"Ah, Mom, I'm leaving first!" Yu Qing heard the last sentence, holding the bread in her mouth, grabbing the schoolbag lying on the side and running out the door. The last sentence was cut off by the heavy iron gate student in the middle of the sentence. In the end, she was exhausted from running all the way. Qingyu stood at the door of the community, holding her knees and breathing heavily.
After adjusting, he straightened up and raised his head to meet the eyes of the boy in front of him.
The smile on his face instantly froze.
The two families live in a place where you can see each other just around the corner, so their meeting would not be accidental.
We have been going to and from school together as classmates since the first grade of elementary school. These days continued through junior high school and high school, until they came to an abrupt end two weeks ago.
He and Ningjing have been classmates for ten years, and their childhood sweethearts cannot be ignored until now. However, because they were directly admitted to junior high school, Yuqing took this specialness as a matter of course.
"It would be weird if I didn't become classmates when I studied in a 12-year school with direct admission." Such a squandering of precious fate. You can always fight like this. Hug each other without any scruples, regardless of gender.
This is all in the past.
As expected, you still have to worry about having a girlfriend.
Conception: