The main text of Baihe's short story "Are you skipping school today" has been completed. You can read the column and the extra chapter will be updated from time to time~
(originally called "Haitong Lane")
"I really didn't expect that the lonely squad leader would be so easy to get close to."
"Would anyone take the initiative to make friends when meeting someone like me?"
This is not the case
No matter how cold the Antarctic is, the sun will still shine, and no matter how strong the sun is, people will still be curious about cold things.
During those years, in that alley, pittosporum flowers bloomed, two souls, a line of tears and a smile
It's really tiring to be a good student. You are beautiful on the surface, but tears only flow in your heart.
It's even more tiring to catch up with good students. I can't learn and can't let go.
She desperately wanted to get rid of the shackles of study
But she wants to be a good student like her
"It turns out that not all top academics love studying."
"Just be yourself"
So what's the harm?
Help each other, affectionately
[Aloof, melancholic and secure female academic]
[The difference between love and hate makes the little mushroom cool]
The protagonist's high school, the middle school in the text is divided into junior high school and high school
(What is the relationship between the two? I don't know
There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people
Look at them however you want)
The following is the new copy
(The walking Xiangbao sister is a beauty x the sweet, cute and quiet academic master)
After a long time, I was teased by my deskmate again.
The girl seemed to have come out of a pile of perfume, her hair and clothes were filled with various fragrances. She smiled maliciously, and gently poked Jiu Jiu's face with her hand.
Even my arms smell of red pomegranate shower gel.
He stayed there for a long time, silently lowering his head to cover his red face.
Jiu Jiu has a sweet face, but he is very good in the grade ranking. The word "student top" has become commonplace.
However, her beautiful deskmate was different. The first time he saw her, he called her—little deskmate~
Three words that come back a hundred times.
It is natural for some people to like Jiu Jiu, or in other words, no one will dislike Jiu Jiu.
For a long time, I still remember that when I was silent holding a piece of letter paper, my deskmate supported his head and watched the show with great interest.
To be honest, she only remembered the face of her deskmate, but she couldn't remember at all what was written on the paper.
She regretted and longed for her deskmate to be a little jealous about this matter, even if it was just displeasure.
But she had no idea whether she was in the eyes of her deskmate.
Only Xu Jiu knew that she no longer liked Zhong Yu, her deskmate.
But she is just a dull and timid stratocumulus cloud. She only knows how to stay where she is and quietly take a look at her sweetheart. How much love must she accumulate to drive her to open her mouth and say: "I like you."
On the stage with dazzling spotlights, Zhong Yu wore a long black dress and looked graceful and graceful.
The music oozes from the black and white keys and piano strings, and the slightest touch of your fingers can captivate the entire audience.
One game made Zhong Yu become the goddess of many people, with unlimited glory.
Somewhere in the auditorium, in a silent and dark place, I have been trapped in this dream for a long time.
It's a lucid dream.
One night she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. This was not something she could do normally, it was a bit weird.
But when she opened her eyes again, there was suddenly someone else beside her. No, she had gone to the wrong bed:
Lying on my back, my posture is stretched, my long hair is spread out, and the fragrance of shampoo penetrates into my bones...
Not her deskmate?
For a long time, I couldn't move. When my perspective changed, I saw a piece of snow-white fluff and ginger-yellow soles, which were round and soft. They looked... Not like living things.
…
She had to accept that her soul had penetrated one of Zhong Yu's doll gooses, which was dumb and unable to move.
But Zhong Yu had already stretched out her hand...
"The surface of the frozen river seems calm, but under the ice there are actually undercurrents."
"When the stratocumulus clouds are thin, the weather is stable, but when they are thick, they can cause light rain and snow, and it is unlikely to form large-scale precipitation."
When a frozen river encounters stratocumulus clouds, it is destined to be a torment of time.
Intention: Remember me