The burn scar emerges from the hairline, spreads from the left forehead to the sideburns, covers the small half of the left ear, and finally disappears into the short hair at the back of the head.

The girl in the back seat of mine cut off her long, algae-like hair yesterday, and made a new discovery that I don't know how to deal with today.

Just as I never knew she had this side, I never knew she had this scar.

I don't know where to put my eyes.

The usual daily accosting has now become extremely embarrassing, and the more you control your gaze not to drift up, the more you can't control your eyes.

Very beautiful girl.

It has even surpassed the definition of perfection. Whether it's the face, or the figure. The right eyelashes make it impossible to draw eyeliner in time, no, it should be a violent thing, exaggeratedly, that is blasphemous! From the tip of the nose to the peak of the eyebrows, from the lips to the corners of the mouth, from the small chin to the slightly undulating throat to the collarbone, every curve and every stroke seems to be the painting of all the artists in the world from ancient times to the present gathered in one room and completed with all their life's work.

Just sitting there, looking out the window with his head propped up in boredom, even though there was a certain misanthropic tiredness in his eyes, the aura of charm still bloomed in the corners of his eyes.

Beautiful but dangerous.

It's not the feeling of a thorny rose, it's not the kind of beauty that makes you beautiful even if you are stabbed.

Anyone who looks at her is bound to be first shocked by her beauty, and then enveloped by some kind of cold and piercing sense of bad luck.

It's hard to describe, if you want to describe it, it's as if Asidaka was being pointed to the throat with a knife by Princess Mononoke, he just lay there quietly and whispered, "You're so beautiful." ”

Ah, by the way, that's my favorite line.

The aura emanating from her body means that if you dare to approach me, ———— you will die." Not a threat, but a declarative sentence.

Black glow.

It's a pity that this girl didn't realize the favor of God in the slightest, judging from the messy cuts of her short hair, it was likely that she had dealt with it with scissors herself last night, and the dark circles under her eyes not only showed her extremely tired mental state now, but also proved that she personally did not have the obsession with skin that women should have.

When I thought that this girl would be my girlfriend from today onwards, I was in a trance for a moment, and then I felt like a tsunami of panic and helplessness, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on my forehead.

The so-called girlfriend is... You can do that kind of thing, right?

Hey, hey, right?

With her?

No, no, no, there's no sense of reality anyway. No matter how long people stop in front of the statue of Venus, no matter what perspective they look at and admire, they won't want to do her, will they? Once a beautiful thing crosses a certain zero point, men will be afraid of it, right?

I looked sideways at the girl, intoxicated by the dark aesthetic that seemed to block out the sun, and gradually fell into a state of silence.

"Do you want to touch it?"

The girl finally spoke, her eyes still looking out the window, and the person she was talking to was me.

"Really?!"

I was speechless with shock! Staring at her chest, the pair of perfect hemispheres, hands stretched out like lightning in eagle talons, ten fingers separated in a radiating formation for maximum contact area. Twenty centimeters away from the target, I stopped by magic.

I can't do it!!

Unlike today's popular milking furrow hoods, women who use this bra have a noticeable inward contraction of their breasts, which is as aggressive as two rockets. It's a good place to enjoy the ditch, but if it's covered in clothes, it looks hard and unnatural. In fact, there are several girls in the class who are equipped with this kind of props, and they are unexpectedly at the bottom of the list of the most wanted breasts in the first world.

As an experience user, the love saint wolf always brings out a disdainful nasal voice every time he talks about the other party, throws off the word "little steamed bun", flicks his sleeves, and the fairy wind bones Shi Shiran floats away.

After chewing the three-character mantra of small steamed buns repeatedly, I understood that there are two concepts here: "small" and "hard". After deep thinking, it suddenly became clear.

That's a sign of lack of self-confidence.

Good breasts are not squeezed out, they grow.

The breasts of a human female do not move closer to the middle in their natural state!

