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I know she's good, so you like her and I think it's okay too

Seeing the message that QQ popped up and that friends had been successfully added, Zhong Shan sent a message to the past.

Zhong Shan: Hey, handsome guy!

Tang Yinian: ??

Zhong Shan: I'm the girl who accidentally bumped into you that day.

Tang Yinian: Oh.

After thinking about it, Zhong Shan still typed this paragraph, and then clicked send.

Tang Yinian, you may think it's inexplicable, or you may think I'm talking nonsense, but I'm serious. I like you, I want to be with you, okay?

It didn't take long for Tang Yinian to reply, he said, I'm sorry, I have someone I like.

"Sure enough, I guessed correctly..."Zhong Shan smiled, and then continued typing.

Zhong Shan: You like Lee Hee-hee, I know she's very good, so I think it's okay if you like her. But you can't stop me from pursuing you.

Tang Yinian: You know?

Zhong Shan: Well, she's my best friend.

There was no response there, but Zhong Shan didn't continue to say anything, after all, she knew that Tang Yinian didn't really understand herself. It's my own impulse.

As Zhong Shan expected, Li Xixi called and asked how it was.

"He's in love with a nice girl, but that's not a reason for me to give up."

"Alas, love may be like this, some people get it, some people will lose it."

Hearing Li Xixi's sighing voice coming from the mobile phone, Zhong Shan smiled and said, "The ranking of the results is also ah." A lot of things are like this, and there are so-called gains and losses. ”

Li Xixi on the other end of the phone couldn't help laughing, "You think too much, but I'm being boiled into chicken soup." ”

"Okay, go to bed, it's past ten o'clock."

Then Li Xixi said goodnight, and Zhong Shan also replied and ended the call.

Zhong Shan lay on the bed tightly clutching the quilt, and if she listened carefully, she could still hear intermittent whimpering.

In fact, those who can see open are more painful than those who can't.

I stayed at school for three days this week, and because of the relationship between the sophomore high school entrance examination and New Year's Day, I had a six-day long vacation.

Li Xixi's junior high school class organized to go back to see the teacher, and she didn't want to go, but Zhong Shan went and she went.

The cold wind was blowing. The bare trees could not withstand the attack of the northwest wind and shivered in the cold wind.

"Oh my God, when the wind blows today, it suddenly gets a lot colder." Li Xixi gathered the cotton clothes on his body and shrunk his neck in.

Zhong Shan was dressed like a big zongzi, even more exaggerated than Li Xixi, "It's so cold, I wouldn't have come if I knew it earlier." ”

Finally, everyone finally gathered, walked into the school, looked at the familiar campus, and the memories of junior high school poured out.

But Li Xixi wondered why he only met once in the three years of junior high school, and he didn't know if he met him.

If there is a time machine, Li Xixi will return to junior high school, and he may just want to get Ou Jinchen done first.

After all, he was such a young man with a clear breeze and bright moon.

After all, high school is still in love, and the object is not her.

"Zhong Shan, what do you think would have happened if I had chased Ou Jinchen at the beginning?"

Li Xixi and Zhong Shan walked behind, Li Xixi looked at the scene in front of him, and blurted out the words.

"Not well, what if he had someone he liked in the first place?" Zhong Shan really complained without embarrassment.

"That's right. Hey—that's that class, huh? Do you also come to see the teacher? ”

Zhong Shan's eyesight is very good, and when she looks over and sees that there are people she knows, and she is in the same class now, so she naturally knows that it is that class.

"That's Class 137... Ou Jinchen was also inside. ”

"Oh, that's right."

"Would you like to say hello?"

"Forget it..."

Zhong Shan glanced at the loss and helplessness on Li Xixi's face, didn't say anything, and pulled Li Xixi to follow everyone.

Maybe it's just a brush with him at most, the same as countless times before... Pass.