He Xiaowei ran very fast at first, running through one staircase after another, and running past one classmate after another. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Facing the evening breeze, like a little swallow.

Then, she suddenly slowed down, very slowly, very slowly, but her heart beat very fast.

Her heart pounded as if it was about to jump out of her chest, a feeling she had never experienced before.

A question occurred to her.

What kind of face should she face Bai Ze?

Happy? Why are you happy? Do you like her? This can't be!

Why are you angry? Why are you angry for someone like him, even if you are really angry, you are not him, why bother?

He Xiaowei suddenly felt very inexplicable, why did she go to Bai Ze?

No one told her that this painting was painted by Bai Ze?

Even if this painting is Bai Ze's painting, what can it be?

Is this a love letter? Is this a confession?

I've received more explicit ones before.

Those who should sink into the water still have to sink into the water, how can they make a little waves?

He Xiaowei, you are more mature!

You can't like someone like him!

He doesn't have anything, he's not a person to rely on!

He's never in your range of mates, so why should you consider it, why?

So......

He Xiaowei turned her head, she didn't go to the playground, she went to the commissary, bought a bottle of water, bought a bag of tissues, and bought an ice cream.

Eat, eat cold ice cream, in the afterglow of this summer, be calm, and think less about anything about Bai Ze.

I started walking towards the school gate, and I walked very slowly, slowly, and my brain was working very slowly.

Slowly the ice cream was finished, and she slowly wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Start drinking water, walk for a while, take a sip, and there will always be an unstoppable thirst.

Slowly walked out of the school gate and slowly walked to the bus stop.

At the bus stop, she was still in a daze, should she question him, should she go?

When he questioned him, he would only laugh, and wouldn't it be embarrassing for her to be helpless with him.

It's so annoying!

When the bus arrived, He Xiaowei got on the bus in a huff, she liked the window seat in the middle like Bai Ze.

He Xiaowei looked at the regressive scenery, but her eyes and soul floated to the playground, she wanted to go, but she couldn't go, she was very anxious.

Girl, girl, like a hazy fog, I can't grasp my thoughts.

He Xiaowei looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze, getting farther and farther away from Bai Ze!

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Liu Ruyan watched He Xiaowei go.

She has been paying attention to Bai Ze for half a month, every day Bai Ze practices knives, she watches, she doesn't know, what attracts her to this new student, since one afternoon she accidentally found Bai Ze dancing bamboo knife in the playground.

A young man of this age, who doesn't go to class in the afternoon, but is playing with a bamboo knife here, she thinks that he is just in the mood, even if he plays, but Bai Ze has not stopped at all from the afternoon until the sky is dark.

Focused, very focused, that serious look, persistent look, but from the eyes of a student who is the penultimate in his impression.

In my impression, Bai Ze always loves to laugh, as if she doesn't care much about anything, she is really curious about Bai Ze.

Therefore, when she doesn't have classes in the afternoon, she always holds a bottle of canned beer in a corner, and while drinking, she watches Bai Ze practice his bamboo knife, and her dancing is really good-looking.

It's Bai Ze who is looking at it, but it's thinking about herself, and it's thinking about her own thoughts.

A twenty-seven-year-old woman, not yet married, not yet married, not yet married, always lonely, not to mention that she is so beautiful.

Sometimes, she also feels that God has been unfair to her.

It's just that alas, this is the reality.

As a teacher, she told He Xiaowei that Bai Ze was in the playground and returned the painting, but she didn't know what psychology it was.

But after saying that, her psychology is always reluctant, or regretful, or a kind of indescribable thought, but no one has asked her out for a long time, and no one will paint for her for a long time.

Or tonight, the boy who danced with the bamboo knife will not accompany the girl he likes, the girl who is more youthful than her, to go out to eat together, to play together, or even to open a house together?

Today is May 20th, what a good day.

She thought about things, walked and walked, her steps dominating her own steps, but she came to the playground.

When she woke up, she was a little overwhelmed.

Looking up, looking into the distance, the young man who danced the knife in the afterglow of the sunset was still there.

He didn't leave with He Xiaowei? Wasn't that painting painted by Bai Ze? Could it be ...... He Xiaowei hasn't come yet?

Liu Ruyan is wearing black high heels, a pale aqua green skirt, a well-fitting suit, and flesh-colored leggings today, very feminine and graceful.

A woman like her doesn't have to scratch her head and pose, as long as she stands there, she will exude the unique maturity of a woman of her age, and she has a unique temperament when she kisses her lips a little.

She waited and waited, the sun was setting, the sky was dark, He Xiaowei still didn't come, Bai Ze was still practicing knives, tireless.

She smiled.

I bought seven or eight bottles of beer, hugged my shoulders, and as usual, leaned against a corner under the willow tree in the playground, and quietly watched Bai Ze dance with a bamboo knife while drinking.

Bai Ze's movements are beautiful and smooth, and occasionally make all kinds of incredible movements, Liu Ruyan will always be amazed in his heart.

With a click, a beer can fell to the ground, and it was getting darker.

With a snap, another beer can fell to the ground, and it was even darker.

Click, another beer can fell to the ground, and it was a little darker.

……

On the empty playground, the sultry evening breeze and the effect of alcohol made Liu Ruyan's eyes a little blurred.

Today, she decided that she didn't just watch it, she was going to go up and talk to him, and she had this urge.

She's a teacher, what's the big deal.

I don't know if it's her hallucination, Bai Ze's dancing with the bamboo knife stopped, and a person stood in front of Bai Ze, a man holding a sword.

This man appeared in the blink of an eye, and suddenly appeared, and her footsteps suddenly stopped.

Shaking his head, sobering himself up, holding half a can of beer, approaching again, trying to hear what they were saying?

……

"Boy, are you good at swordsmanship?"

"Boy, who taught you your sword skills?

"Boy, I know who you are, and you know who your mother is, come with me. ”

"Boy, you use this bamboo knife at me? The bamboo knife can't hurt anyone, put it away. ”

A sword pierced the heart, Qualcomm kept saying it, Bai Ze didn't say a word, just pointed at Qualcomm with a bamboo knife, but he just laughed, and the laughter was creepy.

Bai Ze said to the bamboo knife: "I'm in a good mood today, if I don't kill you, you can go!"

Qualcomm laughed: "The tone is not small, give you two choices, the first is to follow me, the second is to follow me, and the third is to take some parts from you, you still have to follow me." ”

Bai Ze smiled and was about to say something, but a passionate but beautiful tone like a yellow bird suddenly sounded from behind.

The voice was a female voice, hoarse and low, but familiar.

"Who are you and how did you get into school. ”

Bai Ze turned his head, but unexpectedly saw Liu Ruyan appearing behind him with steps.

Bai Zeweiwei frowned, Liu Ruyan also frowned slightly, although the lights on the playground were not visible, but the scar on Qualcomm's face could still be seen, this person didn't look like a good person.

If Liu Ruyan is outside, she may not necessarily stand out for Bai Ze, but at school, she has an inexplicable sense of security as a teacher, and with the effect of alcohol, she rushed out directly.

Qualcomm held a simple long sword, looked Liu Ruyan up and down, and suddenly his eyes were a little unable to take his eyes off, a mature and attractive woman is poison, Qualcomm swallowed lightly and spat in his throat.

Qualcomm laughed: "You can come with me too." ”