New Grade 1 Class Evening
It was not completely dark yet, and the lights in the supermarket had not been turned on. In the dim light, a young man wearing the same uniform of Beicheng Middle School turned around. The light was very dim, and he looked a little childish and had a gentle expression. After two seconds, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised up, and his eyes were staring at Zhuang Leyan, with a sinister look and a little provocative taste. His slender fingers were about to pick up the Lay's potato chips next to him.
Zhuang Leyan blinked slowly. He felt that this person was a bit familiar, but he seemed to have never seen him before. He was stunned at the door.
Time seems to have stood still!
The boy's mother stood nearby and asked: "Xiao Cheng, your classmate?"
The boy raised his lips slightly, feeling a little proud: "Yes! Classmate!"
Intention: pure love