The big face in the hat suddenly stimulated Liu Guifang's visual nerves, she looked at the unkempt ugly person in the mirror like a monster class, she didn't care about turning her sore stomach, she looked straight at her, and looked at her for a long time.

Before she knew it, the tears were there, and she didn't notice it herself, until the tears crossed her face and left a cold touch.

Crying for what ...

It doesn't seem to be because of stomach pain...

It seems that it is just because I am too ugly...

Crying by your own ugliness?

Hahaha, in the ears of the previous group of friends, it is another stalk worthy of their ridicule for a long time, right?

They always take pleasure in laughing at her anyway.

Maybe it's good to be so ugly, it can bring happiness to others, Liu Guifang smiled self-deprecatingly, and her snot also flowed down because of tears, she tiptoed out a tissue to wipe her nose, but it still made a noise, waking up Meng Yazhuo, whose bed was next to the mirror.

Meng Yazhuo, who was awakened, was very dissatisfied, she opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her who woke her up, and when she saw that it was Liu Guifang, she rolled her eyes in disgust, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Liu Guifang's hand stopped in mid-air and didn't know where to put it for a while, it seemed that he was always... The appearance of insufficient success and more than failure.

It's redundant here, right?

But she didn't have the courage to go out, at this moment she was like an alternative who was not accepted by the world, and she didn't even find a place to be alone in a quiet daze...

Tears continued to flow, as did snot, Liu Guifang had to continue to draw the tissue, although she was very reluctant and careful, Meng Yazhuo let out a heavy sigh.

Liu Guifang held the paper towel tightly in her palm, and then walked cautiously to the toilet.

After wiping away her tears and snot, she pinched her palm with her nails, don't cry, can't cry, and there is no extra tissue when you cry again...

Why cry...

It's unhappy, but you have to live well, don't you?

Liu Guifang looked at the time displayed on the mobile phone in her pocket, and now there is no breakfast in the cafeteria.

Forget it, if your stomach hurts, let it hurt...

There's really nothing she can do about it...

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Today is a good day.

Gu Nansheng picked up the drawing board, on the first day of eighteen years old, he must give himself something.

Then go out and sketch and paint for yourself.

Gu Nansheng didn't think much about it, and went out with his beloved paintbrush and sketchpad as usual.

Mom is in school, right? Will you meet her later?

Gu Nansheng secretly began to look forward to it in his heart.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked to the school gate, I saw my mother who looked a little panicked.

"Mom... Teacher Deng..."Gu Nansheng ran up quickly, and the "mother" that rushed to his mouth was changed to Teacher Deng by him in time.

Deng Lixin heard the sound and looked over, and saw Gu Nansheng, who was looking at her with a smile on his back with a sketchpad.

"Hmm." Deng Lixin answered softly and turned her head again, talking about something with the teacher next to her and a few female classmates.

The way my mother looked at me just now was like... looked at an ordinary student who looked at her, just a polite and perfunctory response to the student's greeting to him.

Well...

She just hummed softly, just glanced at him indifferently, and at this moment, she left directly with the group of teachers and students, walking past him, without even giving him extra glances and expressions.

Mom, am I really your son?

I don't even feel like you know me, let alone care about me and love me.

Gu Nansheng didn't stay any longer, and he was about to continue walking forward when his mother's phone rang suddenly.

Someone called mom? Will she pick it up?

Gu Nansheng looked over with some curiosity, only to see that his mother quickly picked up the phone, and said something he didn't understand.

Listening to my mother's tone, it seems that there is something urgent, but...

He still wanted to try it at this time...

Gu Nansheng took out his mobile phone and dialed the familiar number.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

"I'm sorry, but your call is currently unanswered..."

However, the mobile phone in my mother's hand never rang again.

Mom, how troublesome do you think of me that you don't even bring your mobile phone when you go out, only this phone for work?

I... Isn't the existence redundant?

Gu Nansheng sneered, raised his foot and was about to leave, but the phone suddenly rang.

It's Mom's number!

That private number!

Gu Nansheng looked excitedly in the direction where his mother left, but at this time, he couldn't see his mother's figure anymore.

Mom must have remembered!

Gu Nansheng excitedly pressed the answer button, "Mom, what's wrong?" ”

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"You don't have to send it, we're all college students, and we can't lose it." Chen Yicheng looked at his mother's reluctant expression and was a little unbearable, but he really didn't like the parting scene that was too grand and deliberate.

"It's rare for you to come back, what's wrong with me going to the station, why do you always drive me away?"

"It's not to drive you away, I just don't think it's necessary." Chen Yicheng chewed the gum in his mouth, and then said to the driver in the driver's seat, "Let's drive." ”

"Wait," Zhang Zexi gently opened the car door, "Auntie, come in, let's go together." ”

"I also want to send you off, but the company really can't leave because of something temporary..."Chen Yifeng hung up the phone and looked at Zhang Zexi apologetically and said.

"It's okay Uncle Chen," Zhang Zexi raised his head slightly, "Then we'll go first." ”

"Originally, I came to send you there, but as Mr. Chen's driver, it seems that Mr. Chen should not be left alone to be busy here," Zhang Yiheng explained with some weakness.

"Harm, it's okay uncle, there will be nothing wrong with Xiaoxi."

"Yes, Ziyue is also there," Chen Yifeng patted Zhang Yiheng on the shoulder, "They can't lose it." ”

"I'm afraid that my mother will lose it," Chen Yicheng pursed his mouth, "I know how crazy my mother is." ”

"Wait a minute, the driver will wait for me outside, I'll come out when I send you out, why will I get lost, you kid," Pan Ziyue patted Chen Yicheng's back with some annoyance, "You actually said that, Mom." ”

"Didn't I imply that my dad would go with you, you still don't appreciate it," Chen Yicheng looked at Zhang Zexi and smiled mischievously, "My dad is also an elm head." ”

"Can I not know your mother's road idiot, okay, let's go together." Chen Yifeng wanted to sit in the car as he spoke.

"Ring, ring, ring—" his cell phone rang again.

"Hey, Mr. Chen..." the secretary's voice rang on the other side of the phone.

After listening to this, Chen Yifeng silently hung up the phone, frowning.

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, I will send my wife back safely." The driver said suddenly.

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