Ji Qi never thought that he would remember such a person in his memory.
Ji Qi met a very familiar person in the bar that day, but he couldn't remember who that person was.
Until the girl asked: "Are you Ji...?"
"I'm Ji Qi." He answered quickly.
The girl looks gentle but has a flamboyant personality. She patted her head and seemed to suddenly realize: "You are the boy in my sister's class, right?"
He had a faint memory. She looked somewhat similar to her, and she was in the same class as him in junior high school. He seemed to remember that long-lost name.
"Jiang Xian, right? Your sister."
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Jiang Xian and Ji Qi are in the same class in junior high school. Jiang Xian Rouliang is quiet and quiet, and doesn't like to talk to others. She only has one or two good friends in the class, and she always sits in the front row. She is watched by the class teacher not because of her good grades, but because her grades are too bad.
As for Ji Qi, he got into fights, skipped classes and drank, and surfed the Internet. At first, the class teacher took care of him, but then he gave up because he had a headache.
In the three years of junior high school, one was in the first row and the other was in the last row.
The two people spent three years in junior high school as strangers without any communication.
On such a night, Ji Qi suddenly remembered that there used to be such a person in his class.
But what he was sure of was that Jiang Xian definitely didn't remember him, but when Ji Qi recalled junior high school, a soft face suddenly appeared in his mind.
Jiang Xian is a girl he once liked.
After ten years, he will forget it. Not to mention the girl who hasn't spoken a few words to him.
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As a conscientious primary school Chinese teacher, Jiang Xian is conscientious and conscientious, but because this job is not what she likes, she occasionally gets drunk late at night, but this time she no longer buys a few bottles of wine to drink at home.
Instead, I took my friend to the tavern.
She vomited all over the floor, looked at the man coming drunkenly, couldn't help but vomited again, and accurately spit on the man's body.
Looking at the drunken man, Ji Qi said helplessly: "Jiang Xian, it's closed."
Jiang Xian was unconscious and did not speak. Ji Qi had no choice but to ask again: "Jiang Xian, where is your home?"
Still no reply.
Later, they can return to the same home, and they are no longer parallel lines without communication.
Ji Qi likes music, so he is a composer, and his first composition is all about her.
Intention: Secret love bears fruit
