Chapter 1: You Are Still My Light (1)

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The summer is scorching, the breeze is blowing, the barren and boring weather is cloudless, and the cicadas are singing, mixed with the teacher's sleepy voice, like a concerto.

The bright sunlight poured through the window on the brown table, and the girl's face shone as if it were transparent, glowing with a tender crimson, and she fell asleep with her arms on her pillows, as if no one was around.

"Here we are mainly-" The teacher finally spotted the deserted classmate, cleared his throat, and shouted, "Lan Qing!" Get up and read this paragraph. ”

Lan Qing lay on the table and was indifferent.

The whole class watched, seeing that the teacher's face was getting worse and worse, he stepped off the podium, walked straight to Lan Qing's table, bent down, and patted the table, "Lan Qing!" Don't sleep. ”

Lan Qing moved slightly, raised her head, her misty eyes were filled with mist, she frowned, waved her hand, and said without hesitation, "Teacher, your bad breath is too heavy." ”

"Hahahahaha

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole classroom burst into laughter.

"Y-you——! You want to sleep, huh? You stand out for me! The teacher angrily threw down a sentence.

Lan Qing nodded clearly, stretched lazily, and walked out of the classroom step by step under the burning gaze of everyone.

[Host, the target person is about to appear, please be prepared.] 】

Lan Qing yawned and leaned against the wall of the hallway half-asleep.

Her task was originally to cure the villain and achieve a harmonious HE story, but in the face of the fierce villain in the future, she has a usable golden finger, that is, she can meet the small boss who has not yet become a villain in advance, for three months, and strive to leave traces in his heart and become the white moonlight in his heart.

The corridor was deserted, it was the time of class, hearing a slight footstep in his ears, Lan Qing turned his head and saw the stubborn young man walking step by step in the backlight, he was thin, his hair was messy, covering his left arm that seemed to be injured, and the light and shadow blurred his well-defined side face.

He bit his lower lip, his school uniform was crumpled and dirty, and he walked past her as if he didn't see Lan Qing.

Lan Qing's figure flickered, and she walked in front of the young man, her clear eyes reflecting the red wound on the young man's face, "I have something to say to you." ”

The young man gasped slightly, he frowned, pursed his lips, and said nothing, his eyes as black as ink, his eyes were as sharp as cold blades, gloomy and terrifying.

He didn't look ready to answer.

Lan Qing's expression showed a hint of distress, so she repeated it again with a smile, and stretched out a slender finger from her raised fist, "I won't delay your time, just one sentence." ”

The boy didn't know her, and said coldly with great impatience, "No time, get out." ”

"Oh." Lan Qing lowered her head sullenly, and just when the young man thought she was going to give up, she raised her head again and smiled brightly, "Then come to me when you are free, okay?" ”

The boy's brows furrowed.

"My name is Lan Qing, from Class B."

The boy looked at her smiling expression, and his heart twisted into a ball, and one of them stood in the haze, and the other was as bright as a heartless sunflower in the sun.

The young man didn't know if he had listened to her, and when Lan Qing got out of the way, he left impatiently.

Leaving Lan Qing looking at his back as he left, he muttered, "Did you fight with others?" Well, he seems to have a bad evaluation. ”

The boy, that is, the name of the target is Jiang Rin, his father was killed and imprisoned when he was in junior high school, his mother remarried, and he was left to be taken care of by his elderly grandmother, and he didn't get the love of his life at school.

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