She sat in the upper left corner of the classroom and he sat in the lower right corner.
Luo Yanling, who was serious about studying, almost never left her seat except to go to the toilet. Usually, the boys in the back row were playing cards in full swing at that time, and even cooked hot pot... So like most people who love to study, although she hated it, she succumbed to the dark campus forces and dared not speak out. Luo Yanling was even more timid and fearful, and never even took a closer look at the other person.
The other party was obviously not impressed by her, so he looked at her thoughtfully.
From top to bottom, there is nothing I like about him. Even his hair is in an old-fashioned ponytail, he is not tall, and he wears a school uniform. Is this the author of that passionate love letter?
Speaking of the latest version of this article, I don't know whether the changes are big or small, whether it's better or worse than the previous one, but I still want to give it a more satisfactory ending and fill this hole. It has been several years, and I don't know how many people will see the final version of this story, and I don't know if they will be satisfied with it, but in the end this story is completed, and it is a more ideal look that I can think of. If you have read this article before, you probably won't be able to pick up where it left off. Although the number of chapters is about the same, there are a lot more words. If you haven't read it before, just read it from the beginning. It's about 50,000 words, so you can probably finish it quickly. Anyway, this story comes to an end. It's a cookie. No matter what, maybe everyone has come out of the trap, but thank you for the encouragement you gave me, and see you again!
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