Gifting You With A City that Will Never Be Isolated

The next morning, Zhu Mingwen said that the gossip was given to Bai Ziren.

"It’s a pity that you didn’t come to the campus dance last night. There was a big event. Huang Xiaoling put the following, invited Zhou to dance, and he refused on the spot. Many people have heard it. Zhou’s inevitable words are not to bother me. Huang Xiaoling was sad and left. I didn’t come to class today. I don’t know how it is now.”

Bai Ziren dropped his eyelashes and slowly cut the pencil.

"Everyone thought that they were a pair. Now I understand that Zhou must have no feeling for Huang Xiaoling. It is her hot hair."

Zhu Mingwen enjoys his own pleasure and analyzes it with great leisure: "In terms of Zhou’s inevitable appearance and family, the girl likes him to understand, but Huang Xiaoling does not want to think about it. Is he what she can catch? After all, She is just a simple little girl, Zhou must have a high eyesight. This type of reading is much more, and it will not be easy to put it on my heart. I want to see it. He probably likes the Royal Sister type."

According to the brother of the inevitable bedroom, his family is a catering company. A well-known brand will be listed next year. His father is keen on investment and has a wide network of contacts. Vice President Zhou is his distant relative. The outsiders joked that he was a Zhou Xiaogongzi. It is no wonder that he acts differently and does not care about the views of others. He turned out to be a capricious capital."

During the class, Bai Ziren went out to fill the hot water, and met in the hallway to meet the week with headphones listening to music. He saw her and nodded at her. The whole person looked very relaxed and seemed to be rumored. influences.

Back in the classroom, Zhu Mingwen turned to her mobile phone Nunuzu: "Your mobile phone has been texting, look at it, is it sent by your sweetheart?"

When Bai Ziren saw it, it was really sent by Cheng Jingbo. Although it was some old saying, she had to eat more, listened to the lesson, and went out to sunbathe, but she was very happy every day. She looked and looked at it one by one. save.

"It's really unfair, they have seen your boyfriend, and I don't know what he looks like."

Bai Ziren opened the mobile phone photo album, pulled out a photo of Cheng Jingbo, and handed it to Zhu Mingwen. The latter was a glimpse. After seeing it, he smiled: "The side face killer, is there a positive photo?"

"Not available for the time being."

"You never take a selfie with him?"

"Ok."

"What do you guys do together~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chat, walk, have coffee and have dessert."

"Too literature, you will not really be in pure spirit love?"

Bai Ziren feels that this question is worthy of study. After a short thought, ask: "Is it over?"

"It’s just a kiss, it’s very simple, and you have to do it.”

"..."

I felt that Zhu Mingwen had intentionally or unintentionally started to somehow. Bai Ziren quickly stopped her and calmed herself.

Huang Xiaoling didn't come to class for the next two days. It didn't appear until Friday. She cut her hair and wore a black sweater. It looked cold and clear. When someone came over and talked to her, she answered very short and didn't dare to straighten it. Look at each other and keep looking down at the books.

Zhu Mingwen also expressed his emotions: "I haven't seen a few days, Huang Xiaoling has lost a circle. I have to be distressed when I read it. How can anyone still be indifferent?"

Bai Ziren knows who she is referring to. In the past few days, the enthusiastic female students have rushed to find Zhou inevitably. Please ask him to apologize to Huang Xiaoling. They think that no matter what, publicly rejecting a girl who likes you is not good, not to mention his rhetoric. It is still very hurtful. If Huang Xiaoling can't think about it, what should I do with some stupid things? He must apologize for his feelings.

Zhou must be slow to respond, making the female students' resentment bigger and bigger, and unanimously saying that he is not good.

Just because everyone can't do it for this matter, the good show is staged again. At lunch time, Master Tang actually personally took the week and asked Huang Xiaoling to ask him to apologize to the primary school girl.

Zhou must put down the shelf and sincerely said to her: "I'm sorry, I was in a bad mood that day, and I was very bad at you. As a classmate, I apologize to you, but my meaning has been clearly expressed and will not change."

Huang Xiaoling was taking the spoon and licking the yam ribs soup. He heard his voice didn’t look up in time. When he finished talking, the hand holding the spoon trembled, and the white glutinous hand showed the blue veins on her back. She slowly raised her face and expression. I can't tell if it's crying or laughing, and the voice is not too light or heavy: "It doesn't matter, I don't just like you to fail. If you have to apologize, then isn't Boziren apologizing to you?"

The canteen is very quiet. It is accurate to say that in the moment when Tang Xuechang is in full swing, the inevitable coming of the week, almost everyone has stopped the chopsticks, and they have turned their attention and paid attention to their words and deeds.

Zhou must immediately pull down his face: "Huang Xiaoling, what are you talking about?"

Huang Xiaoling converges with a smile, bravely confronts the inevitable eyes of Zhou, and raises his voice: "You like Bai Ziren, but she ignores you, then she needs to apologize to you?"

