Slag Girl Illustrated Book

The three seconds that Tang Yu and Ruan Xihe looked at each other seemed long and short.

But the feeling of heartache was suffocated layer by layer, and he was suffocated because of the uncomfortableness.

He used to stay awake at night for a girl, and the emotion that opened his eyes and closed his eyes and wanted to shed tears really couldn't be described in words.

People who have never lost love will not experience the extremely suppressed madness. It was raining and he called her name downstairs over and over again, and she did not come down to see him, so cruel that he thought he was right in those three months. Don't know her at all.

Before being together, I always felt that I could meet her everywhere. After being together, they played together in the streets and alleys in the corners of Nanchengjiao.

She said on a whim that she was going to see Dai Wangshu's Rain Alley.

He went to many shops at night to buy oil-paper umbrellas and took her to the long and lonely rain alley.

It's just that she is not a girl like a lilac, but a wild rose in no man's land, which is very piercing and attractive.

He deliberately wanted to take her off, every trace of the flower thorn pierced in his palm remained in his heart forever and ever.

When she was together, everything she said was beautiful and everything she did was emotional.

His birthday in June.

During that period, she always went to bed late, and he was afraid that she would not be in good spirits the next day, so he always said her and told her to rest earlier.

The little girl always ought to know, but in fact she still slept very late.

He is not a person who can hide his emotions. Associating with her, liking her, falling in love with her, all the affection is hanging in his eyes.

There is not a saying that you can't hide like you like, and you can't hide secretly.

No one knows the relationship between them in the school.

Tang Yu ran to the high school to see her.

The little girl fell asleep, lying on the table, she was tired now.

She was at the same table and wanted to wake her up, but Tang Yu didn't let it go, just didn't know what she had been up to late night.

I was afraid that she would catch a cold. After all, summer was here, and the air conditioners in the class were turned on quite low. He took off his school uniform and put it on her before leaving.

It may be the moving wind, and a paper crane fell out of the draw bucket.

Tang Yu stopped for a while, and his heart felt sore and painful the moment he picked it up.

He didn't say anything, put the paper cranes back, and left their class.

For more than half a month, it seemed that he really didn't know anything. She should be told to rest early.

You see, if you want to surprise me secretly, then I will cooperate with you secretly.

On his birthday, he really received 520 paper cranes from the little girl.

Tang Yu was very happy that day and said a lot, I love you.

The little girl groaned that he was numb.

It's not numb, everything I say is true.

The heart of the young man is a midsummer night wasteland. It can't be cut and burned. When the wind blows, the weeds will last forever.

Ruan Xihe didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

"Tang Yu, why did you come out?" Fan Qingtong greeted with a smile, and Tang Yugong was indispensable for winning the championship.

But at this moment silence spread.

The cold and arrogant young man just stared at Ruan Xihe, he didn't want to be like that outside, but his emotions couldn't be controlled. As long as he was in front of her, he always couldn't be more rational than emotional.

"Do you know each other?" Fan Qingtong also felt fascinated.

Neither of them spoke, nor ignored him.

The uncomfortable feeling in Fan Qingtong's heart started to churn again, the last time I saw An Jingyun when I was in Nancheng.

The first reaction was to separate them. Fan Qingtong hated the sudden rise of the barrier between them that seemed to isolate him.

"I'll send you back first." Fan Qingtong said to Ruan Xihe, suppressing that irritable feeling.

"Okay." Ruan Xihe replied, turning his head and preparing to leave.

The wrist was grabbed.

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