The choice of the girl behind me was obviously the first consideration for comfort, the elastic thickness was just right, with a soft arc and undulation that was slightly separated to the sides. Quiet, peaceful, without the slightest aggression on the contrary, exudes maternal care! And the sacred erotic emotions that the artificial canyon cannot reach!

This is not a holy place that my hands are qualified to defile.

"Is it okay to use your face?" I looked at her deeply and asked sincerely. "I want to try to bury it."

"I don't mind, take care of yourself."

There was not the slightest fluctuation in the girl's voice, a faint tiredness.

This sentence banished my biological instinct from my mind, and a basin of cold water poured over my head. In an instant, all sorts of rumors about this girl flooded my brain.

Xiaoqing, the 186-year-old college idol and childhood sweetheart who grew up with me in open crotch pants, warned me not to approach this girl with the scariest expression I've ever seen in my life.

"She has something to do with drugs."

Xiaoqing almost pinched my shoulders and said with blue fangs, and the handsome face that can be a graphic model kept twitching.

Xiaoqing's father is the city's police chief and a legend in the city. There are many deeds in the newspapers, and there are even more folk rumors.

At the age of less than 30, he negotiated with the kidnappers with his bare hands, seized the opportunity to seize the gun to save people, killed a prisoner and killed a person, and became famous in the war.

On another occasion, he slapped a pickpocket who had entered the palace to the ground, and when he woke up, the director faintly dropped a sentence on his face, "Let me run into you and kill you again." "The thief is like a monkey who was knocked three brains by the Bodhi Patriarch, and once he got the Tao and got through the seven tricks. Now he has changed his career to sell pancakes and fruits at the subway entrance every day, and the director of the bureau will stuff one into Xiaoqing's father for free every day when he goes to work.

Not long ago, a sharpshooter from a certain unit came here, and when he heard that the chief was the holder of the shooting record of the city's police station, he immediately became eager to win. When he came to the shooting range, he paid out of his own pocket and fought for a day, but he couldn't break the director's record, so he shouted that he was not convinced, and asked the director to invite himself to compete with him. The legendary man came to the shooting range in response, with a light smile, with a gun in one hand, and broke his record in front of the other party.

In this city, you may not know who the mayor is, but it is impossible not to know who the chief is! He is a hero to men and an idol to women!

As one of the country's top two port cities and one of the first economic towns, money and pollution have poured into it at the same time.

Drugs are a stubborn disease in the city, and they are also the top priority of the director's work.

No matter how many kilograms or even tons are seized in each operation, no matter how many drug dealers are imprisoned and killed, no matter how many men and women who have lost their souls and walk dead are put into drug rehabilitation centers, this tumor will never be removed.

It doesn't kill the city, it doesn't draw too much from it, it has the self-control to adopt a sustainable model, silently cutting its own piece of this rich soil.

This is by no means an organized drug trafficking, there is definitely a mastermind behind it that controls the network.

With his superhuman sense of smell, Qing's father followed the vine in many ways, and finally determined the suspected candidate for this mastermind.

Judging from Xiao Qing's tone of wanting to eat people, this mastermind seems to be ······ It's my nominal girlfriend.

"Hold on, I'll call the doctor!"

That's how I reacted at the time.

"Am I telling jokes?!!" Xiaoqing roared, glanced at the situation in the classroom again, and tried to lower her voice, "It's not all... The woman······ There are lives on hand. ”

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Two years ago, waiting for his father to take him home from work at the police station, that was the first time Xiaoqing saw that girl.

I can't put it into words, but in retrospect, her mind went blank when she passed by her. It's breathtakingly beautiful, it's terrifying, it's impossible to move.

Passing by, strands of hair brushed over the shoulders, leaving an intoxicating light body fragrance.

The girl turned the hallway, and the little ghost followed. The girl stopped at the door of her father's office, checked the number, pushed the door and entered.

He heard it through the door.

"You know me." The girl spoke silently, it was not a question sentence, but a reminder of something.

“··· Right. "It was my father's voice.

There is no confidence and heroism in the past, and it is depressed.

"Give it back to me."

