yuwen Haoyang said so and read it...

Prosperous things disperse fragrant dust, flowing water and ruthless grass since spring. At dusk, the east wind complains about the birds, and the falling chrysanthemum is like a person falling from the building.

Haoyu's poem was tragic and sad. Ziyi was slightly surprised when she heard it, "Haoyu... How could you make such a sad poem?" Ziyi asked in her heart, and there was also a little confusion in Haoyu's eyes.

And Haoyu looked at Ziyi's eyes, but he was quiet and sad.

In fact, why doesn't he want to make a happy poem? Just during that time, how could his heart rise easily when he saw Ziyi's pain?

It's just that who can he say such feelings to? So Haoyu just smiled at Ziyi and then turned his head.

Huang Po Rui looked at this scene, but his eyes showed some curiosity.

He is really interested in Ziyi this time. It's really not easy to be entangled with two talented women! Thinking of this, Huangpu Rui just wanted to ask others about Ziyi again, but suddenly heard Yuwen Haoyang mention Ziyi's poem.

Hearing this name, Huang Purui blinked his eyes, but his heart was shocked...

"Ziyi's poem..." Huang Purui thought so and suddenly became interested.

And Yuwen Haoyang didn't let everyone wait much, so he read it directly:

Don't dream to Yiyi to Xie's house, the small corridor is curved and oblique. There is only the spring moon, which is still shining and falling flowers for people.

This poem is remembered by Ziyi and is more impressive. Although she didn't write it herself, she liked it very much.

And others listened to the poem, but became dull.

Ziyi's poems surprised them and shocked them. They never thought that Ziyi had made such a good poem, nor did they think that there would be such feelings in Ziyi's poems.

"It's still a falling flower for people." Is this what Ziyi is thinking about?

Haoyu and Peng Ziqing were thinking about it, but suddenly lost their words...