Looking at the expressions of the classmates around us, it is not difficult to imagine that the three of us were intercepted by gangsters. Everyone knew about it.
I was just a bit confused. I looked at Liao Liang and asked her: "Who is Ran Hua?"
Within a radius of five feet, there was silence, except for the sound of my footsteps and the rustling of my skirt.
The two of them were collectively shocked! They stood there stupidly, looking at me like I was a monster.[
“The makeup is lovely!”
Miaomiao quickly stepped in front of me and complained with great sorrow and anger: "Zhuang Keren, I am convinced by you. If you hadn't been classmates for so many years, I really doubt that you treat me as a human being? At the freshman fraternity, you and
He danced a Spanish bullfight, and he danced so well that it shocked the whole audience. He is in your class, and you don't even know him!"
She beat her chest and burst into tears: "I was lying in the hospital waiting for your call, and until today, you didn't say hello to me. Even if you comfort each other, you should say a word. It's useless for me to worry about you, afraid that you will get lost, ugh
…”
Liao Liang, the righteous commander of the Eighth Army, stood on the other side of me with his hands on his hips, his face flushed with excitement, and he accused me sternly: "Zhuang Keren, besides studying and that Mr. Yin, can you also pay attention to us civilians?"
Common people? Even if our studies are not as good as yours and our conditions are not as good as Mr. Yin’s, we are still your classmates anyway. How can we do this?"
Cup!
Comfort couldn't wait for me that night, and there was no way to call me. After twists and turns, I found Liao Liang and Miaomiao, who were in trouble at the same time, and told me that I was missing. The two girls had been worried, lest I would be hit by a gangster again.
Unexpectedly, I was so unconcerned that I walked on the old road with a radiant face and a new schoolbag on my back, and continued to ignore them.
Liao Liang impassioned the crowd: "Zhuang Keren, we are all classmates. It's okay to help each other. How can you not remember anything at all? Let me see it this way. Today you treat a guest and write off the old debt. From now on,
live in peace"
Er, a harmonious society is based on me inviting everyone to dinner?
I feel guilty and I am guilty, but is this too far-fetched? If it hadn't been for me at that time, you two would have been killed long ago...
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