Chapter 752: I'll Accompany You to the Age of Eighty 22
In the second scene, the two meet again.
On the tree-lined path of the school, the girl was walking on it with her textbook in her hand, and the adjacent playground suddenly erupted into a burst of screams and noise, and the girl subconsciously looked in that direction, only to be hit by a head-on ball on her shoulder.
She was so painful that tears came out, and after a while, a tall teenager ran over, holding his knees with his hands and panting: "Sorry, it's my ball ......"
The girl raised her face to look at him, and after a while, both sides said in unison: "Why are you?" ”
The surprise in the boy's eyes was undisguised, and the girl was a little shy after the surprise, bowing her head to cover her cheeks that began to flush.
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In the third scene, two people are in love.
It's the same campus, where tall boys and petite girls walk side by side.
The girl was carrying a bag of fruit in her hand, and after walking a few steps, the boy said, "I'll help you get it." ”
He reached out for the bag, but the girl was a little embarrassed and dodged: "No need, this is not heavy......"
Between entering and retreating, the bag suddenly fell down, and the fruit inside rolled to the ground.
The two hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, and when there was only the last fruit left, their hands grabbed at the same time.
The girl's face turned red and was about to be pulled away, but the boy clenched it tighter.
Even though each other's heartbeats were about to get out of control, he seemed to be calm, except for the trills of his words that betrayed his nervousness.
"Hey, you...... Would you like to be my girlfriend? He asked.
The girl bit her lower lip and blushed so much that she was dripping blood.
The boy waited for a long time, and then he began to get agitated, and then he heard her voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Yes." ”
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The fourth scene is when they are in love.
In the small kitchen, the girl wears a men's white shirt and stands on tiptoe with two slender straight legs, opening the cabinet above to get something.
But she was too short to pick up some of them.
When she was in a hurry, a hand reached out behind her, wrapped around her waist, hugged her tightly, and then easily took out a can that she couldn't reach for half a day with the other hand.
"What are you going to do?" The boy's voice was hoarse.
The tips of the girl's ears suddenly turned red: "Do it...... Make breakfast......"
With the young man's happy laughter, her legs suddenly left the ground, and she was carried to the table.
The lover leaned over and kissed her, without saying a word, and wanted to eat her more than breakfast.
The girl's hands were propped up on the countertop behind her, so tight that even the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible.
After a moment, she raised her hand and hooked his neck in response.
The morning sun shone in like gold, shining through the window, and the two people seemed to be bathed in holy light.
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The fifth scene is goodbye.
On a rainy night, the once pretty and lovely girl was in a mess, she was ragged, covered in blood, staggering along the deserted street in the middle of the night, and the blood smashed into the ground, and was quickly washed away.
Her eyes were blank, and when she was about to lose her support, the figure of her lover in front of her finally appeared.
The once bright boy now had panicked eyes, and he ran quickly, finally hugging the girl into his arms before she fell.
"Baby...... The baby is gone......" The girl's voice was dazed, and after a long time, she grabbed his hand again: "I'm sorry...... I can't grow old with you......"
The rain became heavier and heavier, and many footsteps suddenly appeared in the originally calm alley.
The boy hugged his lover's gradually cold body, grief to despair, and it took a long time for him to raise his eyes to look at the murderer, his former best friend. The latest chapter of "Fast Wear Strategy, Blackened Female Companion Wants to Be Whitewashed" is free to read for the first time.