The day she saw Bian Xiu for the first time, the young man's eyebrows were downcast, he was smoking a cigarette carelessly, his chin was slightly raised, and all the honor on his body was wiped out.
He was never a good guy.
The second time, she ran into the forest in panic. The leader of the key class, with the collar of his sweater pulled up high, cried softly, with tears rolling down the bridge of her nose. For the first time in her life, she felt the emotions and old dreams thicker than velvet.
Love God loves the world.
He cried weakly and awkwardly just for the math teacher who left quietly, and missed the young girl with a gentle smile.
"You are sinister and terrifying, but at the end of the day, your love and hatred are still there. This is your best fate. I believe in you, and you should also believe in me."
*
Thank you for not giving up on me yet.
I seem to be back in the midsummer of that year, with my eyebrows lightly splayed, and I saw your smiling face in confusion, and you asked me.
"Together?"
Intention: Look at the peach blossoms blooming today