* The transparent man beside the podium x the banned name on the honor roll
The first time I met Xu Shen was on a sunset evening.
The crowd surrounded him, talking about him with shrill laughter and scandalous remarks.
Li Su didn't dare to get close. After everyone had dispersed, he dared to sneak into the piano classroom quietly and stuffed a bottle of orange juice into his bag.
The note on the bottle, which said comfort, fell to the ground, and she ran too fast to know it in time.
Later, they became classmates, and she saw him again, throwing away the shadow behind him, becoming a high-spirited young man under the red flag, the first person on the honor list.
Li Su still lives beside the podium, with an almost transparent existence.
Like his parallel lines, they cannot intersect.
Until those people chased him, surrounded him again, humiliated him, revealed his life story as an illegitimate child, and chewed it word for word.
Li Su stood up, picked up the basketball on the ground, and threw it towards the crowd, even though his fingertips were trembling.
The brave figure entered his heart from this moment.
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See you again,
The young man on the cloud has become the unattainable focus of the wine table.
The dusty Li Su is still sitting at the end of eternity.
She didn't dare to look,
A tall, cold and sharp man, like a green mountain that cannot be desecrated,
Xu Shen's cold and clean eyes were like the north wind, like strong wine, and like a dream destination.
She called him "Mr. Xu",
Hide the past deep in your heart. Don't look at the light that gently casts his shadow on her body.
He drank with her,
The tight arms, the scent of pinewood lingering around the tip of her nose, and her eyes tightly wrapped in endless tenderness.
Later, he squeezed her hands tightly, pulled her into the car, grabbed her waist and pressed her on his lap, moaning and demanding, and tossed her around at night.
It wasn't until they met at the summit and saw Xu Shen applauding her that she knew:
It turns out that this heart-pounding moment cannot be forgotten even after 1825 days and nights.
And a secret love when he was young, like a sour orange slowly peeled open, the bitter medicinal taste on the tip of the tongue, an indescribable taste, cured many of his "diseases".
Reading guide:
Half city, half campus.
Two-way secret love, two-way rush.
Intention: Be a new me and love a better you
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Check in with the second swipe, it's really good, come and check it out in Shuhuang
Check in with the second swipe, it's really good, come and check it out in Shuhuang