[Slutty but gentle and aggressive × reserved but not convinced, just take it]
In his second year of high school, Jian Ji's parents' marriage broke up.
He came to a small northern county from a big city and met a spiky-headed boy with dyed blue hair who had to wear a thin school uniform even in winter.
"Good student, how does it feel to come to the mountains?" Li Ming bit a piece of dogtail grass.
The wind blew away the broken hair on Jian Ji's forehead: "It's just another life."
"Why should we exalt one kind of life and belittle another."
Reading Guide
1. Detailed training products, short stories
2. 1V1 double cleaning, campus, daily life
3. There is a Northeastern flavor and rental house literature, but it is really poor.
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A little initial inspiration can be ignored
"Li Ming, actually I don't like you at all.
I also don't like that backward, decadent town with no life at all.
I admit that I have an inexplicable arrogance. I come from a big city, and I will return to a big city sooner or later. Small places are just a temporary last resort for me.
But you stick to it like that
It's like dog skin plaster.
It's good to eat
It's also good to answer questions
It's okay to fetch water after class
As long as I turn around, I can always see you
No. 2 Middle School is very poor, so poor.
I finally got some funds and used them to buy land.
I knew it on the first day I came here, but what I didn't know was——
We actually saw this school together, which was all a wasteland.
It snowed again that day
It was the first time in my 18-year life that I was covered in snow. Everyone shrank and buried their chins in their thick scarves.
And I don't know.
I didn't know that it snows heavily in this place in the winter, so I have to buy thick scarves and dress like a penguin.
The wind was blowing and it was very cold.
But I really want to stand in the snow and let the white snowflakes fall on my head and face, as if this can erase all the ink of my mother's death.
And you tied a scarf for me at this time.
The snow was heavy and the surroundings were very quiet. When you saw that I was silent, you came up to me and stared into my eyes. Their breaths formed an unignorable vapor in the cold air, which finally blurred your eyes.
I couldn't help crying. Let me tell you, I no longer have a mother.
You were always glib, but you kept silent on that snowy day and just held me tightly in your arms.
Heavy snow has fallen on my face, but your embrace is very warm, like a deadly whirlpool. As long as I want it, you will give me such warmth at any time.
In this way, how can I get rid of you easily? "
Intention: Long live life!