The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Yu Muyang, handsome and suave, suave and suave.

He was born with a photographic memory and a handsome face that was hated by the heavens. From birth, everything went smoothly. He had everything he wanted, and the only setback he encountered.., it was also the biggest setback in his life -- Qi Rou.

Qi Rou looked like Qi Yan, but her personality was like Tan Bengbeng's. At such a young age, she was like a little old lady. She kept her pretty face taut all day long, without any sadness or joy.

For so many years, Yu Muyang had tried his best, but he could not conquer this iceberg.

Due to Yu Yuehan's strict orders, he quickly packed up his luggage and secretly transferred to Qi Rou's university with Qi Yan on his back.

Although they had different majors, they were schoolmates at least in the same school.

In the evening self-study classroom, the surrounding students were all engrossed in their studies. Yu Muyang lay on the table and did not fall asleep. In her mind, she was thinking about how to let qi rou know that he was not a simple childhood sweetheart to her, instead, she was harboring "Evil thoughts".

Yes, what Yu Muyang was most conflicted about now was Qi Rou's complete trust in him.

They had grown up together, and Yu Muyang had been chasing after his little wife for quite some time.

Qi Rou was completely defenseless against him.

They had even been alone in the same room together..

Unfortunately, in Qi Rou's heart, he was a "Brother", a brother who was less than a month older than her.

This really worried Yu Muyang to death.

The most difficult math and programming problems had never given him such a headache before. In this situation, if it was in a television drama, he would be the second most miserable man.

The childhood sweetheart that he had carefully taken care of had never noticed his feelings. In the end, he watched her throw herself into another man's arms while he was secretly sad..

Bang

Yu Muyang raised her head from the table. GE Yue, who was beside her, was not paying attention and was so scared that he almost fell off his chair.

"What are you doing?"Yu Muyang raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Ge Yue, who had a guilty look on his face.

Ge Yue finally came back to his senses and sat down in his seat. He bent down to pick up the exercise book that he had thrown on the ground in fear and pushed it in front of Yu Muyang.

"I just finished a very difficult high math question and couldn't solve the answer. I was about to ask you, but you suddenly looked up and gave me a fright."

"..."

Yu Muyang's eyes flashed. Seeing that no one around them was paying attention to them, she reached out to pick up GE Yue's pen, glanced at the question on the exercise book, and started to write the answer.

After a minute, he finished the difficult questions Ge Yue had mentioned and pushed the answers back to him.

Ge Yue saw the clear notes in his exercise book and the smooth way of solving the questions. He thought of everyone's misunderstanding of Yu Muyang and was about to say something when the bell for the evening self-study class rang.

Yu Muyang did not give him a chance to speak. He was the first to stand up from the table and left smoothly.

He still had to rush to pick up his little wife..

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Yu Muyang's university life was very regular.

He slept during class and picked up his little wife after class.

If he ran into Qi Rou, he would not rush her. He would just wait by the side and send her back to the dormitory after she was done with her work.

This rhythm seemed to have formed a habit, whether it was for him or Qi Rou.

On this day.

"Qi Rou, your brother is here to pick you up. You two are really close."When Qi Rou's deskmate saw the person standing outside the window, he immediately nudged qi rou with his elbow.

With both his hands supporting his chin, he stared at Yu Muyang with a face full of infatuation.

Yu Muyang was really handsome.

Originally, K University had a campus belle. She was the president of K University's high IQ club. Her name was selection.