Unexpectedly, Ba Xiaogua plucked her short mushroom hair, and her simple sentence made people feel uncomfortable.
Everyone focused their attention on this little girl who was usually the most talkative, waiting for her to speak.
Ba Xiaogua glanced at the scene in the camera, smiled kindly, and took back the camera:
"Han Qing, I wish you all the best"
As Ba Xiaogua said, she reached out and took off the mushroom head on her head. Her long hair fell down. She shook her long hair and stretched out her hand to me with a smile.
Like everyone else, I couldn't help but smack my lips at the sweet and lovely girl in front of me. This is incredible!
I stretched out my hand slowly, unable to make a sound for a while
"Classmates, the opening party will begin now..." I was still in a trance, and the students who were watching were ordered back by the principal's voice, and they all dispersed to watch the night on the playground, leaving only me, Yan Yeyi and Ba Xiaoxiao.
Gua
"My name is Nami, from Xingou. My mission is completed. Han Qing, Ye, goodbye."
"Goodbye, greet Ke for me." Yan Yeyi also said goodbye to Ba Xiaogua. I was still confused and didn't know what was going on.
"Be happy." Ba Xiaogua waved to me and watched from a distance as she gradually disappeared into the night. There seemed to be some light shining on the back of her right hand.
"Let's go." Yan Ye pushed me in a daze and walked toward the dormitory.
"Her name is Nami? Do you know each other? What's the mission? Who is Ke... Ke, hehe, he must be a handsome guy... Hey! Why are you filming me?"
Under the green road illuminated by street lights, I surrounded Yan Yeyi all the way, throwing a hundred thousand questions at him.
Yan Yeyi's figure walking in front of me suddenly stopped, turned towards me, and inserted his slender arms into his trouser pockets.
Under the yellow street lights, the night breeze was cool. In the quiet night, we looked at each other quietly. The stars in the sky seemed shy and hid in the clouds.
No one disturbed anyone. Yan Yeyi suddenly stretched out his hand and touched my face with his warm palm.
I raised my head slightly and looked at him. His amber pupils were like scattered quicksand, entwined with light confusion.
The beautiful double eyelids are slowly pulled down, and the long eyelashes seem to be cast by street lights.
He gently held my cheeks with both hands, and he gradually became bigger in my sight.
I closed my eyes, stretched out my lowered hand, and slowly stopped at his waist. Our figures overlapped in the round circle of light on the ground.