Because the school is too far from home, Ling Zisu always carpools with Faxiao when his parents are unable to send him to school. As soon as he was divided into classes in his second year of high school, Fa Xiao suddenly moved. His mother helped him find a classmate in the parent group who lived nearby to carpool to and from school. When he saw him for the first time, Ling Zisu's eyes lit up: Wow! It's a handsome guy! But the other person doesn't seem to like talking, and he usually doesn't reply to anything I say to him. As MBTI measures 90% of e, (well, it has nothing to do with e, he is just a talker) and he will be choked to death if he can't let himself output speech! Ling Zisu thought, it doesn't matter whether he talks or not, I just want to talk hhh. So Ling Zisu worked tirelessly to make noise every day, and from time to time he shared some emojis that deserved to be beaten.
Pei Fangyu clicked into the other party's anonymous Q&A one day, hoping to find answers to some specific questions, but found that there were only abstract questions and abstract answers. Pei Fangyu: This person shouldn't be able to ask himself big questions. .
(Oh, I don't want to spoil it! The introduction just ends like this www)
The senior year of high school is a boundary monument that separates two completely different worlds.
Before the senior year of high school, there were hobbies and freedom, carefree laughter, and just the right amount of love.
The third year of high school was filled with depression, anxiety, sultry heat, the pain and unwillingness to achieve success, a messy relationship that took a turn for the worse, and a broken self.
But these oppressive and sticky fog will gradually slip from your arms, summer will eventually become clear, and all the companions will still be there. Time will make you believe that everything you have done before is the optimal solution.
Everything must be planned quietly and studied about refrigerators (attack)
1v1, double academic master, he
Intention: Study hard