“··· Sorry, I didn't know it was your man... It has been written on the report. I can't help it..."

"People and goods, twelve hours."

"You... You know, this kind of stuff report is irretrievable as long as you hand it in. ”

It wasn't an auditory hallucination, father, the superhuman man, with a supplication in his voice.

“··· That's your son? In the hallway, tall, glasses, high school uniform? ”

There was tiredness in the girl's voice.

"No, no, no! I can compensate you in other ways! It's just my family..."

"Twelve hours, people and goods, otherwise, I will trouble you and Mrs. Zun to have another one."

After that, the girl pushed the door and walked out, Xiaoqing hurriedly dodged backwards and collided with the girl.

Eye contact with her for the first time.

Ominous, unlucky, as if cursed.

Filthy things······

I can't take a single step, and I'm going to die at any moment, and the sense of danger like the tip of a knife on my eyeballs is clear.

The girl looked at him, smiled and put her hand on Xiaoqing's shoulder, pushed him away, and walked out.

Like a substance of evil.

He and his father chose to remain silent at the same time, when nothing happened, and never said anything.

He only knew that the drug dealer who was supposed to be shot in the newspaper was acquitted on the grounds of insufficient evidence.

He didn't tell his friends about the history.

Xiaoqing knew that with that guy's troublesome magnet-like personality, instead of leaving that girl, he would pounce on her like a hungry dog that smelled. Nosy is his label, and if curiosity has a unit of measurement, his battle is probably more than 10,000 cats, Super Saiyan level!

That bastard, he didn't know what he was doing until he died.

As long as that guy asks something that shouldn't be asked, and encounters something that shouldn't be touched... I may lose the only friend in this world.

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"That's what I'm talking about."

The girl sighed, turned to look at me, and pointed to the conspicuous scar on her forehead.

"You seem to be interested, do you want to touch it?"

Tell me about it! When a woman says something like "touch" to a man with normal physiology, everyone will want to be crooked, okay?

"No, you're the only one who thinks about that."

The girl somehow clicked the mind-reading skill on the skill list and looked at me and laughed silently.

"At what cost?" I swallowed.

"Nope."

The more you say that, the more empty I become······

Once this topic is raised, it scratches my heart like cat grass, and my hand can't help but want to touch it.

The girl seemed to be enjoying this, holding her chin and looking at me with interest.

This girl is the "bad guy", and all the intel in my hands proves it, but strangely I don't feel it anyway.

She's obviously here, isn't she?

Right in front of my eyes.

With a wicked smile.

"Well, does it hurt?"

I felt a little clueless when I asked, but the girl understood my question very synaesthesia.

"Ten years ago, I didn't feel it anymore. From here..." She pointed her right index finger at her wrist, where a faint patch of dark skin emerged from the cuff, and her fingers slid down her arm to her shoulder. “··· Here we are..." Slide to the armpit, to the outside of the left breast, draw a circle back to the collarbone, spread to the back of the neck, ears, and all the way to the visible forehead scar. I used my fingertips to mark the damage on my body as if it were something inconsequential, and the smile on my face was clearly observing my reaction. “··· All the way to this point, it's all burned out, and the hair was planted later, so it looks messy here, right? ”

"Ahhh Oh... I'm sorry..."

No, wait! According to Xiaoqing's information, the girl's age was ten years old when the fire broke out that year? So she's a year and a half older than me?

"Hey."

The girl hooked her hand, put it to her mouth, and motioned for me to attach her ear.

"Want to see it?"

In your ear, whisper in a voice that will stop your heart.

I was desperate to find that even a man's self-esteem could not stop the word "think" from coming out, so I could only bite the pronunciation with my teeth and make a mum sound.

The girl was neither certain nor denied, but smiled meaninglessly and leaned back in her chair and continued to look out the window.

"Anyway, have you ever heard of 'being a ghost is also romantic'?"

I was molested, a sincere heart for ruthlessness, and now my mood is very gloomy.

"And then?"

"I have a feeling like I'm going to be a ghost before I hit home plate..."

