One night of self-study "Look at what good things she can do!" The boy in the back row said in an outrageous voice. Standing on the podium, looking at the red-eyed girls in the first row, she felt a little impatient: "Okay, the head teacher is coming." The voices in the back row immediately became quieter. After evening self-study get out of class, he blocked her in the corridor outside the toilet: "Why are you helping her like this?" She looked up at him without saying a word. He smiled, reached out and stroked her head: "Okay, I don't know you yet, go back and be soft-hearted." 2 She passed by the back row and saw her best friend surrounded by a group of boys. "I'm telling you..." She looked at her best friend speaking openly about so-called facts that didn't exist at all. That night, all the girls in the class knew that she had fallen out with her best friend. The next afternoon, everyone in the self-study class fell asleep. He looked at her lying on the table with her eyes open, whistled to her, and whispered: "Come here." He pressed her on the chair in the corner of the last row, squatted in front of her, and looked straight at her swollen eyes: "I told you earlier, you still don't believe it." In an instant, her eyes turned red again, "Why are you crying?" He spread his arms and held her in his arms, "Little crying bag." Wen Yi has been thinking recently: Why is this little fat guy so troublesome and making me happy? The heroine has been fat since she was a child and only lost weight during the summer vacation of her freshman year of high school. The male protagonist is a transfer student, with Pacific shoulders, tall and handsome.
I haven't given up on it, but the author himself has never talked about it and doesn't know how to talk about it. He is currently researching it. It is quite daily, not too bloody, and may be very bland. Thank you for reading, little cutie.