Ji Ming has also been having a hard time recently, he can see that Zimo is avoiding him, but he doesn't know why he is avoiding him. He wanted to ask her clearly, but he missed it every time, because Zimo didn't have a mobile phone, and he couldn't make a call, and he couldn't vent his anger and finally fell on the unlucky Li Tian.

"You didn't beat me to death, Xiao Mozi said that if you are not available, you are not available." Li Tian, who was suppressed, said bitterly, with his hands behind his shoulders and his legs on the cold ground, such a disgusting sitting posture was really not his style. God knows that he just said a word, Xiao Mozi didn't see them, it was because Ji Ming bullied others.

It's not, it's always been Xiao Mozi who bullied him, where is he bullying Xiao Mozi, Wencai is a lolita, it's even more impossible, then only Ji Ming is left, maybe he will offend people when he will be.

"Alas, alas! Let go and let go, it hurts! Ji Ming frowned slightly, thinking about whether he had inadvertently injured Momo, and unconsciously tightened Li Tian's hand.

"Ma Wencai! You're squeaking! ”

Wencai: Squeak.

。。。

"Ji Ming, Uncle Ji, I was wrong, you let me go first, let me go, even if I block it, I will help you block Xiao Mozi!" Li Tian is really at the limit, this difficult movement comparable to yoga is really not suitable for him!

Just as he wanted to howl again, the restraints on his hands suddenly disappeared, and Li Tian sat up from the ground tremblingly, rubbing his guilty wrist sadly.

It's up to him to bully...

The mist in Ji Ming's eyes disappeared, and a gentle smile replaced a sharp look, how could he not have thought that he could wait for her at the door of her classroom.

I am the dividing line ~~~

Han Zimo and Ji Ming were originally from the same department, and it was not difficult to check her class schedule.

On this day, Zimo was listening carefully to the high math teacher's lecture on calculus in the classroom, and the notebook in his hand was densely filled with a bunch of typical example problems. For some reason, her eyelids were beating today, and she felt a little uneasy.

glanced at the position around him, he was naturally playing the game, Wang Tong was lying on the table, his eyes were squinting, and he looked very sleepy. The corners of his lips turned up slightly, Zimo continued to listen intently to the teacher's tirade, and the speed of writing was faster.

Concentration is not perceptible to the passage of time. After a class, Zimo felt that only ten minutes had passed, and it was already noon, and it was time to eat.

woke Wang Tong up, and the three of them followed the crowd out of the classroom, because today is Wednesday off, there is no class in the afternoon, Wang Tong, a foodie, is screaming to go out to eat Akita Road, Japan, and is naturally happy to accompany her to toss, and after the two reached an agreement, they looked at Zimo together.

Han Zimo saw the expectant eyes of the two, and was about to say yes.

"Momo!" It was a familiar voice that appeared in a dream.

Han Zimo turned his head a little stiffly, and saw the man looking at her around the corner, dressed in a white shirt, just like the first time he saw him. It's a pity that she is the only one who remembers. Thinking of this, the light in Zimo's eyes faded, and he turned to the two stunned friends and said okay, I'll go to dinner later, but...

"Natural, natural, that's Ji Ming! I read that right. ”

"Nope." Naturally, he lowered the frame of his glasses, "It's Ji Ming." ”

"He's calling my Zimo to kiss? What is their relationship, is it ... Before Wang Tong could show a lewd smile, Han Zimo interrupted her fantasy.

"It's okay, I just happened to know each other, let's go, I'm hungry." After speaking, he didn't care what the two stupid people who were hooked by Ji Ming looked like, and they pulled them away one by one. Ji Ming was a little panicked when he saw her ignoring him, and he clearly saw the alienation on the girl's face.

In a hurry, he quickly chased after him and stopped directly in front of Zimo. "Momo, I have something to tell you!"

He had a lot to say to her, he didn't want her to look at him like a stranger, he didn't want her to see him again without a smile on her face, he didn't want to just miss out with her. He even wanted to tell her that he liked her.

Zimo looked at him, but there was no more waves on his face, "I'm sorry, I'm going to eat with my classmates, can you let me have it?" ”

"Momo." He shouted in a low voice, perhaps an illusion, and Han Zimo heard a hint of supplication in his voice.

"Goodbye." Zimo's wrist was forced, and Wang Tong and Tianran followed her "involuntarily", throwing out an arc in the air. Ji Ming stretched out his hand to hold her, but was avoided by Zimo, she said: Between us, there is nothing to say.

The knotted hand was still in the air, and it gradually clenched into a fist. He didn't know why things were the way they were, he was fine before, he still wanted to take her out to play, go to the library with her, eat with her, watch movies with her, and do those small but warm things with her.

The footsteps behind him gradually became quieter, and the girl who gave him a throbbing at first sight walked out of his world without any warning and was caught off guard. It's just that

It turned out that it was not a beautiful encounter, and more than one person remembered it.

"Zimo, are you okay?" Naturally asked with some concern, his eyes falling on the hand that was holding her, trembling slightly.

"It's fine."

Wang Tong exchanged glances with Tiantian and didn't ask any more. This guy's face is so white that he would be a fool to believe it, but now is obviously not a good time to ask.

In the end, the meal was still not finished, and Han Zimo said that he was not hungry, so he packed his schoolbag and left the bedroom. Wang Tong and Pure Natural felt bored eating, so they casually ordered a takeout to pass the meal.

On the Wednesday of the public holiday, there were few people on campus walking outside at noon, and Han Zimo carried her schoolbag through the willow forest, the cafeteria, the library, and the teaching building, and she just walked aimlessly. She didn't really know where she was going, she didn't want to read, she didn't want to eat, she didn't want to sleep, she didn't want to, she didn't want anything, she just wanted to find a place where no one was around, and be sad for a while.

This is a first love, a first love that ends before it even begins.

She thought that she might never see him again, that shallow boy. That kind of person never belongs to herself, just like Cedar, they should live in a better place and have better friends, not like her, who is useless and has unrealistic illusions.

When she was tired of walking, she sat down on a bench in the grass, the shade of which was just enough to keep her out from the heat of the sun.

The weather was really hot, so hot that her tears came out, and the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it. In the end, she simply stopped wiping it, put her schoolbag aside, and let the tears flow. She remembered that her father had said that when she was sad, she would find a place where no one was and cry.

She hugged herself tightly, her little body curled up in a ball, and she cried out.

She felt that Abba was deceiving, not good, sad, she felt that her heart was empty, and she was sad.

"Don't cry." Gentle voice.

She looked up suddenly, with tears on her face.