Countless nights, I have been hoping that you can love me...
Shen Meng is one of the top three good students in the third middle school. She has a very delicate appearance and is a well-known academic goddess in the third middle school. But Jiang Yan is just the opposite of her. Not to mention her studies are a mess, she also causes trouble all day long. She relies on her family's power and is aloof all day long. She doesn't like everyone, but she secretly puts Shen Meng in her heart, and she can never take it out again.
Jiang Yan is paranoid and has a bad nature. Shen Meng had a good education since she was a child. Although she had no dislike for Jiang Yan, she still wanted to avoid him. Jiang Yan thought, "Since she doesn't want to get close to me, then I'll stay away from you and protect you from a distance..."
Copywriting 1
She walked next to Shen Meng and said with a smile, "Classmate, my name is Jiang Yan, Jiang Shui's Jiang, disgusting Yan, I don't know your name yet."
"Are you going home? I have a car and I'll take you there, okay?"
"Why don't you speak? Don't you know that it is rude not to answer other people's questions?"
Shen Meng suddenly stopped. She admitted that this was the most shameless classmate she had ever seen. He actually wanted to use moral kidnapping to force her to tell her information. She was a little angry, her face turned red, and she looked at her angrily and said, "I don't want to tell you my name. Whether I can go home or not, you have no right to know, and I have no obligation to answer your questions."
Copywriting 2
Jiang Yan returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed exhausted. The pain after falling reminded her that she was injured. She slowly took off her coat and looked at the torn inner garment in the mirror, which was already attached to her back with blood. She endured the pain and took off the inner garment directly. The tearing feeling made her grit her teeth. She threw the inner garment into the trash can and took the bathrobe to take a shower.
Hot water was poured on her back and on the wound. She closed her eyes and felt the pain. For a moment, she came out after washing, but did not treat the wound. As always, she held a bottle of Coke and turned on the computer, preparing to use the game to numb herself and avoid having the dream that she had been having for ten years.
She played a few games, and she was a little absent-minded in each game. She always thought of Shen Meng inadvertently, thinking of her standing in the corridor accusing her, thinking of her surprise when she turned around to ask her to move her seat, thinking of her face and eyes that were red when she was angry, as cute as a rabbit, and she smiled as she thought about it.
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