When she was in junior high school, Lin tide was jealous of Xuan Liang, jealous of his good academic performance and jealous of the many friends he had.
After entering high school, Xuanliang, who was originally going to school in the city, appeared in front of him again.
Xuanliang pointed to the empty seat next to Lin tide: "Lin tide, can I be your deskmate?"
Lin tide looked at the young man who had been having social anxiety since junior high school and nodded, not embarrassed to refuse.
Who would have thought that after three years of high school, they had been classmates for three whole years.
Three years later, Lin tide was still jealous of Xu Liang, jealous that he had an electric car that could take her out to play, but she couldn't take him out to play. I'm jealous that his love words are better than mine, and I'm jealous that he doesn't blush when he holds hands.
The colorful electric car driven by the cantilever beam said: "Baby, the car god can grant you a wish."
Lin tide reached out and touched Xuan Liang's head: "Let me get full marks in the math test for the college entrance examination."
Xuanliang: "..., The God of Cars can't do it."
Intention: growth,