"I don't know much."

"Well, it should be at least possible to die under the peony flower."

"Obviously not that kind of person."

The girl laughed.

"I can prove to you that I am also a person in need."

"South Wind..."

With a smile, the girl said lightly.

She rarely calls me by name, it's a kind of grammar, as long as my name appears before the next structure, it means the end of the fade, and she needs my answer.

"What do you want from me?"

"People."

I replied forcefully.

I'm definitely not lying!!

"That's it?" The girl raised her eyebrows slightly, and pointed her finger at her chest. "For the sake of these, can you do it to the point where you don't want to die? Like that night? ”

I still have bandages around my wrists, and I was stabbed in the forearm with a saber with a blood groove last month.

Four ribs were broken, one of which was broken into four and one was inserted into the lung. Taken to the hospital, a pneumothorax that can be quite severe has formed, and a puncture was done on the spot, and now the collarbone is still covered with gauze.

If you think that I did something heroic to save the United States, and finally caused today's so-called "couple" relationship, you are very wrong.

Quite the opposite.

This girl is the only one who caused it.

She could have killed me that night, but she didn't.

So I don't think she's a bad person, at least not hopelessly bad. That's why I'm sitting in the front row of her as usual.

As usual, we routinely pick up each morning. Saying that there are some things that are not, I look forward to what feedback will be given from this girl's point of view.

"Hmmm... How to say it. "I try to organize the language." Can you imagine me talking like that to other girls? Discussing each other's scars, burying their faces in their chests, any topic. Ahh I didn't mean to eat tofu, I just thought it was really funny. Don't worry you'll get angry; Because... You're not going to pretend to be angry'. "That's the biggest difference between her and others.

She doesn't pretend.

She doesn't care what other people think of her.

What I see now is her truest side.

So she's not a bad person.

"Huh~~~?"

"That's all." I shrugged.

"You're going to die early."

"That's not in my plans."

The girl stopped talking.

"Anyway... Q: Did you make it happen? ”

It occurred to me that I had an idea.

“······”

"I heard you're with you, uh... Drugs have something to do with it, if you don't mind, can you..."

The girl snorted and laughed, as if she had encountered the most interesting thing in the world, her head buried in the crook of her arm, and she laughed breathlessly.

Even so, in a fully filled classroom, no one dared to look in this direction.

I finally gasped for breath and looked up from the crook of my arm, looking at me with only two smiling eyes.

"Why is the girl so out of shape?"

"You really don't know how to die, you're not stupid."

"Please tell me it's a compliment."

I didn't understand the girl's joke at all······

"Does the average person ask this kind of question?"

"I know I'm special." Pretending to be shy, he scratched his head.

"Ah, it's more than that. I am responsible for all the supply and distribution, consumption, number of personnel, and locations in this city. ”

The girl turned her face sideways, resting on her arm, looking at the place and whispering.

"That... No kidding, okay. ”

I glanced around uneasily and whispered.

"It is a fact that the city is rationed four hundred kilograms per month, which is sold only in the old city, and the dilution of the snake's head is not allowed, and the price is self-determined. If you find that someone has purchased goods through other channels... I'll have someone dispose of them... What's wrong? Such a terrible face? Ah, I know your question, 'Please tell me you're not related to this kind of thing,' right? Didn't those glasses tell you a long time ago? Or is it ... More than your best friend, believe in me, the one who almost killed you? ”

A malicious smile.

The girl lay on the table and tapped my head with her fingertips.

"How far do you have to go before you believe I'm not a good person? Or does it matter as long as you look good? ”

"Why..."

"Public welfare."

"What?"

"I'm doing public welfare."

It was as if she was saying something simple.

I don't understand, this kind of thing... How can it be.

Just one bite can ruin a family.

Just one drop can ruin a life······

"Any idea how many drug dependents there are in the city?"

I've heard Xiaoqing say that this megacity with a population of nearly 20 million is recorded... There should be...

"About 115,000."

