Raise Love-97-How dare he pry into the corner of the wall?

These days, whenever Ryder didn't have classes, he would come to accompany Aria to class. But calculus was a small - sized class, so Aria had to attend it alone. During class, when doing example problems, she thought, "Ah, this is so easy. I've got it."

However, when the teacher assigned homework and Aria tried to do it by herself after class, she realized that her understanding was just an illusion. She couldn't even start writing.

The beginning of college life brought an indescribable sense of confusion.

It wasn't as busy as high school, where she had classes and studied in a routine way every day. Now, she had a lot of free time, but she felt as if she was hanging in mid - air.

When Aria didn't have classes, she would go to the library and stare blankly at her homework. The student union recruitment was so busy that even Ryder, who usually slacked off a lot, was dragged by Finn Alvarez to work.

As a result, more than a month passed. Apart from receiving breakfast from Ryder, seeing him occasionally in class, and on the way back to the dormitory, the two of them hardly had any communication in their spare time.

Ryder was the type who would get dark circles if he stayed up late. Aria could tell that he was very tired. Feeling sympathetic secretly, she didn't want to cause him any more trouble.

So she gave up the idea of asking him to explain the math problems.

One day, Aria came to the library again.

The library at Harvard University was large and magnificent, but seats were still hard to come by. With the students preparing for postgraduate entrance exams and those aiming for postgraduate - exemption, there were so many people that every seat was occupied.

One had to come early every day to reserve a seat.

There was an empty seat next to Aria. Ryder would sit there when he came occasionally. Sometimes, when students couldn't find a seat, she would offer it.

Today, she came early, and no one had asked for the seat yet.

A boy sat down across from her at some point. Aria was wearing headphones, focused on finishing an English listening exercise. She looked up briefly, then lowered her head again.

She still hadn't done her math homework.

She was worried, and her whole little face was wrinkled. It often took her more than half an hour to solve one math problem, but she still couldn't figure it out.

Help!!

In senior high school, she really worked hard to raise her math score from 16 to over 100...

How on earth could she be so absent - minded as to forget that the financial management major required advanced mathematics?

Aria stared at the problem for a few seconds, then slumped onto the table feebly.

God, are you playing with me?

Half an hour later.

Aria, who had used up several sheets of draft paper to solve two problems, only to find that the result of the second one was wrong: "..."

The boy who was reading and studying across from her had been observing Aria for a long time. He wanted to speak several times but held back. Finally, he tapped the table.

He said in a breathy voice, "Aria?"

Aria didn't expect someone to call her. She wearily summoned the little spirit left after being tortured by advanced mathematics and looked up.

She was stunned.

Only then did she clearly see that the boy sitting across from her had a very clear and gentle appearance and temperament. There was an English CET - 6 Spark book open in front of him.

Most importantly, she knew this boy.

The boy smiled at her and said in a gentle voice, "I heard from classmates that you didn't perform well in the college entrance examination, so you went to repeat the senior year. I didn't expect you to be admitted to Harvard University after repeating."

Aria came back to her senses and smiled. "Yeah."

Harvard University had the boy she had liked for so long. Since she had chosen to repeat, of course, she had to work hard to come and see him.

This boy was Aria's primary school classmate named Kiran. He was a very quiet and low - profile person in the class. Then one day in the first year of high school, she suddenly met him at The Bronx Middle School.

Aria almost didn't recognize him. She was surprised that he had become so handsome. It was he who took the initiative to greet her.

He studied science. Later, Aria saw him on the podium and knew that his academic performance had become very good.

One of her junior high school roommates was in the same class as him and even at the same desk. When they had meals together, the roommate often complained that he could play around yet still rank among the top three in the grade. It was simply inhumane.

Aria was amazed at his change and had sighed countless times that many boys didn't show their academic talent until high school, especially those with an astonishingly strong scientific thinking.

In the second semester of the first year of high school, when they were divided into liberal arts and science classes, he still chose science and was assigned to the experimental class. There were two experimental classes in The Bronx Middle School's senior year, and they were evenly matched. Ryder happened to be in the same class as him.

Aria's relationship with Kiran was neither close nor distant. They were nodding - acquaintance, the kind who would nod and say hello when they met at school.

Kiran smiled and asked, "I've seen you looking gloomy for almost an hour. Did you encounter some problem that you can't solve?"

"... Uh."

Aria had an embarrassed expression.

Mathematics was like her ancestor, having her completely under its control.

"Math problems?" Kiran glanced at the books and draft paper in front of her. "I'm from the Department of Mathematics. I can take a look."

Aria felt a bit embarrassed. "Won't it trouble you?"

He smiled. "No."

In the library, communicating in a breathy voice was very difficult for them, and they were afraid of disturbing others. So they simply wrote on paper.

Perhaps to accommodate her, Kiran wrote the solution process in great detail. Whenever Aria didn't understand a step, she would circle it.

Kiran patiently explained it to her on the paper, and Aria's confused thoughts suddenly cleared up. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly organized the problem - solving steps and wrote them down in her workbook.

Ryder came to the library to find someone after class. What he saw was the little girl sitting obediently on the red - brown wooden chair, her body slightly leaning forward. There was a boy sitting across from her.

The boy had his head half - lowered, holding a pen, and was earnestly explaining something to her. His little girl was stretching her waist, looking extremely attentive.

Ryder: "..."

He glanced at the milk tea in his hand, licked his lips.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, and he smiled.

Who was so bold and tired of living? How dare he pry into his corner?

Ryder gritted his teeth, stared expressionlessly for a few seconds, then walked over in big steps, picked up the backpack the little girl had placed on the chair next to her, and sat down unhurriedly.

Aria stopped listening and subconsciously turned her head, saying in a polite and low voice, "Sorry, this - "

...seat is taken.

When she saw who it was, she was stunned for a moment, and her eyes lit up.

Her clear and bright almond - shaped eyes seemed to be speaking, asking him - "Why are you here? Did you finish class so soon?"

She lowered her head to check the time on her phone and found that it was already past 9:30. The two classes starting at 8 am had ended for a while.

The little girl was a bit happy.

Ryder's heart instantly softened. A smile spread in his eyes. He ruffled her hair and inserted the straw into the milk tea for her.

Then his eyes turned to the boy diagonally across.

Oh, well.

He didn't expect it to be an acquaintance. They knew each other?

Kiran was usually absorbed in studying mathematics and didn't care about the Harvard University forum.

Recently, because the CET - 6 exam was approaching, he came to the library to do practice questions and review.

He was surprised to see that the boy who suddenly sat down was Ryder, and it seemed that Ryder had an unusual relationship with Aria.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Ryder looked at him with a half - smile.

What kind of look was that?

Kiran felt a bit strange in his heart, but he didn't bother to think deeply. After all, they were classmates who had managed to stay in the experimental class for two and a half years.

So he nodded politely to Ryder as a greeting.

Ryder: "..."