At the back table, he kicked my stool and whispered, "Hey, you're sleeping again, hurry up and look at the blackboard." I raised my head, but my body didn't move. "Hey, Bu Fan," these repeated words, have been with me throughout my youth for 13 years. For thirteen years, I have been in the same school and class with her. Well, this is my childhood friend, "Lu Yao"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
