Domineering school grass: sweetheart, kiss addiction

Chapter 160 He Won the Ball, But She Lost Him
He said, Youyou is mine, you dare to chase her?

He said, I don't like men getting too close to her, I will be fascinated by her.

He said, I think I am more suitable for you, because Youyou is also very stylish.

He said, I am telling the truth, chasing you is my course, chasing you is my grade, being with you is my bachelor's degree, how can I graduate if I don't work hard.

She hadn't forgotten a word of what he had said, but the person who had said it had left her.

When other girls confessed to him and gave him gifts, he said yes.

A good word completely erased all traces of him ever being with her.

That stupid man who once took chasing her as a lesson has become a stranger in her life, and even if he meets her by chance, he just passes by indifferently.

Lan Youyou's shoulders trembled slightly, and the arc gradually became larger until the whole body trembled, and tears followed.

Tears wet the left atrium like broken pearls, and the heart became cold and transparent little by little until it shattered into countless strands.

She didn't know how she left. When the tears continued all the way, she had already gone far, a galaxy as far away.

It was another chaotic afternoon, and Lan Youyou didn't know how she got here. When she stood on the steps next to the basketball court in the East District, her mind was still blurred.

There was no one on the stadium of Nuo Da, and the bright sunlight made her eyes hard to open. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the stadium under the steps in a daze. She came early.

She took out her mobile phone, looked at the time on it, and grinned sadly.

She really came early and missed a class early, so she just missed a class in such a daze.

The bitter smile became bigger and bigger, and finally she laughed out loud, her shoulders trembling from the laughter, the laughter echoed on the quiet court, and drifted into the distance with the wind.

Smile, smile, tears flow down.

When the laughter stopped, she bit her lower lip tightly, and the corners of her lips curved downward in a sad arc, biting a bloodstain on her lip in a daze.

Silent tears slid down the cheeks and flowed into the bloodstains, which hurt like a knife.

But how can physical pain compare to heartache? The most painful wound in the world is not a physical wound, but a spiritual wound.

A wound that cannot be healed.

Lan Youyou didn't go to class anymore, nor did she leave, she stood motionless as a watchman's stone, and her eyes fell on the court, the place where she once played against him.

He won the ball, but she lost him and a heart.

When the four of Mi Ling came, she had already packed up her mood, pretended to be calm, and practiced the ball all night with a disguised human skin mask until late at night, until the surroundings were empty again, until the whole She is the only one left in the world.

She fell to the ground weakly, and her cheeks wet with tears were stuck to the icy cold court.

The world became quiet, and the bright moonlight formed a barrier on her body, separating everything.

separated her.

Suddenly, a pair of well-polished leather shoes appeared in her sight, followed by a gentle and handsome face.

"Youyou." A moist and melodious voice floated out from the slightly parted lips, as beautiful as the sounds of heaven.

Lan Youyou stared at that face without blinking. Those black eyes, as bright as stars, were full of pity, distress, and many things that could not be told.

　Is it so sad, did you leave a message for those who watched the crying, I was almost crying when I wrote it, woohoo, anyone who has a recommendation ticket in hand should hand it over quickly, to appease Youyou's injured heart

　　


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