In kindergarten, the teacher always said that children are the flowers of the motherland.
The flower bone of Shen Xia was born in poverty. It didn't rain and the land was not fertile. I thought I would be unable to bloom flowers in summer and bear fruit in autumn. Unexpectedly, I met Yan Heming when I was seventeen.
Yan Heming always thought that he was a shining star. He was born in a superior family, wore a small suit and combed his hair, and was envied by his parents when he took a photo in front of the grand piano with a trophy in his arms. It wasn't until I discovered that I liked a boy in the second grade of junior high school that I realized that I was at best a firefly who couldn't see the sun. On the way to a self-destructive breakout, I met Shen Xia, a weed growing in poverty. During the turbulent time when the two teenagers were together, they gathered up their spikes and emitted a delicate fragrance.
The moonlight soothes the heart, and fireflies fall on the branches of tuberose.
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Shen Xia has a very feminine name. Like his name, Shen Xia also looks a bit feminine.
In the words of a neighbor, "Not like his father at all, he has fine skin and tender meat."
There aren't many things that Shen Xia hates, but there are a few that stand out: 1. Others call him a sissy. 2. Others say he doesn't look like his father. 3. Others say he looks like his dad.
2 And 3 are not inconsistent with Shen Xia.
When Yan Heming, a transfer student who had just moved here, saw him at first sight, he thought some eldest girl had run out without any clothes on. He was so frightened that he and his grandmother almost had a heart attack together.
However, Shen Xiaodujichang and Xia Ji, who hated being called effeminate the most, hated this incident and started to make things difficult for him.
The exciting sophomore year of high school has begun.
Purpose: Be wary of noise nuisance to the people and build a harmonious society together.
