[No rebirth, no system, two-way running, single female protagonist and high school group portrait, Chinese-style high school, Chinese-style family, growth, illustrations, tight rhythm.
"Zhang Benyu, that's the only thing you can't do."
When autumn came, Wen Bai left Zhang Benyu behind and told him with hatred, but she didn't clearly explain what was wrong with her.
"I suddenly feel that wood is very useful, isn't it? It can be made into furniture, which has household value, and it can also be made into weapons, which has military value, but it just doesn't speak well and has no emotional value."
On the school road after school in Wanxiu, Wen Bai spread his hands and talked. Zhang Benyu pointed at himself. Is she saying that I am stupid?
"I want to go to the capital to see the national flag. If you want, we can go together. And... Go to Sichuan and Chongqing and eat hot pot. If you don't mind, we can go together. Then... Eh, Neon, if you want, we can go together."
Wen Bai was chattering in front of him, like an old woman, but every word had the shadow of Zhang Benyu.
"Zhang Benyu..."
"I'll take the first step, and you'll be there soon, right?"
Wen Bai turned back and raised his little finger.
Zhang Benyu stood on the rooftop and looked at her beside him. He couldn't guess what she was thinking, and he was often confused by what she said - but she seemed to have always been like this, maybe he hadn't noticed it before.
Interlocking tail fingers.
"Then we made an appointment. Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years."
You take the first step, and I'll be there soon.
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Come on, author, it's very interesting. You've finally found a piece of gold.
Come on, author, it's very interesting. You've finally found a piece of gold.