Second Bloom of Lisianthus

Disclaimer In essence, it is the product of the explosion of Mammy's attributes. It is a pure xp product. It is very awesome. The plot logic is average and the story is cliché, just to satisfy xp The reckless and passionate middle school boy Zhang Shenglin x the flawless top ten brother Xia Ju'an Xia Ju'an said: The first time I met Zhang Shenglin, he was squatting by the flower bed counting the petals of lisianthus. The sun fell on his hair, like a handful of gold. He raised his head and smiled at me, showing his little fangs: "Study Committee, does this flower look like a little bell?" At that time, I was a standard piece in the eyes of the teacher. My shirt was buttoned to the top and my calculation papers were stacked squarely. But he insisted on tugging at the cuffs of my school uniform, passing notes with a crooked smile on his face during evening self-study, and staring at my eyelashes while I was speaking on a topic. He said, "Xia Ju'an, don't be so tense all the time." When he said this, his fingertips brushed against the back of my hand, and it was like an electric current running through my entire spine. I know the rules are drawn circles and good students should walk in straight lines. So I pressed the candy wrapper he handed me into the textbook. When he asked me to go to the park on the weekend, he said, "I want to make up for my classes." But when he turned around, I secretly remembered the platycodon flower pattern printed on his sweatshirt. It was he who broke through my disguise first. It rained heavily that day, and he gave me his umbrella and ran away in the rain. The moment I caught up and grabbed the corner of his clothes, the ribs of the umbrella clicked between us. He was stunned, and the water droplets on his eyelashes dripped on the back of my hand: "Xia Ju'an, you actually..." I didn't let him finish. Top students are best at guiding answers. I leaned closer to him and said in a voice softer than Yusi: "Guess, I pulled you because I was afraid you would catch a cold, or something else?" When he saw Zhang Shenglin again, he was holding a bunch of lisianthus in his hand, with dew still on the petals. He scratched his head, his ears turning red: "I seem... To understand my thoughts only now." He is the only one who understands me. I took the flower and touched his trembling hand with my fingertips. Spring can really grow in the cracks of the original rules. This time, I want all the buds hidden in the shadow to be exposed to the sun. ——————————Pull the line There was once a platycodon flower that showed mercy I kept their secret for ten years, Use three stops to support the clear sky for the shadows side by side: It's the first step in the crowd to greet them, it's the smile that rises gently beside the red silk, Finally, there is the person who stands in the wind and makes the two names that are very close to each other softer. When the old wooden box trembles gently in the corner, I looked at my brother's back walking towards the alley, Suddenly I counted my heartbeats hidden in the joke—— It turns out that every fallen leaf I caught for them was wrapped in unconscious longing. When lisianthus creeps over the windowsill, The morning light spreads over the intertwined fingertips, I smiled and handed over the bouquet, and gently let go of the secret in my heart. You see, love to the depths, Even the dim light hidden in the corner is willing to turn into warmth that illuminates them. Purpose: Diversity of love and protection