<h4>Chapter 1315: This Was the First Time He Had Met Such a Girl</h4>


    “When I told you to get something for her, I wasn’t expecting you to buy flowers,” Mo Yixuan said darkly and his expression was equally dark.


    “You could have gotten her clothes or essories,” he added.


    Yang Mingyu looked at him incredulously and said, “Then why didn’t you say so earlier? You only told me to buy something that girls would like.”


    He had indeed bought things that girls would like.


    Mo Yixuan stuffed the tie in his hands into the closet, then he headed to the bathroom, and sshed cold water on his face.


    He felt strangely upset at the thought of that girl buying him such an expensive gift.


    He didn’t know how to respond to this girl, so he asked Mingyu to send her some gifts. He had only wanted to give her a gift in kind since he knew that the tie was expensive and could also guess that she wasn’t very well off.


    Mo Yixuan took out his cell phone and paced around his room. He couldn’t decide if he should call her or drop her a text so that she wouldn’t misunderstand his intentions.


    After he clicked on the phone screen, he hesitated when he keyed her phone number.


    He couldn’t exin why he had hesitated either.


    What kind of girl was she?


    He was suddenly curious to know more about her because this was the first time he had encountered such a girl.


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    He Xiyan passed the choctes to many of her roommates and carried the bouquet of flowers back to her apartment.


    She had bought two ss vases and ced the blooming roses carefully into the vases.


    Then, she ced the vases on her desk so that she’d be able to see them each time she looked up. She would also gently touch the petals with her hand at times.


    That was great. She was sure that he had noticed her and even knew her name as well as the hostel where she used to live.


    It wouldn’t be long now before he contacted her.


    She was thrilled at that thought and went to bed with a smile on her face.


    She went to the track in front of the business school two dayster in the afternoon and loitered around the track as she had always done.


    She didn’t bring her drawing materials with her today but instead, she carried a digital camera that she had borrowed from Yang Jing.


    She took many photographs of the campus and many more of him.


    She couldn’t tear her eyes away from him since he appeared.


    He was ying basketball with several boys at the moment.


    He would usually jog or read around the track area, so this was the first time she saw him ying basketball.


    He didn’t seem to be a great basketball yer and two or three of his shots had just brushed the rim of the basketball hoop consecutively and when he attempted a three-pointer, the ball didn’t even go anywhere near the hoop.


    She smiled as she constantly adjusted the viewfinder as she took shots of him from different angles.


    She took photographs of him passing the ball, shooting, and putting on his hat...


    She thought that his moves were all elegant and handsome even though his skills weren’t that great.


    She had taken more than seventy or eighty photographs of him before she knew it.


    The boys who were ying basketball stopped and one of the boys turned to look in her direction.


    She froze and reacted as though she was a peeping tom who had been caught in the act. Her hands shook and if it wasn’t for the camera’s wrist strap that was wrapped around her hand, she would have dropped the camera.


    She quickly turned away and her face was as red as the sunset.