It was the first time that Jiang Anning met such a stingy person. Zhou Xuan lent her money, ate her snacks, snatched her milk tea, laughed at her grades, and even asked her to help fetch water. Finally, she caught the opportunity. Jiang Anning finally broke up with Zhou Xuan, and the two agreed not to talk to each other since the beginning of high school. Their glances were filled with sparks and lightning, and they almost turned their heads and walked in opposite directions simultaneously.
Helping her new deskmate to get water from the water dispenser, Zhou Xuan followed her unnoticed and stretched out the water glass: "Get me some water."
Jiang Anning glanced at him sideways: "Didn't you say you won't talk to me?"
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Everyone grew up that summer, and the dusty clip was stuffed in the corner. Zhou Xuan vaguely remembered the half-cup of milk tea given to him by the girl, the unrestrained smiling face in the front seat of the car, and the figure that disappeared without saying a word.
His little deskmate seemed to really not want him anymore.
Intention: Yun Yisan