If there really is magic in the world, Ye Fuxiang must go back to Song Xianyi's childhood and beat up the helpless young man so that he will know the dangers of society in advance.
Before meeting Song Xianyi, Ye Fuxiang had spent three months forgetting food and sleep in order to get into Qingyang High School and had just passed the exam.
After meeting Song Xianyi, Ye Fuxiang wanted to slap himself twice.
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Night self-study.
Ye Fuxiang glanced sideways at Song Xianyi, who was doing the questions easily, and tightened her grip on the exercise book. Thinking that her new deskmate would not refuse out of politeness, she called out his name in a low voice.
Song Xianyi turned her head and raised her eyebrows. Her eyes fell on the exercise book that Ye Fuxiang stretched out. Before she could ask, Song Xianyi chuckled and said:
"If you don't know how to do it, don't learn it."
Ye Fuxiang:…
*
General technical classes.
"Yisang, look at this unique design."
"Huh?"
Ye Fuxiang repeated it again.
"Huh?"
"Yisang, do you have cerebral palsy?"
"You are."
Ye Fuxiang:…
Is this the clearest sentence? ?
*
Later, Song Xianyi invited her out for dinner.
Ye Fuxiang was so nervous that she couldn't fall asleep all night. She lay awake until the early hours of the morning and slept until noon tomorrow.
Ye Fuxiang looked at the eight o'clock mark in yesterday's chat history and fell into deep thought.
She immediately sent a message to apologize, sounding sincere and remorseful.
Song Xianyi never replied, and she felt guilty all afternoon until she saw his reply in the evening:
What a coincidence, I didn't go either.
Ye Fuxiang:…
*
Later, Ye Fuxiang met Song Xianyi again.
The boy still made it difficult for her to let go.
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[Cheerful and kind-hearted little bastard * big dog with cold and vicious tongue]
Two-way crush
It's hard to calm down
Purpose: teenage love