Ling Chan is a very ordinary female high school student, and the only thing that is not ordinary may be that she has a particularly handsome boyfriend.

Boyfriend and she grew up together, the two childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, very affectionate, quite good, in the early age of love, Ling Chan confessed to Zhuma shyly, and then Zhuma naturally became her boyfriend.

Their campus story is sweet and plain, like a melted strawberry popsicle in their hands, so sweet that it is tireless.

Of course!

Ling Chan herself wouldn't think so.

With a grin, she reached into her boyfriend's pants pocket with one hand, pulled out a pack of tissues, and carefully wiped the sticky ice cream off her hand.

Raising her eyes, her boyfriend looked at her with a strange gaze, her pale golden eyes were like frozen seas, and there were huge shadows surging under the thin ice.

Ling Chan frowned, "What kind of expression do you have?" ”

The boyfriend was stunned, "I didn't have it?" ”

He was a little dazed, looking overwhelmed.

Ling Chan was even more angry, "You kissed me secretly, I'm not angry yet!" Do you look like you've suffered a loss? ”

The boyfriend licked his lips subconsciously, the tip of his wet red tongue poked out, and swept away the ice cream that melted on his lips, he hesitantly stretched out a hand on Ling Chan's shoulder, and coaxed her jerkyly, "Bao, baby,"

He stumbled, seeming a little uncomfortable, "I'm not angry, and you're not angry, okay?" ”

Ling Chan quieted down, she lifted her toes, held her boyfriend's face, looked at it carefully for a moment, and suddenly pushed her boyfriend away with force, "This big liar!" ”

The girlish eyes were red, and they swirled in their sockets, "You don't like me anymore?" It's only been so long, and you don't like me anymore! You big scumbag! ”

She ran away crying, leaving the boy standing still, helpless.

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Under the big banyan tree, the boy and girl stood in the shade, and in the leafy branches, only a trace of sunlight could be leaked, passing through Ling Chan's long eyelashes like butterfly wings, and falling in her pupils, shining brightly.

She was biting on the popsicle in small bites, gasping and persevering.

Ling Chan ate too slowly, and the ice cream melted again.

She wrinkled her nose.

Her boyfriend leaned over and bit off most of the popsicle in one bite.

Ling Chan was stunned, her boyfriend took her hand, ate the popsicle in three or two bites, and then raised his head and wanted to kiss her.

Ling Chan pushed him away, angry, "You still grab a popsicle from me??? Don't leave me a bite! ”

She angrily announced, "You don't have a girlfriend anymore!" ”

My boyfriend's expressionless face was a little aggrieved: "You don't like to eat melted popsicles, I'll help you solve it." ”

Shouldn't you praise me?

Ling Chan looked at his face intently, carefully collecting every inch of his skin shaking, and then she determined one thing, her childhood sweetheart's boyfriend didn't love her at all.

"If you don't like me at all, then we'd better continue to be friends."

Ling Chan gave him a roll of the eyes, turned around and left.

The boyfriend opened his dark golden narrow eyes blankly and muttered, "Wasn't this the process just now?" ”

Again.

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In the shadows of the foliage.

Ling Chan's slow bite on the popsicle, the summer is hot, even in the shade of the tree, it melts quickly, and the sticky sweet water flows down the small stick, all over his hands.

It's a little uncomfortable.

"Hey," Ling Chan called her boyfriend, she frowned, a little coquettish, "I don't feel comfortable with my hands, can you help me wipe my hands?" ”

The boyfriend reached out to hold Ling Chan's arm,

"...... in your pocket" must have tissues.

In my ears are the students giggling on the playground, and the teacher's whistle is clear and bright.

Her boyfriend looked at her with a ...... look in his eyes It's weird.

This is not the eyes that lovers should have, it is clearly the subtle gaze of the snake looking at the frog and the predator looking at his prey.

The girl's dark brown eyes seemed to melt, and she withdrew her hand, holding back her fear and anger, "Let's break up." ”

——

"Big liar, negative bastard, I hate you!"

The girl cried and fled.

Again.

Again.

One more time.

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Seventy-eighth.

Under the banyan tree.

Ling Chan looked at her favorite strawberry popsicle in her hand, she only felt that she had no appetite, she was very tired, and she felt annoyed at a glance.

"If you don't want to eat it, here you go." She said coldly and slapped the popsicle in her hand into her boyfriend's arms.

Even her favorite boyfriend, who took the initiative to confess and chased after her, liked her boyfriend so much that she couldn't wait to stick together all the time, couldn't mention her nature.

The teacher whistled and assembled.

She hurried to the line.

Didn't look at her boyfriend behind her.

Because of a popsicle, the boyfriend who was unilaterally broken up by his girlfriend seventy-seven times laughed angrily.

When she doesn't bother to look at him too much, he can pass?

Popsicles are pinched and smashed.

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Today is a physical examination specially organized by the school, the teacher distributed the physical examination forms to everyone one by one, and then the team was disbanded, and the students themselves chose the less crowded items to line up.

Height, weight, vision, cardiopulmonary ......

Ling Chan measured it one by one, and she didn't know when there was a little tail behind her.

The boyfriend pinched the physical examination sheet and silently followed behind her, pitiful like a puppy abandoned by his owner.

Ling Chan was holding back the fire in her heart, the origin of this fire was inexplicable, it stands to reason that she shouldn't be angry with her favorite boyfriend for no reason......

But I'm really angry!

Can't help it at all!

If he can't bear this little temper of his girlfriend, then why does he have such a cute girlfriend?

How can she deserve to love him so much!

Ling Chan Leng was violently reassuring.

Before you know it, it's time for the last item, the heart rate test.

In front of him was a doctor in a white coat, a heavy cyan coarse cloth tightly wrapped Ling Chan's arms, the girl's white like milk, smooth and delicate, and her upper arms were pressed out of a circle of soft meat.

The coarse cloth is edged, the black data cable is linked to the instrument, and the numbers on the LCD screen are beating slowly, which is Ling Chan's heart rate.

"Chanchan."

The teenager behind her called out her name.

Didi –

Ling Chan's heartbeat suddenly began to speed up, the numbers on the LCD screen began to grow, and the line chart climbed a small peak.

Just because her boyfriend called her name.

"Oops," the doctor in front of her couldn't help laughing, she said with a smile: "Male classmates in the back, don't disturb our work casually." ”

After she finished admonishing the boy, she looked at the beautiful girl in front of her who seemed to be glowing, and quipped, "You like him so much?" ”

Ling Chan was looking at the heart rate on the LCD screen in a daze, she felt the beating of her heart, and thought a little strangely, she ...... Do you like him so much?

Sister Chan: Your retribution is me. You kid can still have a girlfriend like me after all the bad things, so let's have fun!

(End of chapter)