Zhou must have a palm on her desk: "Shut up."

The soup in the bowl splashed on Huang Xiaoling's eyelashes. It looked like a tear. This time, her head was empty, and her emotions were gone. She was not afraid to offend him more. She said casually: "What kind of man do you think? No wonder. People can't see you."

She said that she stood up and took a few mouthfuls of food and went to the sink, calmly poured out and left the canteen.

Zhou must be sneer, glanced at the lively classmates around him, said a neuropathy, and turned and walked in the other direction.

There is only one face of the wrong school, and the schoolmaster is in a dilemma. I don’t know who to chase. He didn’t expect that things would develop like this. His intention was good. He was anxious and used the wrong way.

After the canine dog blood drama was broadcast, the name of Bai Ziren became popular. The female students had sympathy for the frustrated, and they were not familiar with Bai Ziren. They naturally stood on the side of Huang Xiaoling, and the male students also I am willing to discuss this matter. Under the vinegar of Fangzheng, I think that the beauty of Bai Da seems to be high, and I usually disdain to talk with the male students. In fact, the emotional life is very exciting. First, there is a genuine boyfriend, and then there is an infatuated week, and there are still unknown people. It’s not a simple woman to stay in the dormitory downstairs.

Bai Ziren was behind the news until Zhu Mingwen told her personally that she knew these things.

Before she changed her name, she wouldn’t care about it, but now she is not happy with the fact that she is inexplicably involved in the whirlpool.

The body is not afraid of shadows, and Bai Ziren and Zhou are bound to go all the way. Occasionally, they will nod and greet each other, and they will not be able to avoid anything, which makes many spectators who want to catch the wind and the shadows disappointed.

On Friday, in the lighthouse cafe, Bai Ziren said to Cheng Jingbo very hard, and admitted that he was a little tired.

"Although I know that I don't have to pay attention to those who are bored, now I will be nervous when I hear them mentioning my name."

Cheng Jingbo smiled: "What do you want to do?"

"I want to take a horn and stand on the stage and tell them that those are fake. Don't pass it again in the future." She sighed. "But it's totally unrealistic."

“Why not realistic?”

She looked at him sideways and was a little surprised: "I just think about it, how can I really tell them with a speaker?"

"You can choose to clarify, rather than keep things in your heart. Sometimes things don't go away."

"Do you think I am weak?"

He shook his head and denied: "You have been brave in my eyes, but I don't want to see you being wronged, especially when I am not there."

"You want me to protect myself in the future, not just rely on you, are you?"

"No, I will protect you, but you have to learn to express it."

"You know that I have never been good at this, and I am likely to say the wrong thing."

"It doesn't matter how good it is. It's okay to say the wrong thing. Just say it."

Under the warm light, his eyes were wide and his words were light but powerful. After listening to it, she felt that the things she was about to face were not so difficult.

"I was very nervous before I took the stage for the first time. I was afraid of my mistakes and I was afraid of forgetting words. In the final analysis, I was afraid of failure."

She looked into his eyes: "I am also afraid of failure, especially recently, I think a little bit, and my heart is awkward."

"Failure is a common thing. Anything, there is a loss in winning, a win in losing, everything with a temporary inability to see, long-term cause and effect, it is not good." He said, "Do it, put it down, is the most Easy way to live."

She knows what he means, don't look forward to it, and express the heart at the moment.

He looked at the book spread out on his knee and said softly: "Do you still want to listen to the book?"

"Well, where did you last read?"

He turned a page: "Start here."

She struggled to adjust her sitting position. He saw a small question: "Are you numb?"

"Yeah." She sighed and looked a little bit bitter because she was most afraid of her feet, like a thorn.

He put the book aside, bent down, helped her pick the shoes, found it a bit cold, took it to the side of the heating, came back to help her massage the soles of the feet, and waited for the blood to pass, let her put her legs on the sofa, the sofa is very long It was enough for one person to lie down, she tried it around, and finally, according to his suggestion, the head was on his lap and found the best way.

When he was studying, he put it on her back with one hand. She, she could see his face with a lift.

She listened calmly to the volume of his reading of "Spring in the Church". Although there are many places that I don't understand, I don't want to understand it. I only feel calm when I listen to his voice. The pressure in the past has completely disappeared. What troubles are worth mentioning. .

No matter whether the wind is rain or not, the corner that belongs to them is stable. If there is him around, she will not lack anything.

Waiting until the cover, she hasn't climbed up yet. It seems to be too comfortable. People are too lazy to move and want to close their eyes.

"Can I take a nap?"

"no problem."

She slept and stumbled and heard him say, "Occasionally, there is nothing terrible."

After a while I heard a more attractive words: "If you do, I will give you a present."

She wants to know what the gift is, but the eyelids are too heavy and can't be opened. I can only wait until I wake up and ask again. 2k novel reading network