"I didn't say it's not good for you to eat sweets. Eat less." Qiao Ting also held her forehead and looked at the little girl in front of her.
"No, do you want to eat?" Luo Yi smiled and looked sideways at Qiao Ting.
The curtains leaked a little sunlight, which shone on the large math textbook, and a little bit fell on Qiao Tingye's broken hair on his forehead.
"You are not allowed to eat in this math class." Qiao Ting also gritted his teeth and his eyes fell on Luo Yi's little hand, thinking that it is so small? What does it feel like to be held? Qiao Ting was also stunned. What was this? What was he thinking?
Qiao Ting also turned her head to look at the opposite window with a guilty conscience. The clouds were dyed orange-red, covering the whole classroom with a hazy color. The surrounding objects became clearer and remained in Qiao Ting's heart more clearly.
When the afterglow of the setting sun shone in front of Qiao Tingye's broken hair, Luo Yi's eyes lit up. Luo Yi only felt that his head was a little hot. The wind didn't move, and he didn't move. What was moving, I don't know.
Purpose: Missing youth