The car shuttled through the crowded road, and I marveled at his skill. Isn't he a student, is it possible that the children of rich families have this uniqueness and can drive to school.

"Well, I don't know what your name is?" I tilted my head to look at him, asking timidly. I found that I liked to sneak up on him like that.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. My name is Luo Shaoyang, and I am a junior at UW. ”

"So you're not from our school." I was a little disappointed. Huada, that's an aristocratic school, too, look at his dress, no matter how you look at it, he is not from our school.

"I happened to go to play ball with a friend that day, and I heard that your school had a basketball game, so I rushed over. I'm so sorry I happened to hurt you. He smiled apologetically. Hooked lips.

"It's okay, you didn't mean to." We chatted like this, but we also talked briskly.

The car stopped in front of our school, and I pushed the door open and walked out. It came down from the other side, took my bag out of the back seat and handed it to me. I took the bag and slung it over my shoulder, looking up to see him handing me a note.

"This note has my phone number on it, and if you have any difficulties in the future, you can find me, and it will be regarded as an apology."

"That's really not necessary, you helped me pay for the medical expenses, that's enough, how can I trouble you again." I really think he did enough, not only paid the medical bills in full, but also took me back to school in person, to be honest, he is really good.

"Oh, and my hospitalization fee was refunded more than 1,000 yuan in the end, I think this should be returned to you." I'm going to scoop the 1,000 yuan out of my bag and give it back to him.

"You scoop it, and it will be my compensation to you

bar. She waved her hand in refusal. I know that insisting on refusing to ask for it seems too hypocritical. People probably don't care too much about this amount of money, but for me, how many odd jobs do I have to do to earn it.

The car is gone, without a trace of nostalgia. I clenched the 1,000 yuan in my hand, and the note he left me with his phone number written on it. His eyes followed the direction he had left, and he refused to leave for a long time. At this moment, I clearly realized that this boy had just knocked into my long-sealed heart.

Will I ever see him again? I looked at the note in my hand...

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