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It was night, there was a heavy rain, and the KTV was dim and dim. She walked over with her loan card and asked, who is Song Yanqing?
Some people say that people haven’t arrived yet.

At that moment, an indifferent voice sounded from behind.

"I."

A very low syllable.

The wind blew, and a boy walked in holding a black bone umbrella, passed by her, closed the umbrella, and took the ID photo from her hand. His hands were very slender and his wrists were thin.

"Thank you."

Polite and alienated.

It was just such a rare encounter. Lin Weizhen was busy with other things and left. When she came back, they were no longer there.

If Song Yanqing was still there at that time, Lin Weizhen might have asked for WeChat. It was just such an intersection. I don’t know why I remember it now, but it became clearer when I met him again.

Lin Weizhen asked Song Yanqing afterwards.

"You really don't remember that you lost the library card for the Snow Mountain Collection?"

"What's wrong with you?" the boy asked.

I didn't take it seriously at all, otherwise I wouldn't have such an attitude.

"It's okay, just ask." Lin Weizhen.

The friendship between girls is undercurrent, precious and fragile. Suspicion and jealousy are the inevitable endings of this relationship.

It was one night during self-study, Lin Weizhen quietly whispered in Cheng Xuran's ear: "Xuxu, I seem to have fallen in love with him..."

He is so dazzling.

It's natural to like him.

At that moment, Cheng Xuran's heart roared, and he tightened his grip on the pen. The darkness covered the girl's white finger bones well, leaving each other with dignity.

"You and he are friends and we are very close. You will help me chase him, right?" Lin Weizhen asked softly.

Cheng Xuran almost forgot how he answered.

Perhaps this relationship was even more despicable for her, and she didn't even have the courage to admit it. She only dared to hide her secret love in the deepest part of her heart, in the name of a friend, for three years. She answered softly.

"I can't control him either..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you agree."

Cheng Xuran smiled.

"What if I don't agree?"

The moonlight shines between the two girls, and the shadows fade away.

"Ah?" Lin Weizhen turned around in surprise, quickly smiled, and said firmly, "No, you are so good."

During that evening self-study period, Cheng Xuran finished writing three English test papers for review.

The next day happened to be the monthly exam.

When the results came out, the scores were bright red.

The cross struck hard warned her of her mistake.

97 points.

That was the only time Cheng Xuran's English fell below [-].

The teachers were all talking to her, asking her what was going on recently, and hesitated for a long time: "I heard that Song Yanqing always comes to see you..."

"He is my brother's friend and he gives me things."

The teacher hummed: "We are about to reach the critical moment of entering the third year of high school. Don't delay yourself at this time. Leave everything until after the college entrance examination, okay? The teacher will also fully support you then."

No wonder puppy love is always prohibited. Maybe there is some truth to it. A child like Cheng Xuran who has been well-behaved and has excellent grades since she was a child. When she enters high school, her parents seem to be on guard, lest she be led astray by a boy. From time to time at home, Mentioning those negative teaching materials nonchalantly warned her to stay away from bad children.

Everyone overlooked one thing.

Why do most girls who seem to be well-behaved prefer boys who don't have very good grades and are always criticized but laugh indifferently. (End of chapter)