Aria loved everything about him, almost blindly. She thought he was handsome when he smoked, and she also thought he was handsome when he fought.
The way he walked, his back view, the way he carried his schoolbag over one shoulder, everything about him made her feel irresistible. Love really makes people blind.
She had once secretly taken a cigarette he left on the coffee table.
You see, even though their interactions were so few, on her side alone, she had so many memories about him.
So, Aria simply couldn't tear herself away from those eyes. Aria stared at him for a while. Just as she was about to shift her gaze a little, she saw his lips move.
Aria paused again.
Ryder curved his lips, and his lips moved slightly, forming a silent mouthing.
He asked her:
"What were you smiling about?"
Aria looked at him and slightly furrowed her brows.
As if he knew she didn't understand, he slowly repeated, "What were you smiling about?"
This time, Aria understood.
She rolled her eyes and glanced left and right, only to find that her classmates were all keeping straight faces, staring intently, immersed in the pain of standing at attention.
And the boy across from her was smiling lazily, clearly teasing her.
She suddenly felt like laughing.
But having been called out just now, she bit the soft flesh inside her lip, stared straight ahead, tightly pursed her lips, and looked at him with a serious and expressionless face.
For some reason, this seemed to hit his funny bone. He suddenly raised his arm to cover his face, and his shoulders shook with laughter.
Ryder laughed with his face covered for a long time.
Aria looked at him helplessly as he laughed, pursed her lips, and finally managed to suppress the smile. When he finally stopped laughing and looked up again, their eyes met.
The sunlight flickered scattered.
He looked casual, his eyes slightly squinted, unrestrained and free - spirited. Every gesture was filled with youthful spirit.
Aria slightly moved her lips.
Ryder leaned back, squinted his eyes again to see her lip - shape clearly, and carefully made out what she was saying, showing an unusual concentration.
He tried to figure out her lip - shape bit by bit.
After a while, he laughed again. This time, he didn't cover his face. He just looked at her as she said:
— "Stop laughing."
Ryder said, "You provoked me."
"You were the one who laughed first. I couldn't help it when you laughed."
What he said was quite long with many words.
Aria took a while to recall and barely managed to piece together the general meaning.
Then she thought he was really shameless.
She hadn't been smiling at him just now. How could this person be so unreasonable? She couldn't make big movements, so she deliberately widened her eyes a bit more, hoping he could tell she was glaring at him.
However, what she didn't know was that her appearance was of the soft and beautiful type, and she simply couldn't look fierce.
Normally, when she put on a straight face, she just seemed aloof at most.
And when a girl is facing someone she likes, she always unconsciously has a bit more indescribable softness, and the whole aura is different.
If Ryder were really an experienced playboy, he would surely be able to tell at a glance the difference in the way the girl in front of him treated him.
However, in the end, he was just a false - reputation playboy.
The short - term training ended with a long and clear whistle. As soon as the whistle sounded, the students seemed to receive an order, and their stiff bodies instantly relaxed.
Wails rang out in unison.
Immediately, there was an even longer and more piercing whistle. This whistle was much thicker than the previous one.
It carried a stern warning.
The students were all confused and didn't take it to heart at all. As a result, before they could fully relax, they were snapped back by a stern voice.
The owner of the voice was the instructor: "Did I say it was over? Who told you to move? Stand up straight! No one is allowed to move until I say disband! Did you all hear me?!"
The students who had been hunched over and weak fell silent in an instant. With embarrassed expressions, they stood up straight again, standing there at a loss.
The instructor: "Continue."
Everyone: "..."
They really wanted to curse, but they didn't dare.
Their expressions clearly dropped.
Aria, who hadn't moved in the first place, took the opportunity to glance at Ryder. As expected, he was smiling with a hint of mockery, looking like he was watching a show.
Aria's eyelids twitched, and she clearly saw Ryan Bennett's mouth twitch.
This person...
He's extremely bad.
Everyone felt bitter, but they didn't know that Ryan Bennett was just as annoyed inside. He was also cursing in his heart.
Being an instructor really is a thankless job!
They were probably cursing him in their hearts.
These kids had just come out of high school, simple - minded and hating evil like an enemy, especially unable to tolerate being treated harshly by others.
Because in their view, this wasn't being strict, but being fierce.
A more appropriate word would be rude.
Ryan Bennett had also been through that rebellious period. Of course he knew what they were thinking. He used to curse the instructor from the dining hall to the dormitory, and even in his dreams.
It's really difficult, so difficult.
Although his mind was filled with thoughts, his face remained unchanged. He scolded expressionlessly, "Next time, no one is allowed to move until I say disband. Got it?"
Everyone: "Got it."
"He blew the whistle, but are you under the one who blew the whistle? I'm your instructor! What I say is the order. Remember this well. Just this once, remember?"
Everyone: "Remembered."
Ryan Bennett said expressionlessly, "Did you not have lunch? Speak louder. I can't hear you." gōΠb.ōγg
Everyone: "Remembered!"
Ryan Bennett: "Say it again."
Everyone: "Remembered!!"
"All right, disband." Ryan Bennett exhaled in relief, with a half - smile. "You're all cursing me in your hearts, right?"
Everyone shook their heads repeatedly: "No, no. How could we..."
"You wouldn't? Hehe." Ryan Bennett clicked his tongue and snorted. "We're all working people. Do you think I want to do this? All right, go have lunch quickly. Otherwise, there won't be any food left."
Everyone bent down in unison, clapped their hands, then went to the resting area to get their water cups and folding stools and walked towards the main entrance of the playground in groups.
Similar scoldings continued one after another on the playground. It wasn't just Aria's class. Every class was the same, and their class was actually dismissed the earliest.
At Harvard University, with four undergraduate grades, plus postgraduate and doctoral students, the number of students is countless. It was the lunchtime. The earlier you go, the more variety of dishes there will be. The other classes wouldn't be much later either. The students of Class 4 picked up their things and ran.
Soon, another group of people rushed towards the playground entrance.
Finn Alvarez and Maya Brooks came over at some point and were standing in the shade of the willow tree talking to Ryder.
Ryan Bennett raised his eyebrows, walked over, lowered his eyelids, first looked down at Ryder, and then smiled, "Yo, why are you guys here?"
"Come to see you and have some fun." Finn Alvarez leaned against the tree, his hand on Ryder's shoulder. "Thanks, Brother Ryan."
Ryan Bennett forced a smile: "Hehe."
Thanks? You're taking pleasure in my pain.
Finn Alvarez grinned: "Who asked you to take on this mess of Ryder's? Having him go and train those brats is less likely than a playboy reforming."