Bi Qingli raised her lips and decided to make a joke, "The farthest distance in the world is not between life and death, nor is it when you sit next to him and he doesn't know that you love him."
The whole class burst into laughter.
Jiang Ling gritted his teeth, Teacher, you can see clearly, he is the one sleeping, why are you dragging me along?
Bi Qingli raised an eyebrow and looked at Fang Xiaoluo: "Do you know what it is?"
Fang Xiaoluo thought: "Is it because he clearly knows that I love him, but he pretends to be indifferent?"
The corner of Bi Qingli's mouth twitched, but as a great teacher, her ethics told her not to hit Fang Xiaoluo's face with the book!
Fang Xiaoluo was confused: "Is it because we clearly love each other but can't be together?"
Bi Qingli held her forehead: "... Classmate, this is an introduction to philosophy class, not a foreign language appreciation class."
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