Lin Xiaochu had a pretty good-looking childhood sweetheart named Lu Yuan. He was naturally indifferent to emotions until the appearance of that person broke her inherent perception.
Zhao Lin, a popular figure in the school, has outstanding grades and a face that is wanton and flamboyant.
Lu Yuan felt that his deskmate was a very enthusiastic person, so enthusiastic that he was a little on fire and even caught fire from the flying sparks.
Zhao Lin: My deskmate, you don't even know how pitiful I am!
Lu Yuan: How pitiful?
Zhao Lin: On my last birthday, when I went home from my self-study in the evening, I found an empty house, leftover food, and a damn English test paper in my bag. I felt like I was soaking in a frozen river in winter without any clothes on.
Lu Yuan: I don't know.
Zhao Lin: It was the day when the results of the monthly exam were announced. The English teacher took me to the office by my ear and scolded me for what seemed like a century...
Zhao Lin's voice mixed with the noise outside the window and entered Lu Yuan's ears and brain, day after day, lasting...
Lin Xiaochu: Why is it that Zhao Lin, a person with such a cold name, can be a stupid talkative person?
Jiang Tian: Maybe because his previous name was Zhao Junjie.
Lin Xiaochu: Huh?
Zhao Lin: Ahem.
Lin Xiaochu: Give me back my childhood sweetheart!
Zhao Lin: Didn't I compensate you for my brother?
Lin Xiaochu: Ahem.
Lu Yuan: Call me?
Funny on the outside, calm on the inside and thoughtful, X is naturally indifferent and emotionally disturbed.
The person behind bars struggles to crawl out and pretends to be warm and harmless in order to send a signal for help to another person. I will stay with you until you become the person you want to be, so please give me a hand like before, okay?
Intention: Live well and be positive.