Midsummer Pause

Lonely girl Li Anxia × rebellious academic master Shen Luyuan "I can't tell, Li Anxia, you have a rich heart." "This is called trying to compose new words to express sorrow." "Well, are you actually this kind of person?" "You won't understand if you do whatever it takes to get a high score." Of course Shen Luyuan wouldn't understand, he was the proud man of heaven. In my eyes, he is also a strong person who reads a brief history of time in math class and studies advanced mathematics in physics class. He also doesn't understand how much effort I put into writing the essay to get the sentence "You are very rich inside." Many years later in the future, I told him that my so-called exclusive memories were all about him. He curled his lips in disdain and shouted: "Wok, you are stupid! Don't you think you are pretending well?" His ears turned red after a while, and his casual explanation kept me where I was, "No matter what, the more you try not to reveal the traces, the more traces will appear everywhere. In fact, what I want to ask is, have you seen the traces I revealed for you?" Even if youth is locked in the classroom door that will never be opened for us again, fortunately, we are still us in the remaining summer.