As soon as Luo Yu went out, he walked towards the fifth class.

Mu Xiaoxiao was chattering in the back: "Why don't you stay in your seventh class?" We didn't have an anyan in class 5. ”

Luo Yu stopped: "I said, I won't like him anymore." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao shouted: "Are you really here?" ”

Luo Yu nodded and continued to walk forward.

"Okay, I believe it, but can you really give up sixteen years of affection?"

Luo Yu didn't speak, it had already arrived, and Luo Yu knocked on the door.

The head teacher of Class 7 is a lively ...... Little sister, her name is Zheng Yanwan.

Zheng Yanwan pushed the door open and said, "The principal has already sent me a message, come in." After speaking, Zheng Yanwan smiled lightly.

Luo Yu nodded, bypassed the teacher and went in.

"Mu Xiaoxiao, how do I feel that your homeroom teacher seems to know me? Don't even ask me if I'm Luo Yu. Luo Yu said softly.

"The whole school knows you."

Luo Yu didn't have time to ask why Mu Xiaoxiao slipped to his seat.

"Everyone, be quiet, new classmates are here." Zheng Yanwan gently knocked on the podium with a teaching stick.

For three seconds, there was silence.

"Luo Yu, come on stage and introduce yourself."

Luo Yu nodded and stepped onto the podium.

"Hello everyone, I'm ......"

The words were not finished because they were rudely interrupted by a person.

"We all know that, Luo Yubei." It was a boy sitting in the penultimate row.

Luo Yu smiled.

"The heel worm who ran after An Yanzhuo's ass."

The smile on Luo Yu's face disappeared, and she understood what Mu Xiao's novel meant, and the teachers and students in the school knew her.

"People give the nickname An Xiang Fart."

"Haha." The boys in the back two rows burst into laughter.

"Running behind other people's butts every day, An Yanzhuo's fart feels fragrant."

"Zhang Shi!" Zheng Yanwan snorted.

It was quiet again, and Zheng Yanwan gave Luo Yu an apologetic look.

"I'm Luo Yu." Luo Yu acted as if nothing had happened, "I did like An Yanzhuo, but I think we are still young, and it is a bit rash to say that I like it, so I thought about trying to let it go."

So I moved from Class 7 with An Yanzhuo to Class 5.

I wanted to try not to like him, and I wanted to come to Class 5 without gossip.

I would like to come to the fifth class, which has always been known as harmony and unity.

I hope you can try to accept me.

In the future, there will be less than two years, and I will give you a lot of advice. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao took the lead in applauding, and the others followed Mu Xiaoxiao and applauded, but it was obvious that there were not too many people distracted.

"Smack." It was a loud round of applause.

Luo Yu looked up and froze.

"Palace...... Gong Jing. Luo Yu muttered, and no one heard.

Luo Yu knew that he was staying in Class 5 and knew that he would meet him, but he was still too caught off guard.

He sat on the far left of the penultimate row, where he had no tablemates, no back tables, and he himself had a blank isolated area, with a cold look in his eyes.

At the moment when Luo Yu looked over, his eyes lit up, and his thin lips curved slightly.

"Lolo, you're here."

Luo Yu's tears suddenly fell.

On the podium, at a time when a lot of people are watching.

She cried, but there was no sound, but two lines of tears fell quickly.

Yes, I'm coming.

Back then, he was waiting for a little girl.

When she was being bullied, when she cried to him, he would smile slightly, as if he knew she would come to him.

He will say, "You're coming."

When she first went to the palace, he sat next to him and smiled.

He will say, "You're coming."

When she broke with the family for An Yanzhuo, when everyone was not standing by her side, she couldn't help but run to him and cry, but I remembered that he didn't laugh, and his eyes were slightly dim.

Having said that, here you are.

What happened next? She couldn't remember. It seems that because of An Yanzhuo, she doesn't want to go to him.

He is still stubbornly waiting for the little girl, waiting for the little girl to cry, waiting for the little girl to rely on, he will still stand by her side without hesitation and accompany her.

But she didn't.

Even if more happens to her, even if he goes to her. But still no, she was afraid that An Yanzhuo would be angry, and she broke with him for An Yanzhuo's sake.

He had to wait day after day, year after year, under the old old tree where she had been when she came to him.

From there the spiders made their webs, and from there the dust made its home.

It was raining heavily that day, and the spiders' webs were washed away and the dust was washed.

Only he was still under that tree.

He didn't have an umbrella, looked at the tree, and whispered.

There you are.

She whimpered behind a tree, but in the end she didn't dare to come out, and she couldn't say the word "I've come".

"I'm coming." After a thousand years, she said it, as if she was answering him a thousand years later, and it was also like answering him a thousand years ago.

In fact, she knew that she was talking to the cowardly self a thousand years ago, and the person who was still saying that you are here a thousand years later, I'm sorry.