Yuan Hai turned off the lights and left as usual, and looked up to see the "god of sleep". Still his junior high school classmate.
Fang Zhou opened his sleepy eyes and rubbed them, still not satisfied. When he saw him, he sobered up for a second: "I can't afford to offend the squad leader, so I'll run away first."
Gone but not completely.
Yuan Hai followed Fang Zhou all the way to the building where he lived.
Fang Zhou is about to collapse: Yuan Hai, why did you move next door to him? ! And you gave him a gift on the first day you moved in? ! Will the monitor bribe his classmates? !
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Yuan Hai's mind was filled with excitement and he sent out the news.
He didn't expect to receive a positive reply from Fang Zhou.
He feels he is lucky, luckier than anyone in the world.
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The teachers looked back and their smiling faces remained the same.
It's like it's always been this way.
But not entirely.
Yes, after all, they have grown up and are no longer those young boys.
But they always have a feeling that there are two people in the crowd who seem to have changed the most.
[The ultimate contrast between coldness and coquettishness] × [Cheerful and pure, always popular]
Purpose: redemption