"I've liked you for a long time." Gao Wuxi lowered his head, his heartbeat was beating hard, and his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was praying for something.
After a while, Han Han standing opposite said disdainfully
"Study hard and don't deal with useless things" and then left helplessly.
Gao Wuxi held back tears and walked to the dormitory
When I turn around, I feel relieved. When I think back, my heart is as sharp as a knife.
She has liked him for 5 years, from elementary school to today. These 5 years
To her, he is no longer just a crush. He seems to have become a target, influencing her subtly. Now that he has been rejected, it is inevitable that she feels empty. She doesn't understand why a person who uses traffic to accompany her to play games in class and who was punished by the teacher for interceding for her doesn't like her.
But from the moment he rejected her, she had to let go no matter how unwilling she was.
It would be rude to interrupt again.
After she returned to the dormitory, she couldn't help crying
"Stop crying." Zhang Chunran turned around and handed the paper to Gao Wuxi. Gao Wuxi's eyes were red and he said with a cry, "I just don't know why I'm so nice to him. He doesn't seem to appreciate it." Zhang Chunran swallowed his saliva and said hesitantly, "Actually, Han Han... He... Is an address book..."
Gao Wuxi stood up suddenly and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" "I was afraid you would be sad." Zhang Chunran frowned.
About the boy I've liked for 5 years turned out to be an address book
While crying, Gao Wuxi thought to himself, "Anyway, arts and sciences will be separated soon, and I guess they won't be in the same class. I'm looking forward to my new life!"
After the start of the second year of high school
What will happen?
If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the breakdown of the text.
⊙Li Weisheng x Gao Wuxi
⊙Two-way redemption between top students and bad students
⊙Sweet and sad campus literature
"To Li Weisheng
This is the only high level."
Welcome to update
Intention: Dedicated to Li Weisheng
Nothing higher than this