"It would be nice if that were the case." The girl sighed, but her expression did not show the slightest regret, only tiredness. "Where the law can't reach, after seeing what the old town really looks like, do you still believe that number? 400 kg··· You probably don't have that concept. That's a figure of 200,000 shells that can barely be sucked up at full firepower, in fact, even so, it is still in short supply, and the price per gram is about three times that of other surrounding cities. The number I received from the head of the smuggler was three hundred and thirty-four thousand six hundred and fifty. ”

"So what?"

I didn't look at her, I stared at the back of my chair.

I don't want to hurt this girl.

But now, I do feel the urge to hit someone.

"So the problem isn't obvious? Think about it for a moment, what will happen to this city after these 300,000 people lose their needles? ”

I never thought of this kind of problem, and I was stunned for a while.

"The city... No, if you have the ability to cut off the supply, then it is not difficult to help them and send them to a drug rehabilitation center. There are also police officers in this city..."

"Okay, next question."

The girl held a finger in front of my eyes and shook it.

"Which country in the world has the lowest rate of relapse after drug rehabilitation?"

I shook my head.

"It's our country. So, how low is the relapse rate? ”

"Percent... Thirty? ”

The girl couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

"How simple do you have to be?"

"Sixty percent?"

"Far from it."

"Eighty?"

"Wrong."

"Ninety? Ninety-five? Ninety-nine? ”

"One hundred percent."

The girl snapped her fingers and looked at the expression on my face, and her smile became more and more beautiful.

"It's a miracle that a thousand people go in and come out and one or two don't touch the needle. Unlike smoking, this thing is a physiological addiction, and it is impossible to retain sanity at the time of the attack. Addiction centers are nothing more than self-consolation, evidence of 'what we did for them?' and the investment is not proportional to the return. They are no longer human. Now, based on the information you get, I'll ask again. What would happen to the city if these 300,000 walking dead were suddenly cut out of rations? ”

“······”

"They... will eat people. The girl whispered.

"Is there no other way?"

"Absolutely, what I'm doing is the solution. Still don't get it? No, if we can't figure it out at this point, it's better for us to break up. ”

I didn't care about her threat, my mind was already full of information.

Indeed, even according to official statistics, the city has one of the highest drug addicts in the country. But in fact, there is no threat to live here, and the city is thriving and sunny.

The Old Town is a very different picture.

The dilapidated buildings of the last century, the disgusting smell of neighbors, under the light, emaciated, lost souls, no people and no ghosts.

The cemetery is generally ······

Cemetery?!

"You're limited... It's only sold there, isn't it? ”

"Hmm, so what?"

“··· This indirectly reduces the number of new users in contact with each month, because addicts will grab it in the first place, and the high price also discourages people who want to try it. Selling only in the old city is to isolate them from ordinary people and create two worlds. Blending is not allowed, and the extremely high purity increases their drug dependence... At the same time, it hastened their deaths. There it is... These people's... Cemetery. ”

"Looks like you really want to have a relationship with me, huh."

The girl smiled with satisfaction.

"This month the number is down six hundred. Their number will then decrease cumulatively with a pluto effect. Over the past 20 or 30 years, as the city's anti-drug forces have been continuously strengthened, so much money has been spent and so many people have been used, and the number of drug addicts has climbed from 6,000 to 300,000. As for me, in just three years, I can clean this place as clean as Singapore, by the way... I also made a fortune. ”

Again······

This woman, once again, uses the ugly reality to try to destroy my values.

That night, in the stinking alleys of the old town, I proved to her that violence could not bring me to my knees, at least at the level of will.

She wanted me to admit that there is no right or wrong in this world, only cause and effect.

I know, that's the only bond between us.

It's definitely not love, it's just a simple refusal to admit defeat, wanting to prove that you're right, and wanting to pull each other into your own world.

I... Still don't think she's a bad person.

"You... Just watching those people die there? ”

"Don't make me look down on you."

The girl frowned.

