At that time, I didn't understand the nectar, and it was a kind of nobleness that she couldn't reach.

He was carrying a bag on his shoulders, and stepped out of the light of the sunset, a beautiful face with exquisite face, an indifferent expression.

Many S -high girls follow him, and swept to Li Ziting like a strong thunderbolt, but no one stepped forward and pretended to talk loudly.

Obviously, Lianbei high school girls opposite the road are obviously not so reserved.

"Li Ziting, I love you! Yan Xiaoli liked you for a long time!"

"Li Ziting! I am Song Wenqian! My bed ~ I have good kung fu! Try to me!"

Nympho

What is the use of kung fu ?!

She and Li Ziting have the relationship between a book!

Gan Lu thought in his heart, and in his eyes, Li Ziting walked towards her step by step.

Ganlu sweat with his hands holding the book, with a polite smile on his face, and one step forward, "Hello ..."

Nympho

Her words could not continue.

A faint fragrance floated in front of her.

Li Ziting walked in front of her expressionlessly. She didn't even look at her, like a moving iceberg ... that's it.

The smile on Ganlu's face was stiff, as if it was poured from a pot of cold cold water from the head, cold and bone.

Nympho

What about her cold here and waiting for?

It turned out that Li Ziting ... didn't remember her.

Ganlu stood in place, and was stupidly stared at his leaving figure like all girls who had a crush on Li Ziting.

He even walked back evenly.

I wonder if he has deliberately practiced the walking posture that made girls' hearts?

Nympho

She understands that she is not the heroine who is favored in the comics, the natural ignoring of Li Ziting ... It directly made her a cannon fodder.

There is nothing left to burn.

Regarding secret love, the first time Ganlu tasted the sad taste, it was bitter.

She always remembers that Li Ziting walked indifferently in front of her, and always remembers the appearance of the afterglow of that day when he looked at his back.

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Li Ziting's Olympic Sky Book always stayed in Ganlu's hands forever, and she couldn't say a word to him anymore.

Ganlu always thought, if she didn't run away that day, then ... she could talk to him.

Even if there is only one sentence.

Every day Ganlu flipped the book that she couldn't even read the question, and turned over, page by page.

She couldn't understand it, and she couldn't even understand the topic.

She is just a trash student in a junk high school. Like them, she is a group of students who even give up even teachers. Often, teachers often come to class without even preparing classes.

The teacher didn't know what he was talking about, and their group of students didn't know what they were learning.

Li Ziting is 16 years old, and she is also 16 years old.

He is a year in high school, and she is also a high school.

She doesn't understand, she has read books for so many years. Why can't she nothing?

From birth to now, Ganlu had a conscious doubt about herself for the first time.

She is reading the junk school. She hasn't read a book for a day. Her life seems to be fixed. She can also imagine how to go down in the future. She can also imagine.

And people like Li Ziting seem to be wrapped in a layer of light.

That kind of light ... she hoped, and it was difficult to reach out.

On that day, she lay on her bed in a dead person ~, staring at the ceiling silly and thought a lot, and then jumped down from the bed ~ all the mathematics books, language books, English books, etc.
Chapter completed!