Twelve aristocrats

"Don't knock anymore, I said it wasn't Ruo'er, it wasn't Ruo'er... How many times do you want me to say it..." There was a sobbing voice in the words.

"Ruoer... I know you blame me, I know you don't want to see me, I know you won't forgive me...but...even if you don't remember me, you still have to give me a chance to make up for the harm I did to you. "

"You didn't hurt me...it's always been my fault..." Oh my god! !what am i talking about! !How could I say such a thing, I obviously don't know him, and I have nothing to do with him, but that sentence, as if. . .

"Then why didn't you see me, why did you run..." Jing's sad tone, sad eyes, and sad expression actually formed an image in his mind, which was heartbreakingly beautiful and suffocating.

Because I am afraid, afraid to see you.So can you stay away from my world! !

No. . .can not be like this. . .Can't hurt him like this. . . .

"You still can't forgive me, right..." The almost hoarse voice was full of heartbreak.

I don't. . .I don't. . . .

An Zichun wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he could only cry. An Zichun covered his mouth, as if he didn't want to hear him sobbing.

"No matter what you become, you are still my Ruo'er... This point has never changed, and will never change..." Resolute and decisive, when the words came, the sound of his leaving footsteps could be heard at the door.

Is he gone?

Do not know why. .he's gone. . .An Zichun cried even harder. . .

(Tang Mohan: You let him go!! Dizzy!!)

At this time, the rain was falling heavily, beating the glass windows like beans.

The girls in the classroom were still sobbing.

It's almost one o'clock now, and all the students are going back to the classroom.

Outside.

All the students stared blankly at the beautiful young man standing under the camphor tree at the entrance of the classroom of Class A, Senior Two.

The white shirt of the beautiful young man has been drenched by the increasing rain, his maroon hair is covered with water droplets, and the water droplets flow down his cheeks, his thin and handsome face with sharp edges and corners, and his amber eyes have been blurred. There was a layer of mist.

It seemed extraordinarily alienated.

"Wow!! That beautiful boy!! Why are you standing in the rain and drenched in the rain!! Looks so pitiful!!"

"What!! People are enjoying the beauty of the rainy season!!"

"Nonsense, if he enjoys the beauty of the rainy season, why is he standing in our sophomore class A?"

"Of course it's to see me!! Oh, I'm so embarrassed!" A certain woman looked excited.

"Go, go, you don't look at yourself in the mirror, other handsome men will fall in love with you, unless he is blind!!" A group of girls scorned.

"Hmph, you guys are jealous of me!!"

"I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen you so shameless..." After finishing speaking, the girl rushed over furiously, and a group of girls scuffled together.

The gate of Class A of the third year of high school was completely chaotic.

Even people from other classes came to watch this beautiful man.

Some girls, who couldn't even look at him, went up to give him an umbrella, but they were coldly rejected by the beautiful boy, who only said: "I have nothing else to ask, but she can see me."

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