"The arguments have all been lost, and they have begun to criticize me from the moral high ground? The moral paradox of one or ten, salvation or abandonment, the value of their lives, exists only in the position of the observer. At the end of the day, it's just that someone like you who doesn't have dirty hands can point my fingers at me from a safe place. ”

"It's the same..." I smiled self-deprecatingly. "It's ugly."

I'm not the kind of pedantic person, if I had to give up... Anyone with a modicum of sanity knows how to choose.

Clean up the city, separate the sources of infection, and bring together those who may really have no hope anymore and die quietly.

That's what she's doing, if only that... I ······

"Is that why you're sleep deprived?" I took a deep breath, adjusted my tone, and pointed at her dark eyes. "Do public welfare?"

"No, philanthropy is just a side hustle." The girl buried her head in the crook of her arm, looking very tired, and a muffled voice came out. "Signing 400 kilograms of goods every month is not enough to stay up all night every day... That's part of my legacy, for the above. ”

Vaguely aware, this girl is just a member of the vast system that rules the city.

That family.

Over the past 600 years, wars, disasters, dynasties, occupations and liberations, the city has been destroyed and rebuilt countless times, and no matter how many names have been changed, only its ruler is eternal.

The girl ······

Want to climb to the top.

In her words, "unscrupulous".

"South wind."

"In. Enjoin. ”

"I don't hate you, but you know that, right?"

The girl lay on the table and looked at me quietly.

"One day, maybe five years, maybe ten years, I will definitely marry some rich guy, and I will have a child or something in order to explain. If you just want to have fun, I don't care... There is no result. ”

"I'm sorry, I don't accept it."

"It's no use being childish."

"I'm sorry, I can't accept it."

"I'm totally okay with that."

"Can you tell me the conditions for the inverted door?" I asked sincerely.

"My child has my last name."

"Ahhh This won't work, grandpa won't forgive me. ”

"Then there's really nothing to be done."

I couldn't tell if she was joking, but from the look that seemed to be smiling, I was being ruthlessly teased again.

No longer bothering about the future, I turned around with the fortitude of a man.

Realizing that I had become disconnected from the blackboard in the large classroom, I opened my notebook and decided to deceive myself by pretending to study.

"Hey."

The girl behind her suddenly came over, and the voice was right next to her ears.

"Alpha's square eradicated with Sigma, the WTO was established in 202 BC, the same year the United States officially repelled the African invaders..."

My heart is like stopping water, the old monk is settled, and my Zen heart is like an empty valley and an orchid, and there is nothing that can disturb me swimming in the ocean of knowledge.

"South Wind..."

"Wang Erxiao held two 38 big covers, and introduced the **** into the encirclement of the Japanese devils, only to hear the firecrackers in an instant..."

"Why don't I leave you with a place for the child?"

The girl's breath blew at the base of her ears, and her voice was as sweet, annoying, and itchy as poison.

"Acceptance, legally known as acceptance, is an affirmative expression that one party to a transaction unconditionally agrees to all the contents and trading conditions proposed by the other party in the offer, and is willing to enter into a contract in accordance with these conditions. In the stock market, the takeover is how much you sell, how much people buy, and the commonly used trading terms are: 'a good person has a safe life', 'she will come back to me', 'I will take care of you', etc., and the children who have not cultivated to the realm of Zen Buddhism cannot receive it. Female benefactor, if you are like this again, the little monk is going to call. “

"Places at the genetic level... Except for us... Nobody knows..."

I knew that I was teasing myself, but my brain was still full of backing series numbers in an instant, and the face of Sister Hatajin Ichika was automatically cut and pasted into the malicious smile of the girl behind her·······

No, no, no, no!

Come back!! My sanity!!

With the heroism of King Chu consciously realizing Wujiang, he slapped his head on the desk.

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Because it's an original novel.,Trial reading.,So after thinking about it, I still gave some settings.。

Just give a little ······

Protagonist:

Southerly.

Orientation: Straight.

Fang Ling, 183, freshman.

The rarest surname holder in the city, the most famous ancestor (pseudo) in the genealogy is Mr. Nan Guo.

