Summer Tide

1. Li Nanxing hates his new deskmate. This classmate has a bad face, is arrogant, and is indifferent... He is number one in the grade and has both good conduct and academic performance... No one with good grades is annoying. It doesn't matter. If you can't afford to offend, why can't you hide? Li Nanxing moved his stool to free up the Suez Canal, but that night, he received an order from Feng Ai Dao—— "Nan Xing, please help me forward this love letter to Zhou Shixu. I really like him." "Not going." "I would really regret it as a high school student if I didn't let him know." "No." "I'll treat you to some milk, one liter!" "... Wait." Li Nanxing reluctantly photographed the thing in front of Zhou Shixu: "Here you go." Zhou Shixu was stunned: "What do you mean?" "You don't know how to take it apart yourself?" It is well written, full of content, full of emotion and solid writing. Just a little regret. Everything, no signature. … Li Nanxing: ... I don't love you so much that I cry thinking about you in the middle of the night. Do you believe it? 2. Everyone discovered that Zhou Bingshan, who never ate at school or went to study at night, had changed and frequently appeared in the cafeteria and study room for reasons no one knew. His buddy couldn't stand it: "Have you encountered any difficulties recently?" Zhou Bingshan, who had always had a stinking face, actually had a slight smile in his eyes, "Well, it's a bit difficult." "What difficulty?" "Arrest people." "?" "The puppy always leaves me and runs away, and bites me when I'm chased." Buddy: ...? 3. Li Nanxing thought that the love of a young man was just a whim, like rain from the sun, it would evaporate within a moment of falling. But when she wanted to leave, the boy was unwilling to let go. The rain that day put a layer of mist in the young man's deep eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "We won't break up." 4. After five years of separation, when they reunited, she was so angry that she walked away from her blind date. Zhou Shixu stood in the dark night, looking down at her with his eyes lowered, feeling a little unhappy. When she reacted, she was pressed against the door. The man's index finger was slightly bent and pressed against her chin, and the kiss was deep and heavy. Li Nanxing was almost out of breath. He stepped aside slightly, bit his earlobe, and said in a low voice, "I got you." Small Theater One day, the boy half-blocked her in the classroom and tapped his lips with his index finger, "My deskmate, would you like to give me a coming of age gift?" Li Nanxing stood on tiptoe. The passing classmates heard Bingshan say a very scary word in a gentle voice—— "Bite softly." … "It can't be classmate Zhou, it just sounds like..." "It definitely can't be him. Have you ever seen icebergs in the tropics?" The next day, Zhou Shixu appeared at the school gate with a broken lip. Students: .... Now we have it. ----------Highlight------------ The heroine's native family has problems, Shuang Jie, 1v1. The final article of the column "Southern Shadows and Northern Photos" please collect it The copy is as follows 1. It took Ling Maidong ten years to get to Chu Yunchen and become his legitimate fiancée. On the night of the birthday party, everyone toasted and complimented him. Chu Yunchen turned the side of the cup carelessly, without even bothering to raise his eyelids, and said softly, "It's just for fun... Is it worthy of congratulations?" It turned out that the affection she thought she had for the past ten years was just "playing" in his words. Later, she met Chu Yunchen's mortal enemy. The first time I met Gao Mochuan was at a basketball game. In the hot weather, in the middle of the bustling crowd, the boy was wearing the No. 11 Jersey, with a strong and tangible silhouette looming underneath. He dunked with one hand, dribbled, turned around, and shot jumpers with crisp movements. His figure shuttled through the lights, carrying the unique publicity and purity of a young man. Fans say that Gao Mochuan is someone who can only look up to when standing on the top of the mountain. He is polite but distant and never gets close to anyone. However. That night when the mountain wind was biting. Gao Mochuan took her away from Chu Yunchen, and One77 galloped all the way, shaking off its entangled tail, and finally stopped at the top of an uninhabited mountain. The co-pilot, Ling Maidong, was sitting on his lap. Her knees were pressed against the sides of his legs, and the hem of her skirt was held down by him. The thin fabric could not bear his body temperature. Each other's breath is close at hand. Gao Mochuan's fingers that have been grabbing the ball all year round are strong and flexible, with slender knuckles and white skin with a light pink on the knuckles. He lowered his eyes, smiled evilly, and leaned against her ear. His voice was hoarse, "Will he be like this too?" 2. Later, Chu Yunchen frequently came to Ling Maidong to seek reconciliation, and even threatened him with a marriage contract. When Gao Mochuan learned about this, he just asked lightly: "Do you still want to marry him?" Ling Maidong shook his head. She chose to leave and never thought about looking back. Gao Mochuan raised his eyebrows. He held her finger and connected the phone for her. He raised the phone and his hands above her head and fixed them firmly. He kissed her hard in front of her fiancé's phone call. "Be good, bb, call my name..." Gao Mochuan leaned down, clasped her ankles and pulled her close, his hot breath fell on her lips, "Let him listen to what we are doing." Small theater During vacation, they like to float on the sea. The frequency with which he loves her is the frequency of the sea. The light was dim, the sea breeze was howling, and the waves were beating against the hull of the boat. In the sight was the young man's deep eyebrows, his straight nose, his lip bitten by her, and his forehead covered with thin beads of sweat. The boy would always lose control, and he buried his head in her neck and apologized, "I'm sorry, bb, the wind and waves are too strong, the boat is rocking." Intention: When absurdity prevails, love saves it. —— Camus