078: Dreaming of a teenager in the middle of the night

Yan Ruyu held the earpiece, her eyes were red.

For a moment, she was ashamed of her narrow views.

"Teacher Liu." Yan Ruyu, who was far away in a foreign country, began to speak politely, "You have to worry about it." ”

"This is all what I should do as a class teacher." Liu Min has a straightforward personality, and he has always said something, but he never hides it, "Qinghuan's mother." I think work is important...... But the growth of children cannot be neglected. ”

They are all highly educated people, and Yan Ruyu immediately understood what Liu Min wanted to express.

"I will definitely make more time to take care of Huanhuan in the future." Yan Ruyu promised.

Liu Min has been teaching for many years and has seen too many parents, all of whom like to talk impassionedly about how they will be in the future.

Often the result is that there is no more.

I hope Qinghuan's mother can do what she says!

Liu Min touched his deflated belly, this point can be called takeout.

The night was terriblely dark.

Shen Qinghuan was lying on the somewhat hard bed board tossing and turning.

She pulled out her phone.

It was already one o'clock in the morning.

Come to think of it, only playing games can kill a long night.

In fact, the forgetting rate of netizens is really fast.

Especially for a little transparent like Shen Qinghuan, who was brought down by other hot news not long after it broke out, in less than a day, those gossips on the Internet were automatically filtered out by other information.

Shen Qinghuan smiled self-deprecatingly.

If it is because Wen Huaibei and Li Xiaojie affect their lives, then they have fallen into other people's traps.

The best revenge is never to suppress, but to live more brilliantly than the one who hurt himself.

Since the other party starts by seeing that you are unfortunate before getting full. Enough, it will be more dazzling and excellent, and it will make the other party more sad.

Shen Qinghuan crossed his legs, there are still many beautiful things in life, waiting for his newly reborn self to enjoy.

Similarly, the game in front of you.

After the beginning of autumn, the weather in the imperial capital is always cool in the morning and evening.

Li Mingkang had just returned to his dormitory from the library.

"Thank you." In the darkness, Li Mingkang could vaguely see Lu Ziheng sitting up straight on the bed.

"Everyone has their own needs."

If it weren't for the school's arrangement, Li Mingkang wouldn't want to share a dormitory with Lu Ziheng.

The reason is very simple, Li Mingkang wants to study, Lu Ziheng wants to sleep, and his work and rest are not harmonious.

Of course, the most important point -

[Li Mingkang regards Lu Ziheng as a competitor].

Every day with Lu Ziheng, no matter how hard Li Mingkang struggles, it seems that fate is deliberately playing tricks on him, and he is only second in the highest ranking.

"What I promised you, I will do."

Li Mingkang heard Lu Ziheng say this sentence from his mouth, and his hand holding the water basin exerted a little force.

He pushed open the door and stood in the hallway, weeping silently.

Li Mingkang himself knows that doing so is like denying the original self who was willing to give everything for a certain goal.

However, he wanted to be the first in the exam too much.

Even if it's by this means.

When Li Mingkang came back, Lu Ziheng didn't know.

Too many things have happened recently, and Lu Ziheng has slept quickly.

Shen Qinghuan in the dream seemed to be more glamorous than her current makeup, and she cried and told him that she couldn't live anymore.

Lu Ziheng opened his eyes suddenly, he covered his heart, and he was throbbing in pain.

Qinghuan.

His little Qinghuan.

The screen in the phone glows slightly.

It reads Saturday, August 29, 2020.

OK.