Super combat effectiveness, with the myth of being undefeated in fights since elementary school, using the same "four invincible" theory as Bai Mao. Of course, this is a realistic novel, and you can't do it with one hand to break your neck. It's a super gangster, right?

In a single-parent family, the mother passed away and the father was away all the year round. Raised by his grandfather, he inherited his grandfather's character and has a strong sense of justice.

IQ is not fixed, and it has a reversal mindset when it is in a desperate situation.

Actually, I'm very smart, and I can be at the top of my class if I want to, but I don't mean it. Lack of motivation unless you encounter something you really care about.

likes to have a flowery mouth, thick skin, and has never suffered a loss until he meets an opponent in his life.

There's a curiosity comparable to that of the feline family.,Knowing that you're going to be blind, you'll take a look.,And then I can't help but study.。

Emotional intelligence is average, but it is easy to be moved, the tears are extremely low, and Totoro will cry every time he sees it. When watching a movie with the trio, it is usually the other two who fall asleep, and he cries wet tissues in the middle.

I don't know why I read it so much.

Surprisingly possessive is quite weak, unless it's something you really care about.

Take on the role of a father in the trio.

Once had a girlfriend, not a virgin. (Unexpected.) ）

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Monsoon rain and sunny days

Nicknamed Xiaoqing.

Eighteen, freshman year.

186, glasses, well-known, excellent tutor, good face, the unshakable first school grass of the college.

Clean yourself, keep a polite distance from women, straight men, and wait for the real woman.

An oil that grew up with the south wind bouncing ******.

Piano level ten, violin proficient, combat coach is his father, very unhappy why Nanfeng's wild road can easily knock him down as a professional.

Fluent in Cantonese, English, French, currently self-taught German.

The results ranked first in the school, and there was a gap between the sky and the sea with the second place.

The trio serves as a mother.

The current ****** is zero. (Unexpected.) ）

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Liu Lang

Eighteen, freshman year.

172。

The flower name is Cowherd, and he is affectionately known as Little Wolf.

Aggregates, human self-propelled cannons, gene seeders.

handsome, but far from reaching Xiaoqing's level, it is very lethal to the young flower girl who has not been deeply involved in the world. The rate of changing girlfriends is calculated in weeks, and he is often beaten for this, and Nanfeng's number is put in the emergency call function by him all year round.

The stunt is to hold your head, curl up on the ground, dial a distress call in your pocket, and support it with the unique vitality of a slut until the south wind arrives.

Single-handedly pulled the trio's draw IQ to the lower-middle level.

A single-parent family, the mother runs the largest musical instrument store in the city, and is currently expanding its business. The richest of the trio, but also the least money-conscious.

I love music, I have a super strong hearing, and after listening to the song once, I can pick off the score of each instrument from memory. South Wind's bass teacher. The guitar is a master level, but in fact almost any instrument can be mastered without instruction in a short period of time.

Joined the trio in junior high school.

The essence is not a bad person.

Played the role of scum in the trio.

Non-place. (nonsense)

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Heroine.

Everything is a mystery, and the background is quite deep.

Be between eighteen and twenty-one years of age.

Due to family relationships, Xiaoqing and Little Wolf know some of her deeds and are afraid of her like a snake and scorpion. Southwind knew the least of the trio about it, and made the first contact with them before they could warn, nearly killing them.

Reading quite widely, and it is impossible to perceive their preferences, from the "Illustrated Book of Coin Collections" to "The Rise and Fall of the Sabbatical Dynasty", every day there is a new book on the table.

I was admitted to the school with a perfect score in all subjects that year, but I took a year off for some reason.

What is certain is that there are plurality of human lives on his hands.

Quite high IQ (comparable to white hair) has a bad personality and strange laughs.

Speech and demeanor smell of wind and dust, virgin. (Unexpected)

————————————————————————————————————————————————ps. I just found out that this is the legendary 10,000-character chapter! Will the words inspire hidden missions?!

PS2. A lot of details have not yet been retouched······· The finished product should be a little more delicate.