The class was in a major tune, and Jiang Zhong welcomed a new deskmate.
His hair is no longer than his shoulders, he wears glasses, and he looks polite.
"My deskmate, do you want some candy?"
"I don't."
"My deskmate, do you want to play games?"
"I don't."
Everyone said that his deskmate was cold and aloof.
Jiang Zhong felt that this flower of the high mountains was damn cute.
The young man who never learned how to twist and turn had a dream of wind and honey at the end of summer.
He is a youth who dreams of running away.
About this article
Dear Deskmate was originally a dimension that the author traveled to quickly, but because it became longer and longer as I wrote it, it became an independent chapter and is unwritten. I apologize for that.
The text is a short story, it is expected to be completed in 1.5W, it does not seek attention, that's all.
Take the initiative to play straight ball in the previous year × be hard-spoken and soft-hearted in the next year.
About the author.
Soy sauce and sugar, with the same name all over the Internet, a little transparent writer, a party member in high school, and has not seen the story of "Life" yet, so what he writes is full of romance.
Concept: Youth theme
