Aria had bought a cup of glutinous rice porridge and an egg pancake for breakfast.
The breakfast at Harvard University was quite different from that in the small town where she was from. At Yibei Middle School, breakfast usually consisted of Chinese flatbread stuffed with various vegetables, and the porridge was either black rice porridge or millet porridge.
Other than that, there was only instant noodles, which were soaked in boiling water by the cafeteria staff. They were not nutritious.
In order to grow taller, Aria hardly ate instant noodles more than two or three times a year. She had heard that it took 21 days to digest a pack of instant noodles.
Besides, to grow taller, she also insisted on drinking a pack of pure milk every day.
In Aria's junior high school class, the monitor was a tall and thin guy, much taller than others, standing out like a crane among chickens.
At that time, they were just in the first year of junior high school. Most of the classmates in the class were short. There were even quite a few boys who were less than 1.6 meters tall. So he was really extremely tall.
Aria was stunned.
At that time, group - cooperative learning was popular in the class. Six people formed a group, sitting with their desks facing each other, face - to - face.
Later, they were assigned to the same group. During the evening self - study, when they were chatting secretly in the group, the topic of height came up.
At that time, the monitor was quite embarrassed and said that his mother had been making him drink milk since he was a child, so he was taller than his peers.
Aria still remembered the envious and jealous looks of the boys in the group at that time.
Then she also started to insist on drinking milk.
A trend of drinking milk started in their entire group.
At that time, Aria didn't like pure milk, so she bought the yogurt - like drinks from the school supermarket. She didn't know if it was useful, but it was just for psychological comfort.
However, she later found out that it didn't really work.
Because once after an exam, during the parents' meeting, Aria saw the monitor's father and realized that it was due to genetic inheritance.
Later, when she reached high school, she suddenly started to like pure milk and developed a habit. She didn't know if this persistence paid off, but Aria had grown to nearly 168 cm.
She was tall and beautiful.
Sometimes she liked to daydream. She thought that her 168 cm paired with Ryder's 187 cm, with her wearing high - heels, would be just right.
But so much time had passed, and she didn't know if he had grown taller.
Aria was biting the egg pancake, lost in random thoughts.
The breakfast provided by the Harvard University cafeteria was diverse, but most of the flatbreads were made of un - leavened dough, not the multi - layer sesame - paste - like ones. Fried dough cakes that shed crumbs were more popular, or there were buns, egg - and - meat patties, steamed egg custard, etc.
She hadn't tried all of them in these days. She almost changed the variety every day. Her appetite was not big, and she often couldn't finish what she bought.
As she was looking at the stage decoration not far away, taking small bites of the egg pancake, she couldn't help but sigh, "So many balloons. I don't know how long it took to blow them all up."
Not only was the stage surrounded by several circles of balloons, but there were also balloons all over the open spaces on both sides. It was decorated like a balloon garden.
There were not many activities at Yibei Middle School, and they had never put so much effort into decoration. There were never this many balloons.
The last time she saw so many balloons was when she was in primary school, during Children's Day. There were colorful flags and balloons tied with criss - crossing lines in the sky.
"Yeah," Sydney said, resting her chin in her hand, squinting and smiling, "When I came in the morning, there were still people working on them at the door. After the fraternity is over, let's go and pick a few to play with."
"Can we take them?" Aria was sipping the porridge through a straw, tilting her head.
Sydney: "Sure. Otherwise, what will they do with so many balloons? But I guess we'll have to fight for them."
"Okay, it's up to you."
Aria wondered if Ryder liked balloons. She would grab a few and give them to him later.
"Aria——"
At this moment, someone called her name.
Aria instinctively hid the unfinished breakfast in her hand to the side and looked in the direction of the voice.
"Hmm? Who's calling me?" Her voice was a bit nasal, low, and carried a barely perceptible hint of panic.
"What are you afraid of? It's our class monitor." Sydney was almost laughing her head off at her reaction. This girl was acting like she was still in high school. She was so scared that she even hid the food she was eating.
Aria looked at the boy who called her and recognized him.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"This is for you." The class monitor held out a cold drink and handed it to her. When Aria didn't take it, he explained, "I didn't buy it. Someone asked me to give it to you."
Aria never accepted things from people she didn't know or wasn't familiar with. In the past, when someone who was chasing her gave her something, she always refused. Because it was really hard to return such favors.
And she had been at this school for less than two weeks. Who could she know?
She asked cautiously, "Do you know who that person is?"
The class monitor: "..."
He didn't know.
"I'm sorry," Aria shook her head, gently refusing, "Monitor, could you please help me take it..."
Coincidentally, her phone vibrated.
It was a voice call.
It rang for a few seconds and then hung up. Aria stopped, stunned.
Soon, a message popped up.
「Ryder Kensington」: Take it.
「Ryder Kensington」: I had someone send it to you.
"..." Aria stared at the screen for two seconds. The words of refusal that were halfway out stopped abruptly. The class monitor was still waiting for her. Just as he seemed about to turn around, her face immediately turned red.
"Monitor."
She called him.
The class monitor turned back. Aria gritted her teeth and said bravely, "I know who it is. You can give it to me."
"Thank you."
She tried to force a smile that wasn't too awkward.
"Oh." The girl was really beautiful and delicate. She had put on a light makeup today, with a small fish - bone braid on the side of her ear. Her cheeks were a bit red at this moment, making her stand out even more.
The class monitor's face also turned red suddenly. He didn't dare to look at the girl much. He quickly handed over the cold drink and left in a hurry.
Sydney laughed even more heartily, lying on her shoulder, "The president just sent you a drink. Why are you blushing? Look, you've made our innocent little class monitor run away. You're really flirting with him."
"..."
How could she know it was sent by him!
Aria used the cold drink in her hand to cool her face. She bit her lip, pushed Sydney angrily, and said with a blushing face, "You think you know everything? You're deliberately making fun of me, right?"
"Ha ha ha, honey, you're so funny." Sydney continued to laugh.
Aria was completely speechless.
She dragged her small folding stool and moved it aside, deciding to draw a temporary line from this girl for a while, but was pulled back.
"Hey, hey, don't do that. It's my fault, okay? My fault." Sydney held back her laughter and pulled her back, "You're only tough with me."
Aria glanced at her, "Hmph."
"Hey, you're so spoiled!" Sydney also glanced at her, crossing her arms.
The two soon started fooling around again.
This led to Aria only hurriedly finishing the egg pancake and glutinous rice porridge in her hand two minutes before the opening ceremony, and she didn't even have time to throw away the garbage. ωWω.GoNЬ.οrG
The cheerful background music suddenly stopped, and the venue instinctively fell silent.
The microphone was tapped twice, making a "da", "da" sound that echoed in this enclosed venue.
There were gasps and exclamations.
She looked up in a hurry along with everyone else, and when she saw that person, she was, embarrassingly, unable to look away for a short time.
There was no other reason.
Ryder in a formal suit was simply deadly.
He was so handsome that it was completely unreasonable.