I don't have the habit of keeping a diary, so my eyes became my means of narration.
At the age of sixteen, Lin Qiao chose to stay in Wuyuan to attend high school, and Jinchuan's hot flashes became the background color of her nameless youth.
On the first day of school, Lin Qiao ran rampant as usual, passing through the mottled tree-lined trees, the rubber runway, and blending into the crowded crowd. It seemed that from that moment on, Lin Qiao entered high school life, at least in her opinion.
But the real beginning is - a strange class, a strict teacher, a pretending deskmate, and a troublesome deskmate. The only thing that was gratifying was the male classmate across the aisle. Although he had a big head, he had an interesting heart. Unsurprisingly, he became one of the motivations for Lin Qiao to stay in Class 2.
But who can tell her that this guy has a girl he has been secretly in love with since the second grade.
The first secret love started quietly and ended inexplicably.
But at least Lin Qiao spent this winter safely.
I met Chen Chen when I was in the first grade of high school. Lin Qiao, who was brainwashed by the head teacher of grade 2, finally chose liberal arts. However, the newly formed Class 17 finally had Lin Qiao's familiar friends.
On the day she was first divided into classes, Lin Qiao was so excited that she arrived at school early and was used as free labor by the grade leader. While adjusting her seat, she bumped into Chen Chen who was carrying a guitar.
Before the apology could be uttered, he was blocked by a thank you. At the same time as the black question mark appeared, Lin Qiao met Chen Chen's smiling eyes.
Later, Lin Qiao realized that this man was really sick.
Purpose: narrative