"Lily, please take care of me for the rest of our lives."
Ling Junxian had always treated herself like a precious treasure, so why would she throw her life away for Zhang Dongping? Why?
"Lin Ling, wake up."
After regaining her senses, Ling Linling looked at Zhang Dongping and Yu Beixiaolin, both shot. She lowered her head to look at the gun in her hand, seeming to understand something. Slowly, she raised the gun and pressed it to her forehead. "Brother Dongping, I love you." At the sound of a gunshot, Ling Linling fell to the ground.
In front of all the students in the cafeteria, Sara walked up to Zhang Dongping. "Zhang Dongping, do you love me or not?"
Fat Liu snapped, "Zhang Dongping, you idiot! A beautiful girl is practically throwing herself at you, and you're still as dense as a block of wood?"
"You little tramp, you're pretty good at running. Hand it over."
Beixiaolin, barely clinging to life, fell off the cliff.
