If a beautiful flower does not belong to anyone, people just look at it from a distance and feel very happy, because the flower has never been picked by anyone, even if they can't get it, they will not lose it, and there is always a trace of good thoughts in their hearts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But today, their dreams have finally been shattered. Without warning, the man seemed to appear out of thin air, and he was so sudden that he secretly plucked the flower when no one was noticing. Now they are unbalanced in their hearts, or they can't get it, and it's okay if they get it alone.

Uncle Caote, who is this lucky bastard?

After Xiao Qiao thanked Cai Bo and promised that he would also learn to drive recently, he took the lead in opening the right door and walked down. The moment he stepped on the ground, he keenly sensed that there were dozens of murderous auras locked around him.

Narrowing his eyes and scanning the surroundings, he was shocked to find that these murderous auras came from the students who were standing still. Without thinking about it, Xiao Qiao knew what was going on, smiled bitterly, and turned around to take the bag handed by Lin Yuxin. "You haven't even seen it, these people's eyes are so terrifying, they want to cut me with a thousand knives."

Having said that, Xiao Qiao felt a little proud in his heart. Walking with Lin Yuxin is the common dream of all the boys in the school, Rao is Xiao Qiao no longer likes to be colorful, and it is difficult to hide the smile on his face today. The jealous gazes around him made him very useful, he stomped his feet, and stretched his clothes, and all the folds of his clothes that had been pressed out when he had just sat in the car were smoothed.

Lin Yuxin replied vaguely: "... Just be proud... You..."

She took the lipstick, used the screen of her phone as a mirror, and after applying it, she pursed her upper and lower lips at each other. Then he got out of the car satisfied. Xiao Qiao exclaimed: "What a red-lipped flame!" ”

I saw a sandal-toe sandals come into the students' sight, followed by long legs as white as mutton fat. Almost to the base of the leg, there are short hot pants appearing. Lin Yuxin is wearing a pure white tights today, which outlines her streamlined figure even more outstandingly. The sexiest thing is that she just put on lipstick, red represents enthusiasm and joy, and people can't wait to bite her cherry lips.

Charming and enchanting, tossing and turning; Flaming red lips, sleeping

The reasoning man and his companion were broken like dumpling filling, and when they didn't see Lin Yuxin get out of the car just now, they still fantasized that there was a glimmer of hope, as long as Lin Yuxin didn't appear, then they could think that Lin Yuxin and Xiao Qiao had nothing to do with each other. As a result, seeing that the main man came down in hot pants and tights, the reasoning man did not have the joy of guessing the answer at all, only full of bitterness.

"Alas......" I don't know whose voice sighed, sounded in this empty campus. Emotions are contagious, and seeing the scene of Xiao Qiao and Lin Yuxin getting out of the car, they also sighed with a sigh.

"Damn, I don't believe in love anymore, I'll be a monk tomorrow!"

"Who is that person I wipe? I'll block him after school. ”

"Alas..... Half of my city is down......"

What does it mean that a city is half collapsed? Since Lin Yuxin and Shan Miaoer entered the school, they have had this saying. The men who pursued the two women went to the sea, and each of them had as many suitors as half a city, so Lin Yuxin and Shan Miaoer had a nickname, one was called Lin Bancheng; One is called Shan Bancheng.

Although this is a big exaggeration, it is enough to see the popularity of the two of them. Now Lin Yuxin is a famous flower...... No, the famous flower has ****, isn't it half of the city that has collapsed for these people?

Xiao Qiao and Lin Yuxin glanced at each other, and they both saw a little helplessness in each other's eyes. With one step, the two walked side by side, passing through a pile of petrified people.

Xiao Qiao didn't squint, and asked out loud, "Do you want to sit with me when you enter the classroom?" ”

Lin Yuxin's shoulders did not turn slightly, and she also asked, "Do you want to sit with me when you enter the classroom?" ”

Xiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, and found that his words were indeed inconsiderate. If Lin Yuxin took the initiative to sit with her, then everyone would think that she was in a hurry to pursue herself; But if you go to sit next to Lin Yuxin, it will be much more normal. Nodding his head, he said, "Okay, it's really boring to sit in the corner by yourself." ”

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate, Xiao Qiao found it, took it out and looked at it, it was a text message: Can I report today's incident?

The slightly negotiating tone did not give people any unpleasantness, and Xiao Qiao also replied: Yes, but you have to know the proportions.

No one knew who he was texting with, and Lin Yuxin was not interested or asked. She is a smart woman, even if she knows that Xiao Qiao has a good impression of her, she will not be pampered and ask questions. She doesn't want to be a resentful woman, she wants to be a queen.

Wang Yan has been in a very bad mood these days, and she looks indifferent to everyone she meets. Whenever she was free, she would always recall the resolute way the boy had said those words to her. His voice was lighter than the fragrance of flowers, but it was so cold that it made people fall into an ice cellar: "I used to have a favorite dress, and the buttons on the cuffs are beautiful...... Now I suddenly give me the button, I don't feel comfortable......"

He doesn't blame himself, he doesn't hate himself, it's just that the past events between himself and him have passed away with his rebirth. Since he had forgotten all of them, why did he need to remember them? So Wang Yan wants to keep herself busy, as long as she has something to do, she won't be distracted. There were still a few minutes left before class, and she was carefully taking notes before class.

Accustomed to it, as soon as Xiao Qiao enters the classroom, everyone will be dull for a moment. This kind of differential treatment, Xiao Qiao used to always secretly feel sad because of this, but now he doesn't care at all. swept his gaze, didn't linger on anyone, and followed Lin Yuxin directly to the seat and sat down.

On the seat in the first row, Wang Yan looked at the young man with clear eyebrows and the starry girl beside him in a daze, and the indifference on his face had long been replaced by shock.

Xiao ...... Xiao Qiao......"

Taking a deep breath, as if she wanted to spit out the shock in her heart, Wang Yan's voice was trying to maintain her composure, but there was still a little trembling that was difficult to hide.

She knows how arrogant a woman like Lin Yuxin is. I have seen someone give away luxury cars and perfumes, but she doesn't look at them; I had heard that someone had confessed to her affectionately, but she turned a deaf ear. I also thought about what kind of people would be favored by such women.

Now she sees it. The person who accompanied Lin Yuxin was the man he avoided and the wreckage who he thought was useless. The two of them sat together, and he took out a book and a pen for her, and she smiled at him, and it turned out that the two of them were so good at ......

Reality is a resounding slap in the face, which knocked Wang Yan to the ground and fell into the dust, as if to say that she herself is like a frog, thinking that the sky reflected by the wellhead is the whole world.

Wang Yan's hand holding the pen suddenly paused, and then, with more force, wrote something in the notebook. The tip of the pen penetrates the back of the paper, making shocking cuts on the white paper.

She didn't stop there, but continued to carve with this intensity. As a result, the paper was cut and torn by the tip of the pen, and even the paper with the next page was in shambles.

The horizontal and vertical strokes on it seemed to pass through her heart, opening a bloody mouth, ridiculing her rat eyes, ridiculing her cowardice, and ridiculing her indifference.

Sometimes, life is always ironic.

One turn may be a lifetime.