Faceless

Ai Xiaoyu: "What I want, a trilogy, to be ridiculous, to be ridiculous..." Su Xiaoan: "Playing like a hooligan." Elasticity: "Your behavior is worse than a gangster." Baby Pig: "Ai Xiaoyu is a gangster!" Ai Xiaoyu: "Come here, little Susu, let me touch you..." Su Xiaoan: "Rogue!" Elasticity: … Baby Pig: "Ai Xiaoyu, you are a gangster!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Not long ago, something like this happened... Ai Xiaoyu: "Little Susu, help me pass this letter to that boy." Contents of the letter~~~ (omit four words here) Su Xiaoan: "Honey, he has someone he likes." Not long ago, something like this happened... Baby Pig: "Why is there a letter on the ground? It's for you." Contents of the letter~~~ (omit four words here) Ai Xiaoyu: "I already have someone I like." Later, she understood that he didn't like anyone, it was just an excuse, just like she rejected him. The agreed agreement: Ai Xiaoyu: "Elasticity, when you grow up, you will open a bakery and I will open a cafe, and we will explore the world together." Elasticity: "Okay, let's work hard together!" The agreed agreement: Ai Xiaoyu: "Baby Pig, after graduation you will be a physical education teacher and I will be a politics teacher. We will be in a middle school." Baby Pig: "Okay, we will be together for the rest of our lives." Nowadays, those words are no longer read... Ai Xiaoyu has not made an agreement with Su Xiaoan, Ai Xiaoyu: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, why don't we have an appointment for the rest of our lives?" Su Xiaoan: "It doesn't matter if I raise you." She is still her only wife, and she still only bullies her. A faded determination that has been waiting for four years, a dyed longing that has been waiting for ten years, Holding hands and walking by, it is an unchanging story. If the things in the story are carefully watered with love words, flowers will bloom like sunshine. Flicking through the years, I accidentally discovered that I had walked for a long time without stopping. The rain wets the green hills, and I look at the past with a smile. The moon illuminates the other shore, and two pages of care are hard to express my heartfelt feelings at that time. Sing your favorite songs softly: lu la la, lu la la, lu la lu la la, lu la lu la lu la la, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My daughter, who was born in the 90s, hates being non-mainstream, so I present this short work to break out the writing style. I hope that all heroes and heroines in the world will support and collect more. My daughter is very grateful. Note: The schools and students mentioned in the novel as well as the love affairs that happened are purely my imagination. If they are the same, I hope you will laugh at them~~