Chapter 6, I'm not so persistent, I'm just more determined
After being away for so long, I still hear from my classmates around me talking about witch words. But no matter what, I would listen carefully and listen to what they had done.
Love is such a scary thing. Once I got into it, I became addicted, and now, I'm in the onset stage. Every night, I miss him and wake up crying from my dreams. My friend smiled and told me that I was terminally ill. But I know, how can anyone who has experienced it laugh?
But Zhuang Le had to pull me out for a walk, at noon, the scorching sun, the ice cream in my hand only melted after a short while, sticky, I threw it into the trash can on the side. Ever since I was a child, I didn't like to eat this.
Zhuang Le is a typical rich second generation, born with a golden key, and a good look. I've only been with her for a month, and the gifts she gave me filled one of my wardrobes. I can't help but sigh that she has such a good life, and she is always so happy and happy. yes, I'm next to her, a real clown.
He walked with me for more than ten minutes and finally stopped at a bohemia. The model in the window is wearing an off-the-shoulder white dress, which has a very simple feeling. I unconsciously hooked the corners of my mouth. She approached me and asked me if I had a crush on the dress. I laughed and quipped, "Why don't you say I have a crush on you?" She rolled her eyes at me, "Go ahead and try." She asked the clerk to take off her skirt. Eventually, I bought it home.
That time I went shopping, Zhuang Le introduced his brother to me by the way, Zhuang Mo. He is a little fresh meat who just debuted a year ago, and he is currently a national student who is red to purple. This year's eighteen, but won more than a dozen large and small awards. I used to think that he was somewhat similar to Wu Ci, but then I thought about it, Wu Ci's face was made up.
However, I don't care what Cen Oak looks like, as long as he is the Cen Oak I used to like.
But what I didn't expect was that on the first day of winter, my chinchilla that Wuci sent me died.
I cried for a long time holding Totoro's cold corpse, I wanted to go to Cen Li, I wanted to go to Thailand, no matter what, I must find him. No matter what he becomes, no matter what, I must find him. Tell him I don't want to let him go again!