end of season and beginning of cool gl

Later, the name of the end of the season appeared, followed by Luo Chuliang.My heart trembled twice when I heard her name, wow, it turned out to be Ji Mo and Luo Chuliang, I looked at Ji Mo with envy in my eyes.

From the corner of her eyes, she probably saw me looking at her. When she turned her head, she was startled by my eager eyes. She raised her eyebrows inexplicably, and quietly wrote a sentence in a notebook and handed it to me, "What are you doing?" Well look at me like that."

Uh, it's really hard for me to say the reason. In desperation, I had no choice but to say: "I think you look very good today."

I felt that when Ji Mo saw this sentence, his body obviously stiffened for a moment, then he closed the book silently, flipped through the book pretending to be calm, and refused to give me half a look.

I sneaked a look at her, my little girl, the roots of her ears seemed to be a little red.

After class, I was taking out the books I will use for the next class and put them away. Suddenly there was a faint fragrance next to me. I turned my head and saw a tight-fitting white T-shirt with a light purple knitted sweater on top. coat.

Looking up the clothes, he climbed over a small mountain, and saw her face - Lolololo... Luo Chuliang?

She smiled at me, opened her sexy lips slightly, and called out a name in a lazy and soft voice.

"The end of the season~"

Whoops, this sound made people's bones crumble, but it's a pity that it wasn't me who shouted.

Ji Mo heard the sound and turned to look at her, "Hey Chuliang, what's the matter?"

Chu...Chuliang?I swallowed, silently glanced at the end of Ji, and then at Luo Chuliang, she actually called her so intimately?

It really makes no sense!

There is a villain in my heart who slapped the table angrily, and then silently tugged at the hem of his clothes... I really want to call her that.

Luo Chuliang replied: "It's okay, I'll come to the little master to report." As he spoke, he raised his hand from my eyes to Ji Mo's, with his palm spread out, and there was a big heart-shaped lying quietly in his palm. The small red iron box is the kind of box used to hold wedding candies at wedding banquets.

"this is for you."

"This is?" Ji Mo asked, picking up the box from her palm.

"It contains dried lotus leaves, made by my grandma's house. Using this to make tea can detoxify and nourish the skin, and the most important thing is to lose weight."

At this time, Dai Anqi's voice suddenly came in, and I realized that there was another Dai Anqi standing beside Luo Chuliang.

She rubbed her arm against me as a greeting, "Hey, are you Li Xiaozhu?"

Before I could speak, she said again: "Li Xiaozhu, little pig, why did you choose such a name?"

I was about to answer when she interrupted me again.

"But you really look like a little pig."

Me: "...hehe."

"By the way, you are actually assigned to a study group with me, don't you feel very honored?"

Me: "..." I smiled awkwardly but politely.

"No, this is for you." She raised her head, lowered her eyes, and stretched out her hand in front of my eyes.In the palm lay a small pink box that was the same as Luo Chuliang's.

I really don't like such arrogant and self-righteous people. Inexplicably, I thought of the allusion of "the food that comes from you".

And I can probably understand why some people would rather starve to death than eat cheap food.

I thought a lot for a moment, but I never picked up the box.

At this time Luo Chuliang said: "This is her wish, just accept it, don't be embarrassed." Luo Chuliang said, my brain has not reacted, and my hands have already taken it. up the box.

Dai Anqi nodded in satisfaction, and pulled Luo Chuliang away.

I was still a little dazed holding the box, and thought: Bah!shame.But after thinking about it again, isn't that what love is like, a moth jumping into a flame can even kill one's life, so such a trivial matter is nothing.

However, I turned my head to look at the backs of the two of them leaving with their hands hooked. Why is Luo Chuliang and Dai Anqi so close?

27

Later, when I stood in the corridor, I, Luo Chuliang, the end of the season, and Dai Anqi almost always stood together, spontaneously forming a small group.

The grouping of this study group is definitely not intentional by Bai Xiucai, so it is really a good relationship.

Now that I think about it, fate is such a strange thing.

Or in other words, if I pray desperately in my heart to do something, then all the coincidences in my life will be regarded as predestined fate by me.

Day after day, Dai Anqi took pleasure in mocking me. Since I was a child, I have a dull personality, and I am used to expressing my feelings in words. I am not very good at expressing my language. As for her ridicule, I can only suffer in silence day after day.

Although I don't like it in my heart, as long as Luo Chuliang is here, I will still run to her day after day, and I will enjoy all the ridicule.

But sometimes I have some doubts in my heart, why does she never mock Ji Mo and Luo Chuliang, but picks on me every time?At that time, I was young and dull, and I read some books about intrigues and deceptions. I only stubbornly thought that it was probably "human beings are deceived by others", and I didn't think about it other than that.

Today is Friday, and tomorrow is a monthly holiday.

The four were chatting in the corridor, and Luo Chuliang said to Ji Mo, "Will you come to my house for lunch tomorrow?"

"Haha, do you cook?"

"That's right, the dishes I cook are all delicious." Luo Chu sneered, with a little pride.

Good... Look at it, my heart jumped suddenly, as if I had eaten a mouthful of the sweetest honey, it was so sweet that I was about to fly.

"Haha, then I have to go." Ji Mo also followed suit.

I really want to go too.

"Little pig, you can go together tomorrow." Dai Anqi said to me.

Wow, I looked at her, and suddenly thought that Dai Anqi was so cute! "Yes, can you?"

"Of course." Luo Chuliang poked my forehead with her index finger, as if she thought it was a silly question for me to ask.

I covered my forehead, I couldn't hold it back, and smiled like a sunflower in full bloom.

Luo Chuliang is that sun.

That night, I tossed and turned in bed like beans being fried in a hot pan, and I couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Dimly, I can't remember the last time I fell asleep, and I woke up again at five o'clock the next day.

Rubbing his eyes in a daze, thinking of going to Luo Chuliang's house for dinner today, he suddenly became energetic again, rolling happily on the bed, imagining Luo Chuliang cooking in an apron, and sitting at the same table with her The scene of eating.

But it's still too early to get up now. I waited until 06:30 after lingering on the bed, and the house was still silent when I woke up.

I finished washing lightly, and when I came out of the bathroom, I happened to meet my mother who got up to go to the bathroom. She opened her sleepy eyes, which had not yet been fully opened, and looked at the still dark sky outside the window, "Today is the sun." Come out from the west? Don't you usually sleep until twelve o'clock when you are on vacation?"

"Hey," I smiled shyly, "Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health."

"Hehe." Mom glanced at me lightly and entered the bathroom.

I went back to the bedroom, humming a little song and flipping through my language notes. I wanted to organize a copy for Luo Chuliang, but it seemed that Dai Anqi was my study partner.

Alas, I scratched my head helplessly.

At this time, there were two knocks on the door outside, and then the door opened with a bang, which startled me who was thinking about major events in life.

I looked back and it turned out to be my mother.

Only my mother was like this. Every time after knocking on the door, she opened the door immediately without waiting for the person inside to answer.Every time I think, what is the significance of her knocking on the door?

In life, my mother can be regarded as a gentle, educated and reasonable person, except for the matter of opening the door, she does her own way, actively admits her mistakes, and never repents.

I mean, after telling her many times and still getting no results, I decided...to give up the treatment.

When my mother came in and saw me studying, she narrowed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth, showing a very satisfied smile, "Shall I get you a bowl of noodles?"

I nodded quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

I have never tired of eating the noodles cooked by my mother for more than ten years.

The noodles cooked by my mother are, in my opinion, the most delicious thing in the world, bar none.