Goddess she is reborn

Song Weiwei felt as if hundreds of mosquitoes were buzzing in front of her ears, and she ground her teeth secretly.

Get out of your way, sir!I hit you!

The beautician was terrified, and staring at Song Weiwei's murderous eyes, he tried his best to sell various products, and at the same time, covered Song Weiwei's face with layers of paste, which took more than half an hour to stop.

When everything was over, Song Weiwei put on light makeup and changed into clothes. Rong Man sat on the chair contentedly, looking at Song Weiwei with a radiant face, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"Tsk, as expected of the Huaqing language department, the skin that has been ruined by staying up late for three years is still beautiful."

Song Weiwei tugged at her clothes unaccustomed: "What the hell is tiehua?"

"Damn it, you don't know? When you were in college, everyone thought you were the flower of the language department. Many people chased you and regarded you as a goddess."

"Why don't I know about this?" Song Weiwei was confused.

Song Weiwei is actually very delicate and beautiful. Although she looks very haggard because of staying up late, she has a pair of eyes that seem to be talking. The eyelashes are as thick and beautiful as two small brushes. The eyebrows and eyes are slightly slender, like a fox. , has a special taste, her nose and mouth are small and cute, her skin is white and tender, and her hair is combed into a ponytail, just like the well-behaved heroine in Korean dramas. Many people liked her when she was in college, but she chased after Gu Wenshan all day , besides studying, Gu Wenshan is almost demented in her mind, how can she care about others?

"You were busy at that time... Cough, you automatically blocked all the creatures around you, and when you sent you a love letter, you treated it as someone else's and gave it to someone else, and you didn't even say it, and you foolishly gave it to others, I'm afraid .”

Song Weiwei raised one side of her eyebrows: "What else? Why didn't you tell me?"

"You turn around the back of her butt every day, wishing to become her little tail, and you didn't take it to heart when I told you."

Song Weiwei thought about it, and realized that it was true that the focus of her life during her entire college life was Gu Wenshan.When I open my eyes, I miss her, when I close my eyes, I miss her, when I can’t see her, I miss her, when I see her, I love her deeply.

It has been three years, and Song Weiwei still feels sad every time she thinks about it, but she no longer feels heartache.

No matter how deep the feelings are, they cannot withstand the erosion of time, and she is too lazy to follow in the footsteps of others.

Song Weiwei suddenly felt relieved, smiled and shook her head and said, "Forget it, it's all over, and I don't plan to fall in love now."

Song Weiwei, you have a new life, you don't need to trap yourself in that vicious circle named Gu Wenshan anymore.Inextricable.

Now, she laughs for herself, cries for herself, fights for her future, and lives for herself.

The class reunion was very close to Yindian, Rongman went to park the car, and Song Weiwei stood alone in front of the hotel, playing with her mobile phone and waiting for her to come back.

The gluttonous snake on the screen of the mobile phone spit out snake letters, trapped an enemy in her body, and satiated with satisfaction. She successfully won the first place.

She was so focused on playing that she didn't even notice that anyone was walking in front of her, so when a hand was placed on Song Weiwei's shoulder, she screamed softly, she was so frightened that the snake also hit the wall over.

My two thousand lengths!That's it, you bastard!

Song Weiwei gritted her teeth and raised her head to look at the person who came.

This is a young man about her age, wearing a three-piece suit in a well-proportioned manner, with a fair face, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and the most popular Korean haircut. He is very handsome, but a bunch of disobedient hair stands high on the top of his head, making him look a bit cute.

"Weiwei, it really is you." The young man showed a clean and shy smile, "I haven't seen each other for several years."

Song Weiwei stared at him for a while, carefully looked at his face, glasses, and hair, and thought about the actual situation.

"Li Ergou?"

The young man coughed dryly and shook his head.

"Dabao, hey, I haven't seen you for so many years, I almost don't recognize you, you boy has become a dog."

The young man showed a somewhat disappointed expression and shook his head again.

neither?This is so embarrassing.

Song Weiwei rested her chin and thought carefully. There were not many such fresh meat in their class back then, but...

She suddenly remembered what Rongman said not long ago about the sudden change in the class leader's painting style.

Looking at this bohemian, unyielding, tall and dumb hair!

"Squad leader?!"

Youth: "Well, you still remember me."

No, you're overthinking it. It's because I can't remember your name that I call you monitor!

Song Weiwei was even more embarrassed. She slapped the squad leader on the shoulder with a smirk, making him stagger: "Of course I remember you, how can I forget, ha, ha, ha."

Your hair is so iconic!I can't forget it even if I want to.

Rong Man parked the car and walked over, saw Song Weiwei slapping the squad leader almost kneeling on the ground from a long distance, and couldn't help but start to miss Song Weiwei who was soft and weak like a little white rabbit.

Now this filthy and rotten violent old driver in a dead house, is it true that Weiwei was crossed by aliens, right?

Song Weiwei saw Rong Man approaching, stepped forward, and held her hand affectionately, while secretly asking in a low voice: "What's the squad leader's name?"

"Li Sicheng, you can't remember your classmates for four years?"

Song Weiwei giggled, especially wretched: "Back then, his sense of existence was too low. If it weren't for his smudged hair, I wouldn't have remembered him, but the boy has changed a lot, he is quite handsome, and he is very suitable to be the protagonist of my new article. "

Rong Man threw her away speechlessly, walked in with big strides, and at the same time gave the little monitor a look of 'Fuck you daddy'.

The squad leader was very polite and approached Song Weiwei: "Weiwei, can I help you get your clothes?"

It's a pity that Song Weiwei's mind is now full of domineering president x Baijing little white-collar [-]-character yellow essay, and she didn't notice it at all, and she didn't realize that the monitor thought about her carefully: "No need, I can take it myself, you help Rongman Take it."

Li Sicheng's wagging tail drooped, looking a little pitiful.

Rong Man didn't know what to say.

#宋猫娃 is really a lonely student. #

The party is not interesting, after greeting all kinds of old classmates who I remember and don’t remember, asking each other about my recent life, having a meal and showing off my salary, the group booked a box and started singing.Rong Man will always be the queen of ktv, active in the front line of grabbing the microphone, Song Weiwei is very quiet in this kind of scene, sitting alone in the corner, playing with her mobile phone.

Li Sicheng sat not far from her, watching her in a daze.

Song Weiwei is not tall, but she is very small. Both her hands and her face are small, she is very delicate, and her nose is mischievously raised. She looks like a teenage girl, and she is very affectionate.

She was wearing a white shirt, a red sweater, and a small skirt with thin legs.When playing games to high, I will tip my toes excitedly.

The more Li Sicheng looked at it, the more his heart would melt.