Chapter 677 : God Deleted Format: Doomsday Valentine's Day
I cried suddenly, turned on the music, and cried wildly and sadly. I couldn't find the best reason to cry.
Maybe it’s because I’m reluctant to leave here, maybe I miss my bad friends, maybe I’m afraid of facing a strange environment... maybe it’s all of them
I buried my head in the pillow, and a large piece of it was wet with tears. Except for that vague memory, I remember that I had never cried like this before.
My heart is empty, I'm thinking about something, I don't know who it is, I can't bear to leave a figure in my mind, I want to know who it is
Why does my heart hurt? I asked myself over and over again, it hurts! Who am I hurting for? Why does it hurt so much?
"Qingqing, it's okay!" Seeing that I didn't respond to her, my mother knocked on the door anxiously.
"It's okay, I'm getting ready." I wiped away my tears, lowered my voice, coughed, and tried not to sound like I was crying.
I got out of bed, picked up my notebook, and opened the Baidu homepage
"Han Qing's car accident" I put a simple title on the column, read it for a long time and then deleted it.
Over and over again, I never dared to hit the Enter key. After torture for a long time, I still chose to close the web page.
It's okay to leave. Since it's at this juncture, I don't need to complicate things. As long as my mother is happy, that's fine.
I logged into QQ and became invisible again. I pulled the mouse and looked at the names in the notes. Tears flowed down again.
"Doomsday Valentine's Day, are you ready? Tonight at eight o'clock, surpmem promises you." The mouse arrow accidentally slid and just clicked on a pop-up window in the lower right corner of the screen. A pink webpage was immediately opened. After a few horizontal strokes,
The cute font caught my eye
Yes! Today is still Valentine's Day, what the hell is it? It's still eight o'clock, what a childish nymphomaniac
I was about to close this cute and romantic webpage out of boredom, but a poster on the webpage immediately caught my eye.
Out of curiosity, I double-clicked the left button to open this picture, and a large picture of the all-star lineup immediately appeared in front of me.
It was like a shocking scene that occupied my eyeballs and directly shocked my brain. For a second, my brain was filled with many things.
So handsome, I was stunned for a second, and I was actually moved by the boy on this poster.
The five boys in the same suit look like messengers specially appointed by God for the girls in the world.