The one who never woke up was the one who pretended to sleep, just like I didn't miss one after another who didn't pretend to be a slapstick and joke.

This kind of action is like watching someone stretch out their fists and try to dodge in time, so natural and blunt.

Once, when I walked to the bus stop sign, even if I didn't wear glasses, my eyes just looked at it casually, and I had already guessed in my heart that the so-and-so standing on the side was so-and-so and his mother who had been at the same table in junior high school for a few semesters, and without thinking about it, he turned his head and continued to walk his own way, as if he didn't see it.

Unlike this, Z not only didn't pretend to me "I didn't see it~" and "Who is he?" "And so on.

Suddenly appeared in front of me, pushed his black glasses frame that was the same as mine, lowered his head slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was not concealed at all, and he was interested in chasing me if he still remembered him, his eyes were all expecting me, and he could call out his name in the next second.

I...... Of course, he didn't follow his wishes, and deliberately said that he didn't remember, oh~ Let me think about it carefully......

He is a boy who is described by his teachers as ADHD, talkative, and always has a hippie smile.

The personality is quite cheerful.,Get along with classmates very well.,Walking.,Bumpy and upside down want to go to heaven.,Speak with a big tongue.,But,I don't feel it at all.。

If we want to say that the connection between us is pure and fragmented, it is given by Lao Ban.

If it weren't for the relationship between the table and the table, I guess I wouldn't have even spoken more than ten words to him after graduating from junior high school.

How to say it, he gives people a sense of impropriety, a feeling of fancy, I can't get along, and the seat is 108,000 miles away, so there is very little dialogue.

The result greatly surprised me and the people around my seat, and I spoke more and more in unison.

The truth of this is ---

Don't say it's the end of class, when I'm in class, I turn around almost every five minutes, say two or three sentences, and turn my head when I don't make a sound, if I speak, even if I give him a look in response, his will be endless.

But we sat on the side, in a remote area, and avoided the teacher's eyes and ears very well.

After getting along for a few days, he actually has a good sense of humor, although he is still a relieving ghost.

I don't know why he's always giggling, but watching him laugh makes you lose your temper before you know it.

Even when I used the tip of my pen to harm him, I laughed haha.

When I was studying in the evening, I didn't know that his hands were habitually drooping, and I liked to touch the legs of the chair from time to time.

Seeing that he looked back at me with a look of embarrassment, raised his eyebrows and said that I seduced him, hum, I directly picked up the pen and stabbed it at his arm.

After a while, he turned his head back again, lifted up his short sleeves, and I saw a red wound that pierced the eye, and he told me that I had just pierced it with the tip of a pen.

That's when I realized that I had taken the wrong side, smiled awkwardly, and said I'm sorry.

He smiled and said it was okay, and then added with a red face: Just kiss me.

He looked at me and said that he hadn't changed, but he was, and I recognized it at the first sight.

He told me: Don't lose the contact information of your former classmates, since you are classmates, you always have been.

Of course, all the time.

I hope that this instinct can be broken in the future.