The doors of the classroom upstairs were locked, and Song Yi had to hide in the women's bathroom.

And the statement is outside, kick the door open, and look for it one by one.

Song Yi heard the movement outside, his face suddenly turned pale, and he was panicked in his heart.

The statement looked at the last closed toilet door and smiled like a demon: "Hey, you're so afraid of me?" ”

Unexpectedly, he really came to the women's toilet, Song Yi suddenly felt desperate, and the long-suppressed anger in his heart was instantly ignited: "Stating that you are a dead pervert, this is the women's toilet, you, you!" ”

The statement burst into laughter: "I, I, I'm here." ”

Song Yi hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't escape anyway, so he pushed open the door as if he were dead.

"Statement, what the hell do you want to do?"

The statement walked over to her slowly, with a wicked smile: "Didn't you say you don't know me, why do you remember my name so clearly?" ”

Of course, the name of the pervert is remembered clearly.

Song Yi gritted his teeth and retracted his anger and stared at him defensively.

A cool breeze blew in outside the door. The statement suddenly turned sideways, and Song Yu avoided it, clenching his fist and smashing it into the side of his face.

The statement flashed back, grabbing her hand.

The tone was a little impatient, "You hate me so much? ”

It's more than a nasty.

Song Yi didn't want to mess with him, she knew to state this perverted personality.

The more you reason with him like this, the more furious he will become, and he will want to entangle with you.

She must not repeat the mistakes of the past.

puffed out his cheeks, and Song Babbled his anger and remained silent.

But even if he tried his best to hide it, his hands were unconsciously clasped together.

The statement is usually used to commanding people, and his tone is strong: "Little sister, I saw that you and I yelled very hard just now, why don't you speak now, ah?" ”

Every time the girl saw him, she reacted strangely.

Who is she hiding?

Hide from him.

The terrifying gaze of the statement was stuck to her body, inexplicably expecting Song Yi to react.

Even if you struggle casually.

But Song Yi just stood silent, as if he couldn't annoy her at all.

Frozen for a moment, the statement lost patience and interest, and let go of her hand.

Tidy up your cuffs and head out.

Seeing that he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around, his eyes were playful: "Song Hao, right?" You have a kind. ”

The footsteps in the corridor faded away, and Song Yi waited for the sound to disappear completely before coming out of it.

She let out a long sigh of relief, and her tense body finally relaxed.

The cool breeze of the night blew her hair away, and she suddenly felt the urge to cry.

He walked to the steps and sat down, holding his face and sobbing quietly, tears spilling from between his fingers.

She's really scared.

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The next day, something happened.

During the big recess, the tablemate suddenly ran in from outside with an exclamation, panting and pulling Song Hao, who was doing homework, up from his seat.

"Song Hao, something happened! You, you hurry up and take a look. ”

Song Yimei's heart skipped a few beats.

Couldn't she escape this damn fate once she lived again?

I followed my table mate downstairs and saw the statement standing next to the boys' dormitory building at a glance.

Seeing her being hugged downstairs, the statement immediately cleared her throat and began to open the pink envelope that she was pinching directly.

"To, state.

You're not the best, but having you is better than anything else.

……

I like you. - Tsong Tt�

When the signature was read, he deliberately raised his voice a few points.

The surrounding students boiled all at once.

Even the freshmen on the first teaching building next to them gathered on the balcony and looked downstairs as if they had cervical spondylosis.

"No wonder Tang Tang broke up with the statement, it turned out that he had a leg with Song Hao."

"I didn't expect her to be the kind of person who likes to rob her sister's boyfriend, it's disgusting."

"It's embarrassing to write a love letter to the school bully so blatantly, and I'm not ashamed."

There were more and more onlookers, and you and I discussed it word by word.

Song Yi's expression froze, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed up to grab the envelope in his hand and tore it to shreds.

Staring at him with red eyes, "Is it fun?" ”