Chapter 8 Dreams

There were many times when I was afraid that Ji Tengkong would suddenly bring it up; Let's break up, I have a girl I like, you told you before if I have a favorite girl.

Yes, I said before, please let me know when you think you like the girl you like more, okay?

Many times I thought to myself, should he tell me first or should I tell him first? If it were me, how would I be able to open this mouth?

I sat in a chair in my room, head in my hands, thinking, thinking.

"Is Hatsunoku there?" The sound was faint, a bit like the sound of water on a leaf scratching across the surface of the leaf and falling to the ground. Chu Nuo immediately tidied himself up and opened the door. "Brother Feng Yan, is there something wrong with you?" At the door, Hatsuno asked this perfect person.

Zisang Fengyan glanced up at Zisang Chunuo and said, "How have you been in school recently?" As soon as he finished saying this, Chu Nuo's heart jumped violently: "School, yes, the roommates are very good, and the teachers are also very good." Zisang Fengyan's eyes looked at Zisang Chunuo's eyes and said, "Do you want to say it?" Chu Nuo lowered his head in a panic: "I don't know, Brother Feng Yan, what are you talking about." Feng Yan paused and said: "Maybe I haven't come back in the past two years, and you have fallen in love, and your grades have dropped a lot." It's good that you're in love, at most it's holding hands, and you've talked about it, but now, what are you going to do! Marry him, do you think I'll agree? Without waiting for Feng Yan to finish speaking, Chu Nuo immediately said loudly: "No, I didn't want to marry him, because he won't marry me, please don't talk about it, okay?" ”

"Maybe my presence is very disturbing to you, but you still don't respect the things of your childhood, maybe you forgot...... Think about it, I'll talk to you in the evening. When he was talking, Zisang Fengyan gave Zisang Chunuo a hug.

The sunlight coming in from the window shone on them, it was really beautiful, and Feng Yan's expression was sad.

Maybe it's because I don't love deeply enough, I can't stand a storm, and my feelings that have been shaken are thinking about how long I can last without an ending. This "stolen" "dream" is about to wake up.

"Young Master Bamboo Horse" Chapter 8 Dream is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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