Chapter 5 Hold the Wrong Thing

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Leng Fanxing looked at the black coat in his hand, and there was still the residual warmth of its owner between the sleeves.

She remembers the last time she felt his temperature was seven years ago, when they were taking the college entrance exam.

Seven years ago

It was the evening of the second day of the college entrance examination, and tomorrow will be the last day.

Seeing the students in the class looking at the blackboard in a daze from time to time, in fact, everyone knows that it is difficult to enter the state of review at this time. is about to face separation, especially in liberal arts classes, girls always love sensationalism.

Besides, the review should have been done a long time ago. Instead of being stuffy inside, it's better to go out for a walk and relax.

Leng Fanxing went out on the grounds of the toilet and walked around the playground.

Looking at the faintly glowing teaching building, Leng Fanxing's heart ached. After today, she and Ye Junran will never be in touch again.

She had a crush on him for three years, and in the end she didn't even leave the starting line, and she really failed.

She walked to the podium and sat down, staring at the night sky in a daze.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from ahead, mixed with the sound of steady breathing.

Who's still running on the big night?

Out of curiosity, Leng Fanxing got down from the stands, leaned on the railing, and looked at the people who had run away from the stage.

With the help of the street lamps and moonlight on the playground, she carved the appearance of the future into her heart - Ye Junran.

It's so late, maybe I don't want to review. It's also the first in science for others, and there is no need to review.

Seeing him approaching, she subconsciously hid behind the stands, and through the railing, she looked at him from the front face, to the side face, and then to the back of the head.

She seemed to be looking at the back of his head all the time. In the first year of high school, he sat in front of her, and she watched it for a year. Now she has looked at him, watching as she slowly fades out of her vision, and finally disappears into her own life.

If, if it is true that he will fade away in his own life, then why can't she put an end to this relationship that has not begun, by herself.

She slowly rose from the stands and descended the staircase beside her. Looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, she took out a fifty-meter sprint and ran towards the man.

Then, before he could react, he reached out and hugged him.

Ye Junran obviously didn't react, and his footsteps paused.

In just a second, Leng Fanxing let go of his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I hugged the wrong one." With that, he ran towards the school building.

In a trance, she heard the sound of Ye Junran pinching the cola bottle in her hand and throwing it aside in the trash can.

It seems that he seems to be angry.

Leng Fanxing's thoughts withdrew, looked at the clothes in his hand, and sighed slightly, fortunately it was dark that night, fortunately Ye Junran didn't remember her, otherwise, if she turned over the old accounts, she wouldn't be able to eat and walk around!

She called the dry cleaner and agreed to pick up the clothes the day after tomorrow.

"Is this your contact number?"

"You keep this for now. I'll give you another one later, but ask him for details. "Leng Fanxing said.

After hanging up the phone, she went up to the top floor, found the boss's secretary, and said, "Then I will trouble you to inform the boss and ask him to leave a phone number." Dry cleaners needed. ”