Little Bronze, don't be shy

Chapter 756 Can't You Marry Her By Force?

Gu Xiaoxi ran over with the roses in her arms. The bouquet was heavy and big. She held the road with both hands and couldn't see the bottom of her feet. She could only stick her head out from the side of the bouquet, running clumsily.

"Wait, brother Lin Zhao! My parents didn't know that I ran out. I left a note for my aunt to go back tomorrow, and told her not to say it. She would be fired if she didn't watch me. She knew that I was safe and that I She won't tell when she will go back, my parents... ouch!"

She just looked at the road under her feet, and just turned the stairs when she bumped into someone.

It's school time now, there are many people in the corridor and stairs, Gu Xiaoxi, a girl, was caught in the crowd with such a big bouquet.

Seeing that Lin Zhao and the others had already descended a flight of stairs, Gu Xiaoxi struggled to squeeze out from the crowd, "I came here specially to celebrate your birthday, why not treat you to a meal..."

Lin Zhao didn't look back, and said, "Go back to school."

"Hey! Just treat you to a meal. I have ordered all the cakes. Wait! Hey!"

no respond.

He doesn't want to stop, no matter how much you chase him, you won't stop.

Gu Xiaoxi was stuck in the crowd with flowers in her arms, and slowly descended the stairs with the flow of people. The students who were leaving get out of class around her were either carrying schoolbags or holding a few books in their hands. She was a girl holding a large bouquet of roses. Weird and hilarious.

The sun was setting, the temperature was not as warm as in the afternoon, and it wasn't too stuffy being in the crowd, but Gu Xiaoxi felt that he was so hot that he wanted to sweat all over his body, and his eyes were also wet.

The scent of roses was so strong that it made her nose sore. She stopped where she was and suddenly didn't want to leave. She was squeezed in the shadow of the corner and wanted to cry out of grievance.

She ran to City A full of expectations, but Lin Zhao was still the same as before, unwilling to talk to her at all.

If you don't like it, you don't like it.

After these few years, she thought that his heart could relax a little, but he didn't.

The students around me after school were laughing and chatting about various interesting topics. Gu Xiaoxi lowered her head, her eyes were dull and dull, and the sourness in her heart seemed to have reached a critical point.

Holding the flowers in her arms, she endured the grievances in her heart, and instead of following the crowded crowd out of the teaching building, she dragged her feet, turned a corner, found an empty classroom, closed the door in a daze, and sat on the seat closest to the back door .

The lights were off, and the classroom was a little dark.

The flamboyant red against the rose was particularly dazzling, she wanted to throw the flower directly into the trash can, step on it a few more times, point at the flower and say something viciously!

She even wanted to grab Lin Zhao by the collar and ask him, why don't you like me? Since she was a child, she decided that she would marry him in the future, why are you so unwilling?
Where she doesn't like, she can change it...

Or whatever he likes, she can turn herself into that...

The more I think about it, the more sad I feel.

She hugged the flowers and cried softly in the empty classroom without anyone. The more she cried, the more sad she felt, and she cried loudly as if to vent.

After more than ten years of liking, it has become a habit. The Gu family proposed to dissolve the engagement, but she disagreed.

In terms of feelings, she is as stubborn as Lin Zhao, and at most it will take a lifetime until the other party likes her.

With a marriage contract, she felt that she was different from other girls to Lin Zhao, and she had more opportunities than other girls.

Lin Zhao doesn't have a girl he likes, so he can't rely on his relationship and marriage contract with him for more than ten years, and reluctantly...marry her?

　Worst female supporting role in history?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)