When Xu Xiangyang opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was his class monitor leaning over him, her delicate nose slightly wrinkled with her slender eyebrows bunched together, staring at him with a rather displeased expression.
Her large, deep eyes seemed bottomless, and the pupils that even the scorching sun couldn't fully illuminate were disconcerting when stared at up close, as if they could see through all the secrets hidden in one's heart.
But... even with her clearly annoyed expression, he still thought she was adorable.
Xu Xiangyang gazed at the class monitor's face, which looked as if it had been carved by a skilled artisan with its beautifully intricate features. Her neat black hair cascaded down to her shoulders, sparkling in the golden sunlight. He didn't speak, just silently appreciated her for a while.