[The moon is bright and dust-free, and people are still waiting for you at the top of the building. Why do you need to complete one round? It is enough for Wanjiayun. ]
In that hot start of the school year, an unexpected "alternative" came to Tangcheng No. 3 Middle School. Gong Jiao reunited with his elementary school playmates in high school.
However, he found that the person was no longer the same as in his memory.
The years seem silent and heavy
Just like Liang Jiyue himself, he carried himself in all directions.
Whether it's sad, happy, or angry,
They all got mixed up in the hustle and bustle, fell into the dust, and were not qualified to be displayed.
The person with whom he once chased and fought loudly and wantonly lost the ability to express himself loudly.
The two sides looked at each other with unfamiliar eyes, making it difficult to even exchange greetings.
But Gong Jiao found that Liang Jiyue was always alone. After the other students showed basic curiosity and concern for him, there was no other communication, because they were all well aware of his incompetence.
Then in his heart, does he not want to say anything at all? Why is it like this?
So Gong Jiao slowly walked into his life, trying to find out everything that had been buried in their hearts.
The bright moon reflects the stars. When I see the night, I see the moon. I feel like I see you, and I feel like I see the sky full of stars.
The writer's writing skills are lacking. Please give me some suggestions while reading. Thank you! For example, there are things that need to be improved in terms of mental activities and language. ……←This is a psychological activity. […]←This is a WeChat nickname, (…) This is sign language content.
[Author here]: It's my first time to write a book, so I'm sorry for my poor writing. Thank you for liking it!
I don't rush or complain when I'm in school. The plot will follow the trend and I won't follow the crowd.
If you like it, stay, if you don't like it, leave. Don't force me. I love you.
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