"The school is going to clean the riverbank tomorrow, do you know?" The person next to him asked Qiao Song.

"Who doesn't know!" Qiao Song asked him back.

It was the first year of high school where Ye Jiajin was cleaning the river embankment, and Qiao Song looked at Wang Yu in the second row and fell into deep thought.

"Tomorrow, it should be hot! I really don't know what the leader thinks, so I went to clean the river embankment at noon. He wasn't worried about himself, but thinking about Wang Yu.

In Qiao Song's impression, Wang Yu was an extremely quiet girl, and she had never seen her walk out of the classroom to breathe in the stairwell.

The noisy voice disturbed Qiao Song's thoughts.

"Buy a bottle of water tomorrow," he thought.

The sun at noon was surprisingly hot, and Qiao Song was happy when he thought about getting out of school in the morning, although Wang Yu missed the appointment.

"Wang Yu, are you free tonight? I want to talk to you about something. The metaphor practiced in front of the mirror.

"I like you, Wang Yu. But you never had me in your heart, and I liked you the first time I saw you. ”

Qiao Song almost said it with a crying voice, Wang Yu looked at Qiao Song quietly, was silent for a long time, and left a sentence: "What do you like about me?" ”

"How could you just leave?"

"The rest of my life is no longer near" The jacket around my waist is being hit by my hand, please wait a moment,

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