The rebellious ghost horse·Love Wood*The loyal fishing dog that gradually melts into ice
Zhou Xiao has a mother who is an excellent teacher, and what she was best at since she was a child is playing the role of a well-behaved and good student.
When her mother told her to go west, she would go west, and then secretly go east.
In the last semester of my senior year in high school, a sarcastic comment came my way.
Skipping morning exercises, leaving early to fight, he did everything she didn't dare to do.
The time when she helped him escape from a fight but was chased and beaten by gangsters, Zhou Xiao felt that she was out of her mother's control for the first time.
The feeling is addictive.
Shen Shisong has bad conduct but excellent grades.
Zhou Xiao once thought that they were the same kind of people and became curious about him.
Although at first, she only saw him as a friend.
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Shen Shisong practiced long-distance running for five years and found his dream at the age of thirteen.
But due to a fracture at the age of fifteen, he lost all his tickets for long-distance running and racing.
After that, he no longer needed friends and hobbies, was no longer casual and cheerful, and just immersed himself in reading.
On the day he transferred to another school, he met an interesting person.
She brought interesting stories one after another. It had been a long time since she had made friends. Although she was just a classmate, Shen Shisong wanted to have a close friendship with her. Later, she once wanted to have a relationship that was more than just friends.
After the college entrance examination, Shen Shisong felt lonely for a long time.
He knew that Zhou Xiao had a strict mother, so he worked part-time at every driving school and postgraduate entrance examination institution.
When the day came for Zhou Xiao, he signed up for himself.
After half a month of work, Shen Shisong felt it was worth it.
For example, at this moment, the soft lips intertwined, they embraced each other a little bit deeper, and in front of the cold floor-to-ceiling windows, the clock struck zero o'clock.
His nineteenth birthday present was in his arms and in front of the window, with nowhere to escape.
It's pure love, not mortise and tenon
No close contact during high school days
Motto: If you want to get something, you must fight for it
